<?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-3684709043450446632</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:06:21.065+02:00</updated><category term='jurnalul national maniac ac intepatura politie'/><category term='bolnav anturaj situatie boala de inima raceala gastrita fumat bautura'/><category term='fuego colind mama cantare termopan think relax ojomek ojo gaga'/><category term='parc sectorul 3 liviu negoita gunoi alegeri romania bucuresti auchan postavarul'/><category term='cantari pasare love hurt zambet despartire'/><category term='mcdonald`s bolivia mancare cartofi prajiti sanatate principii vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Relax and learn</title><subtitle type='html'>Esti prea plictisit,bucuros,obosit,indragostit,necajit,energic,disperat,demn de invidiat sau lenes? Intrand pe blogul meu ai ce face:ori citesti, ori....citesti</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6931557635422390102</id><published>2012-01-16T11:51:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:03:00.299+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parc sectorul 3 liviu negoita gunoi alegeri romania bucuresti auchan postavarul'/><title type='text'>Mai du-ti copilul in parc! Halal parc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Auzeam nu de mult, ca vremurile s-au schimbat: copiii nu mai ies afara cum ieseau odata, sa se joace, ci stau inchisi in casa, la calculator. Dam vina pe tehnologie. Dar ti-ai pus vreodata intrebarea ca acesti copii nu ies afara pentru ca sunt mai in siguranta in casa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma crezi ...bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa zicem ca scoatem copiii in fata blocului sa se joace: - ii mananca cainii&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa zicem ca scoatem copiii la gradina zoologica: - scapa o pantera si-i manaca (ai vazut la stiri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXISACR0mHc/TxPvFM6LSWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JUjKxNmddYA/s1600/Fotografie0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXISACR0mHc/TxPvFM6LSWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JUjKxNmddYA/s320/Fotografie0010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Covorul parcului"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WypGvEG9IY/TxPvF3UiYRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ntRq58ran4k/s1600/Fotografie0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WypGvEG9IY/TxPvF3UiYRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ntRq58ran4k/s320/Fotografie0012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Casa jandarmului"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ojo, fraiere, ai uitat sa zici de parc. Poti scoate copiii in parc.  Aaaaa, da!!! Ce prost sunt, am uitat de parc. Scoate-ti tu copiii acolo,  ca ia uite ce este in parc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu groaza m-am uitat la un parc din sectorul 3, sectorul in care primarul Liviu Negoita isi duce veacul. Pe o placuta la intrare mai si scria: Loc de joaca pentru copii (AICI SA TE JOCI TU SI CU COPIII TAI, NEGOITE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si probabil vei da vina pe romani, ca romanii au aruncat pe jos, tara de cacao. Daca treci pe acolo, vei vedea ca sunt pline cosurile, semn ca pe primar il doare in&amp;nbsp; C _ _ (cot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaresc si o cabina in care teoretic trebuia sa stea un paznic care sa asigure paza. Da de unde? "Casa" ii este vandalizata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peJrSfmQBSU/TxPvGlW1bTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eoXkrZ1q4Ns/s1600/Fotografie0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peJrSfmQBSU/TxPvGlW1bTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eoXkrZ1q4Ns/s320/Fotografie0013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gard de criza: din gunoi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc ca deja pot scoate gardul asta de fier, ca oricum nu sare nimeni peste mormanele de gunoi. Din contra cred ca este mai eficient gardul de gunoi decat gardul de fier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htZqN3Ofgfs/TxPvH7mHyDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HHEyadVNW9I/s1600/Fotografie0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htZqN3Ofgfs/TxPvH7mHyDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HHEyadVNW9I/s320/Fotografie0014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bariera din gunoi, sa nu mai intri&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand vezi barajul asta de gunoi, cu siguranta nu mai intri in parc. Cred ca asta si doreste primarul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca intereseaza pe cineva sa vada acest monument istoric, cu care se mandreste primarul si cu care vrea sa si candideza, ca de ..cine mai e ca el, il poate vedea pe strada Postavarul, zona Hypermarket Auchan Titan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai jos aveti si un filmulet ca se intelegeti mai ..."pe viu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2039a6f072ac9c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2039a6f072ac9c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331613870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D691BF94AB657D32ADEF88B8AFA67A0408C120B76.4E583B78765FCB60074A96DFF67D45D0A4C58D47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2039a6f072ac9c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdxaF3kpwcqlzrNrc_NKDKdNvm4w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2039a6f072ac9c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331613870%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D691BF94AB657D32ADEF88B8AFA67A0408C120B76.4E583B78765FCB60074A96DFF67D45D0A4C58D47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2039a6f072ac9c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdxaF3kpwcqlzrNrc_NKDKdNvm4w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti-ai duce copilul in parcul asta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6931557635422390102?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6931557635422390102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mai-du-ti-copilul-in-parc-halal-parc.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6931557635422390102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6931557635422390102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mai-du-ti-copilul-in-parc-halal-parc.html' title='Mai du-ti copilul in parc! Halal parc!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXISACR0mHc/TxPvFM6LSWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JUjKxNmddYA/s72-c/Fotografie0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4191049404924845519</id><published>2012-01-13T12:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:45:59.495+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonald`s bolivia mancare cartofi prajiti sanatate principii vegetarian'/><title type='text'>McDonald`s, un pas inapoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Cand zici McDonald`s te gandesti la hamburger, cartofi prajiti, inghetata si multe altele; cel putin asta spunem noi. Bolivienii au zis yach la toate astea timp de 14 ani in ciuda eforturilor investite in campaniile de promovare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SP-XrqY4YYA/TxABSHjuF1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IqPwnZiCp3w/s1600/index.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SP-XrqY4YYA/TxABSHjuF1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IqPwnZiCp3w/s1600/index.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ultimele 8 restaurante ale lantului McDonald`s, si`au inchis usile, astfel Bolivia, devine prima tara pe care lantul de restaurante o paraseste infrant. Ne intrebam cum e posibil asa ceva? Atunci cand ai niste principii si nu vrei sa treci peste ele, in ciuda mediatizarii excesive, asta se intampla. Bolivienii au un stil de viata sanatos punand accent nu numai pe gust, ci si pe grija, igiena si timp de preparare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impactul deciziei de a ieşi de pe piaţa boliviană a fost atât de mare  asupra managerilor din departamentele de Creaţie şi Marketing, încât s-a  realizat un documentar care explică insuccesul McDonald's şi motivele  care îi determină pe bolivieni să prefere plăcintele şi nu hamburgerii:  "De ce a picat McDonald's în Bolivia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/ehdYBW7kDOU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehdYBW7kDOU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehdYBW7kDOU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3684709043450446632-4191049404924845519?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4191049404924845519/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mcdonalds-un-pas-inapoi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4191049404924845519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4191049404924845519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/mcdonalds-un-pas-inapoi.html' title='McDonald`s, un pas inapoi'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SP-XrqY4YYA/TxABSHjuF1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IqPwnZiCp3w/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-3060011070891395011</id><published>2012-01-12T14:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T14:47:30.443+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jurnalul national maniac ac intepatura politie'/><title type='text'>Panica in tramvaiul 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="left_cnt"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;#articol .left_cnt .art_text { padding: 0pt; }#articol .left_cnt .art_text .poza_mica { margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; display: inline; clear: left; }#articol .left_cnt .art_text .block { margin: 10px 10px 10px 0pt; display: inline; clear: left; }&lt;/style&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="art_text"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 84px;"&gt;&lt;div class="only_text" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz4zGqv-uIc/Tw7Rcknv7oI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5108h3cixkk/s1600/203047-bucures-ti-20120105-00064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz4zGqv-uIc/Tw7Rcknv7oI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5108h3cixkk/s200/203047-bucures-ti-20120105-00064.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Astazi, 5 ianurie 2012, in jurul orei  8:45, in tramvaiul 41 ce venea dinspre Billa Drumul Taberei spre  Lujerul, prietena mea a fost intepata cu un ac de o persoana inca  neidentificata", scrie un barbat pe nume Florin, pe reteaua de  socializare Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aceasta persoana a urcat in spatele ei, odata cu ea, la statia 41 de la  Billa DT iar apoi a simtit o intepatura tare in piciorul drept. Cand  s-a uita in spate era aceasta persoana care avea o basca in mana si a  aruncat-o intr-o punga pe care o detinea si apoi se chinuia sa arunce in  punga ceva ce parea lipit de podul palmei. Prietena era in stare de soc  si nu a realizat ce s-a intamplat exact, dar cand si-a dat seama a  reusit sa faca poze persoanei care s-a dat jos la statia Lujerului. Ea  apoi a coborat la statie Pod Ciurel de unde am luat-o eu cu masina. A  sunat la 112 si i s-a zis sa faca plangere la politie. Am mers la  Institutul de Boli Infectioase "Prof. Dr. Matei Bals" unde s-a constatat  intepatura (se vedea cu ochiul liber) i s-au recoltat probe pentru  analize de sange si i s-au facut cateva vaccine profilactice pentru ce  s-a putut. Acum, timp de 6 luni, trebuie sa mergem la analize si sa ne  rugam ca nu a fost nimic pe ac. Ce nu se poate vaccina e Hepatita C si  HIV", scrie Florin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florin spune ca in urma plangerii lor la Politia Capitalei si a postarii numarului de telefon, mai multe femei au sunat confirmand ca si ele au fost intepate de acel idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am fost la Politie sa depunem plangere si sa facem o identificare pe  baza unor poze, la programul de identificare, dar a ramas pentru  duminica, pentru ca aveau probleme tehnice. Am fost la spital, am facut  analize, au confirmat intepatura. Ne este frica de cel mai rau, ne  asteptam la orice. Omul asta cu asta pare sa se ocupe, cu abuzul  femeilor in mjloacele ce transport in comun. Am primit mai multe  telefoane in acest sens. Norocul nostru a fost ca a apucat sa-i faca  poze. Se pare ca locuieste pe undeva prin Drumul Taberei", a adaugat  Florin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cursul zilei de azi, din fericire, maniacul a fost prins. Se pare ca ar avea o problema doar cu femeile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Posibil simptom al unei tulburari de comportament antisocial. Faptul ca  are predilectie doar catre femei e posibil sa fi contractat o boala  virala, cu transmitere sexuala. Ca urmare a acestui lucru, si-a  dezvoltat aceasta tulburare de comporatament, care trebuie verificata de  un psiholog. Este posibil sa fi avut probleme cu legea sau sa fie un om  aparent linistit, vecinul tau. Conteaza foarte mult, in momentul in  care este prins, sa se faca investigatiile de rigoare. De asemenea, mai  poate exista posibilitatea ca respectivul sa intepe doar anumite femei",  potrivit unui psiholog, contactat de Jurnalul National. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Femeilor le ramane acum doar sa`si faca analizele si sa spere ca a fost o intepatura care a trecut si care nu va&amp;nbsp; avea urmari grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sursa: jurnalul national&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-3060011070891395011?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/3060011070891395011/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/panica-in-trambaiul-41.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3060011070891395011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3060011070891395011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/panica-in-trambaiul-41.html' title='Panica in tramvaiul 41'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz4zGqv-uIc/Tw7Rcknv7oI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5108h3cixkk/s72-c/203047-bucures-ti-20120105-00064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4265351509740896144</id><published>2012-01-10T14:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:13:10.097+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolnav anturaj situatie boala de inima raceala gastrita fumat bautura'/><title type='text'>Imbolnaviti.. de anturaj. Cinci situatii la care suntem expusi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Prietenul la nevoie se cunoste. O zicala pe care o stim cu totii. Se cunoaste mai ales atunci cand ne fumeaza in nas, ne sufla in gura, in loc sa sufle in fiola, ne tusesc in ochi de vedem ceata, ne indeamna sa nu stam nemancati si ne conving ca o shaorma cu de toate e foarte buna, si te enerveaza exact atunci cand esti pe marginea prapastiei. Dar haide sa le luam pe rand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) FUMATUL PASIV&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca exista om in lumea asta sa nu aiba amici, apropiati, sa nu mai zic prieteni, care sa nu fumeze. Nu de putine ori fumul de tigara te afecteaza mai mult pe tine, cel pasiv, decat pe fumacios. Poate iti amintesti cum ai inceput sa plangi din senin atunci cand un apropiat fuma langa tine. Plangeai nu pentru ca ai crescut si nu mai esti copil, ci pentru ca printre efectele resimtite imediat ale fumului de tigara se numara si iritarea ochilor pe langa tuse, stranut, dureri sau uscarea gatului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa fac Ojo? Sa renunt la&amp;nbsp; fumaciosii prieteni ai mei?&lt;br /&gt;SFAT: NU! Atata timp cat iti sunt prieteni, vor intelege ca tu nu fumezi. Astfel incat vor fuma in aer liber ori daca sunteti intr`o incinta, la geam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)ALCOOLISMUL "PASIV"&lt;br /&gt;Nu te mai mira! Exista si alcoolism "pasiv". Medicii spun ca, deşi nu poate fi vorba de efecte directe (vaporii de  alcool emanaţi nu au efecte asupra sanatatii), ca in cazul fumatului  pasiv, un anturaj in care se consuma băuturi alcoolice în exces poate  influenţa consumul ocazional de alcool.Adica ceva de gen: "hai ma, nu fii fraier. Ia o bere ca doar suntem aici in anturaj"! Fie ca bei, fie ca nu bei, aburii care plutesc in aer, vor pluti si in tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa fac Ojo? Sa renunt la alcoolicii prieteni ai mei?&lt;br /&gt;SFAT: NU! Atata timp cat iti sunt prieteni, vor intelege ca tu nu bei, deci nu te vor forta sa faci ceva ce tu nu vrei. Astfel incat vor bea suc de dragul tau. Nu s`a intamplat niciodata, nu? Ia gandeste`te!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)DIETA NESANATOASA&lt;br /&gt;Asta chiar e prea de tot. Ojo tu chiar esti cu capul? Dar care sunt bucuriile vietii tale daca nu ..sa mananci?&lt;br /&gt;Persoanele cu prieteni "mancaciosi" au tendinta de a adopta stilul acestora. Adica, daca eu ies in oras si mi se face pofta de un KFC, cu siguranta voi zice: "Moooaaamaa!!! Ce poftam am de KFC!! Hai sa mancam acolo"! Si ce sa vezi, vegetarianul nostru, sau cei care au probleme cu colesterolul nu vor zice nu. Vor veni de dragul anturajului, si vegetarianul va manca o salata vai mama ei, poate ii sare si un pui in tava, iar prietenul cu colesterol va zice: "Voi manca doar un pic de puiut, un pic de cartofiori prajiti, un pic de maionezuta, un pic de cola fff acidulata, ce un pic ..asta sa fie muuuulta ca de, nu mananc in fiecare zi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa fac Ojo? Sa renunt la "mancaciosii" prieteni ai mei?&lt;br /&gt;SFAT: NU! Daca ai probleme de alimentatie, si preferi sa lasi porcul sa umble pe strazi liber si nu`l vrei la tine in farfurie sau daca esti vegetarian, nu trece peste principiile tale sanatoase doar de dragul mancarii. Exista variante: ori manaci acasa si le zici ca va vedeti in parc, sau la un suc, ori mergeti undeva unde iti poti alege ceva pentru sanatatea ta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)BOLI INFECTIOASE&lt;br /&gt;Bolile respiratorii (răceala, gripa, bronşitele, tuberculoza) se transmit cel mai uşor pe calea aerului.Nu vorbim de celelate boli care se iau pe cale sexuala. Ti s`a intamplat sa`ti stranute un prieten in fata? Ooo da! Mai ales dupa ce tu ai facut baie deja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa fac Ojo? Sa renunt la bolnavii prieteni ai mei?&lt;br /&gt;SFAT: NU! Cel mai bine este ca prietenii cu bolile de mai sus, sa stea acasa si sa se te caute cand s`au facut bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)SUPARARILE REPETATE: GASTRITA, BOLILE DE INIMA&lt;br /&gt;Mereu am zis ca eu o sa mor la 40 ani (am aproape 23), de inima sau gastrita. Gastrita deja am, cu inima nu`mi este greu. Imagineaza`ti inima ca un zid cu caramizi. La fiecare suparare va cadea cate o caramida (iar la un tunami, vor cadea toate). De obicei spunem ca ne streseaza serviciul, si nu contest, da cade o caramida. Dar atunci cand te supara un prieten, cad doua! Anturajul bata`l vina! Nu zic sa nu te enervezi. Numai ca de multe ori le cautam si noi cu lumanarea, ca niste cercetasi care au ramas fara curent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa fac Ojo? Sa renunt la suparaciosii prieteni ai mei?&lt;br /&gt;SFAT: DA! (Glumeam). Normal ca nu. Mereu trebuie sa gasiti o cale de mijloc, mereu poti tu simplifica iar el amplifica, matematica asta. Iar daca unul din anturajul tau, nu vrea nici cum, inseamna ca este un egoist si jumatate si el deja are alt anturaj: el cu el!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te meriti intreg si sanatos. Anturajul este ca un pantof: mergi in mall, in vezi, iti place, te uiti la pret, il probezi, si daca iti vine il iei, daca nu, il lasi pentru urmatorul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu da banii pe prostii, ia sanatate la copii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4265351509740896144?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4265351509740896144/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/imbolnaviti-de-anturaj-cinci-situatii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4265351509740896144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4265351509740896144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2012/01/imbolnaviti-de-anturaj-cinci-situatii.html' title='Imbolnaviti.. de anturaj. Cinci situatii la care suntem expusi'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-7931509575222930751</id><published>2011-12-27T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:08:44.323+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuego colind mama cantare termopan think relax ojomek ojo gaga'/><title type='text'>Mamele sunt facute sa reziste, sa reziste ... sa reziste!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Vei zice initial: hei, te`ai inspirat dintr`o reclama. Ai dreptate, cea de la termopane. Numai ca eu nu le fac reclama lor, ca nu mi`au dat nici un ban. Eu vreau sa`i fac reclama mamei, pentru ca ea mi`a dat tot: viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/FdzvVHes6bo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdzvVHes6bo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdzvVHes6bo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ascultam acum o melodie si gandul mi s`a dus la mama. De cand eram mic imi amintesc cat de bucuroasa era la sarbatorile gen Paste si Craciun, cand erau copiii acasa si luam masa in familie. De cand au plecat dintre pui, masa a inceput sa ramana tot mai libera de sarbatori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce este in sufletul unei mame. Atata stiu: ca mamele au o calitat&lt;span id="goog_1360510076"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1360510077"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e imensa: sunt facute sa reziste, sa reziste, sa reziste. Oricat ai "da" in ele cu vorbe, cu crize de adolescent neinteles, cu faptele, cu rusinea, ele rezista.&lt;br /&gt;Pot fi cazute dar nu zdrobite.&lt;br /&gt;Cand zic mama, zic dorul de bine ... O adevarata Mara! Stie sa infrunte problemele cu capul sus!&lt;br /&gt;Mama, daca ar fi sa aleg dintre termopane si dumneata, te`as alege cu drag; rezisti mai mult ca termopanele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu cand zici mama, care este cuvantul care`ti vine in minte? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-7931509575222930751?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/7931509575222930751/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/mamele-sunt-facute-sa-reziste-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/7931509575222930751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/7931509575222930751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/mamele-sunt-facute-sa-reziste-sa.html' title='Mamele sunt facute sa reziste, sa reziste ... sa reziste!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-3153510593947945262</id><published>2011-12-10T00:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:03:03.672+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cantari pasare love hurt zambet despartire'/><title type='text'>Pasarea cantacioasa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In ultima vreme am observat ca se poata ....despartirile. Drept pentru care am luat atitudine. Am rasfoit sa vin in ajutor. Stiu ca de multe ori nu`ti gasesti cuvintele. Ti le gaseste ea, pasarea cantacioasa. Trimite`i link`ul persoanei cu care te`ai certat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pasarea cantacioasa: " Still loving you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/YAKX0ZzUtA8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAKX0ZzUtA8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAKX0ZzUtA8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3684709043450446632-3153510593947945262?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/3153510593947945262/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/pasarea-cantacioasa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3153510593947945262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3153510593947945262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/pasarea-cantacioasa.html' title='Pasarea cantacioasa!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-406071161423332006</id><published>2011-12-06T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T13:08:55.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Casatoria - pentru cine? Ep 3 (ultimul)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Si iaca toamna trecu` si ne aflam la ultimul episod "Casatoria - pentru cine" ?&lt;br /&gt;E adevarat ca n`am mai scris. M`am tot gandit care sa fie deznodamantul acestui subiect: sa fie happy ending (ca in filmele americane), sau sa fie sad ending (asa mai de criza). Cand ma apucam sa scriu parca nu mi se parea potrivita latura ..si o lasam balta. Acum scriu, deci exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca exist, inseamna ca mi s`a intamplat o ...intamplare. In metrou. Nu stiu cati dintre voi au avut sansa sa prinda in metrou 2 porumbei. Nu inaripate ci ...cu membre (si fara creier). Si care stau pe scaun (fata in fata cu lumea) si incep sa faca cifre cu limba reciproc, mai exact french kiss. Si cu un zgomot asurzitor. Daca mai vi si de la servici si esti obosit, ti se pune capac (cum mi s`a pus mie). Le`am explicat ca se afla intr`un transport public si nu suntem obligati cu totii sa ne uitam la ei ca la tv si sa le auzim ...zgomotele.&lt;br /&gt;Fetele, cum sar ele primele in toate, n`au facut exceptie nici acum. A sarit si a inceput sa`mi explice (adica tipand) netinand cont de lume din jur, ca e treaba lor ce fac si nu le dau eu sfaturi. Foarte calm (cum sunt de fiecare data, in prima faza), i`am explicat ca are perfecta dreptate ca e treaba lor ce fac; dar nu atata timp cat eu sunt privat de libertate. Libertatea de a avea un transport linistit atat vizual cat si auditiv. Prietenul ei incerca s`o linisteasca, ea si mai turbata era. I`am zis sa se aseze ca`i creste tensiunea (la mine incepea sa urce) si multe alte "sfaturi" care s`o inchida, ca la jocul FAZAN. Si am reusit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca de obicei nimeni nu intervenea. Suparata ca si`a gasit nasul (unul mai nebun ca ea) a renuntat, si la prima a coborat. Dupa razboi multi viteji se arata. A inceput si lumea sa sara, potrivindu`li`se expresia: "Adu`o moarta in mainile noastre sa vezi ce`i facem". M`au felicitat mai ceva ca pe un campion olimpic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa si? Vei zice. N`are nici o legatura cu subiectul: casatoria. Ba are:&lt;br /&gt;- cand sotul gandeste (chiar daca sotia n`o face), nu se vor saruta NICIODATA in metrou sau in RATB sau in oricare alte locatii unde perturba linistea vizuala si auditiva.&lt;br /&gt;-cand sotul gandeste (chiar daca sotia n`o face), nu o va lasa sa se certe cu nimeni, cand nu are dreptate. O va linisti numai decat.&lt;br /&gt;-cand sotia gandeste (chiar daca sotul n`o face), va intelege ca e treaba sotului sa intervina in probleme. Gaina face oua si cocosul face ordine. Exceptie facand problemele hormonale.Nu lua rolul celuilalt doar pentru ca el nu face nimic. Indeamna`l, sprijina`l sa`si dea seama si sa actioneze. Vorbesc atat pentru ea cat si pentru el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casatoria ....mierea dulce. Din contra, casatoria e amara ca pelinul la inceput. Depinde de tine daca la sfarsitul ei va fi dulce sau va ramane tot amara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casatoria e belea mare ....nu te poti juca cu asa ceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SFARSIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-406071161423332006?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/406071161423332006/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-3-ultimul.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/406071161423332006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/406071161423332006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/12/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-3-ultimul.html' title='Casatoria - pentru cine? Ep 3 (ultimul)'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6817975358785288414</id><published>2011-11-18T12:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T00:26:14.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Casatoria -  pentru cine? Ep 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Continuam serialul nostru despre casatorie. Sa aflam cine sunt cei predispusi: copiii si tinerii pana in 30 ani. Ei sunt cei mai atacati. Sunt cazuri exceptionale cand cei peste 30 de ani se insoara, dar rare cazurile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duminica intr`o dimineata cu soare (cel putin in Giulesti) sunt asaltat de o tanti (bine ca o cunosteam ca altfel ziceam ca are probleme). Imi zice: Ojo, am ceva pentru tine. Bucuros ca un caine care asteapta sa primeasca osul mult dorit pentru ca a fost cuminte, dau din cap in semn ca astept. Imi zice ca are o fata pentru mine.Brusc, lumea mi se prabuseste, la fel si ...osul.&amp;nbsp; Mi`am imaginat scena dintr`un film cu "pesti" cand se intalnesc cu clientii si zic: "Hei tu, am o fata pentru tine, vrei? Chiar daca e second second second second ....second hand". M`am trezit din filmul meu si am realizat ca inca eram in Giulesti cu tanti aia in ziua aia asa insorita care asa credeam ca va ramane. Sa aflu pana la urma ca fata pe care o avea pentru mine era nepoata ei de 19 ani, originara din America (cu acte`n regula cum zicea tanti). Gura nu i se oprea ca o mama care isi lauda fata:&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp; si are si bani ca parintii ei nu stiu ce sunt, si ca are si casa in Bucuresti si ca are o ditamai casa in America. Ca a intrat la cea mai buna facultate din America. Ca parintii o vor ajuta sa fie fata de cariera. Ca are o super masina".&lt;br /&gt;Nu se mai opreau laudele. Imi venea s`o opresc si sa`i zic: Hello !!! bine tanti, o intrebare ...are toatea astea, f bine, dar minte, minte are?&lt;br /&gt;A da, curios sa afli ce i`am raspuns. O s`o luam altfel si o sa intuiesti raspunsul fara ajutorul meu.&lt;br /&gt;- imi place ca daca am bani, sa am banii mei, munciti de mine, nu de mama si de tata (aia nu sunt ai mei)&lt;br /&gt;- daca am casa in Bucuresti si America, sa fie casa trecuta pe numele meu nu pe al mamei si al tatalui (aia nu e casa mea)&lt;br /&gt;- imi place sa intru la cea mai buna facultate daca tata nu intervine si se duce sa`l mai intrebe pe rector de "sanatate" (ala nu e meritul meu)&lt;br /&gt;- daca parintii ma vor "ajuta" sa`mi fac o cariera, aia nu se mai numeste cariera, ci "sustinere". Nu te ajuta sa`ti faci o cariera dandu`ti o masina, o casa si firma lor. Si intre timp esti fata tati&amp;nbsp;care duce firma in faliment dar ce conteaza, a incercat fata sa fie de cariera (paguba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decat sa ma insor cu o ....d`asta, mai bine mananc mamaliga cu branza toata viata. N`am nevoie de masina, de casa, de bani, de faima si apoi sa`mi strige toata viata: " daca nu eram eu si acum mancai mamaliga cu branza".&lt;br /&gt;Ei nu zau? Stii ceva fata? Chiar imi place mamaliga cu branza. Intoarce`te la jamboanele tale nefericite si lasa`ma pe mine sa`mi mananc mamaliga linistit si fericit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casatoria e belea mare ...nu te poti juca cu asa ceva ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfarsitul episodului 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va urma .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6817975358785288414?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6817975358785288414/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-2.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6817975358785288414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6817975358785288414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-2.html' title='Casatoria -  pentru cine? Ep 2'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-662492318973098175</id><published>2011-11-14T14:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T14:41:03.444+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Casatoria -  pentru cine? Ep 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Casatorie ...ce cuvant minunat. Mai ales pentru domnisoare. Care dintre voi nu viseaza ziua aceea cand va imbraca rochia de mireasa, cand se va simti pentru prima data fara cusur. Oglinda bat`o vina!&lt;br /&gt;O vorba din popor zice: Biserica e pentru babe. Bun, daca este pentru babe biserica, casatoria pentru cine e?&lt;br /&gt;Tinand cont ca la biserica babele vin in proportie mare, iar daca incepem sa numaram casatoriile incep sa scada dramatic. E ceva daca ajungi sa te casatoresti si esti cineva daca o casnicie rezista mai mult de 5 ani.&lt;br /&gt;Pana la urma, unde e buba? "Nu ne potriveam" e prima scuza pe care o baga toti ...ete vrajeala; nu te potriveai daca te cuplai cu o vaca sau cu un cimpanzeu (sau cine stie?). Deja jumatate dintre voi ati renuntat sa mai cititi. nu va condamn dar nici nu va aplaud! Ca sa reziste o casnicie, trebuie sa inveti sa lasi de la tine. Daca suntem cu totii chitrosi, normal ca nu ne potrivim. Casatoria nu mai e la moda, dar ne inmultim mai repede decat iepurii. Ciudat, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Care o fi scopul casatoriei atunci daca nu facerea de copii? Ca pana la urma sunt doar niste amarate de acte; au mai si taiat un pom pentru hartiile alea. Le facem ca sa castigam si noi jumatate din averea celuilalt? Le facem pentru ca vrem sa avem si noi o zi cand vom fi in centrul atentiei? Mai nou am auzit ca e o afacere: dai sfara in tara ca urmeaza nunta ta, oamenii strang banii, ti`i dau la nunta si peste cateva saptamani divortezi. Si uite asa devii bogata. Fa un calcul: cam 3 nunti pe an, fraieresti invitatii sotului ca ai tai deja nu mai vin, iti raman sa zicem MINIM 5000 E. Si uite asa intr`un an strangi minim 15 000 E. Aviz celor care vreti sa aveti propria voastra afacere. Muncesti doar o saptamana inainte ..deci cam 3 saptamani pe an, si iei 15 000 E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casatoria e belea mare ...nu te poti juca cu asa ceva ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfarsitul episodului 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Va urma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-662492318973098175?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/662492318973098175/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/662492318973098175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/662492318973098175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/casatoria-pentru-cine-ep-1.html' title='Casatoria -  pentru cine? Ep 1'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1903196542726827397</id><published>2011-11-10T13:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T13:23:31.569+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Papagalul si magicianul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Intr-o croaziera de lux eu plecat mai multi oameni, printre care si un magician. In prima seara si`a facut numarul de magie, iar dupa ce a terminat toti de pe vas l`au apaudat indelung. In a doua seara la fel ca si in a treia. In a patra zi, capitanul vasului avea un papagal si s`a gandit ca magicianul e cel mai potrivit sa aibe grija de el cateva ore. Luandul la el in camera, magicianul a inceput sa`si exerseze numarul de magie pentru diseara. Papagalul a bagat la cap. A sosit seara, magicianul in fata oamenilor isi face numarul de magie. In timp ce era apaudat papagalul incepe sa povesteasca tuturor exclamand: " M`am prins, m`am prins. Nu esti bun de nimic".&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cateva momente, vasul intra intr`un iceberg si se scufunda. Pe o bucata de lemn pluteau numai magicianul si papagalul. Nici in ochi nu se priveau. Daca ar mai fi avut putere cu siguranta magicianul l`ar fi sugrumat pe papagal. La un moment dat, papagalul exclama catre magician: " Bine, gata, gata, nu mai suport! Ma dau batut !! Spune`mi acum te rog, unde ai ascuns vasul "? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1903196542726827397?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1903196542726827397/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/papagalul-si-magicianul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1903196542726827397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1903196542726827397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/papagalul-si-magicianul.html' title='Papagalul si magicianul'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-2065640025586056527</id><published>2011-11-05T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:01:44.171+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai de noi ce`am ajuns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Criza, criza si iar criza. Oamenii sunt dati afara cu miile. Tot mai multi raman someri. Si cand stam sa ne gandim la vremurile de glorie 2007-2008 cand erau unii si cu 3 job`uri ...iar acum sufla frunza. Ce m`a suprins este faptul ca inainte de criza toti se laudau cu ultimele achizitii: masini, case, telefoane, iPod`uri, rachete si mai stiu eu ce; si toti exclamau (spre bucuria laudatorului): Moaaaaaaaaa. Vremurile au trecut iar lumea nu se mai lauda cu cele enumerate mai sus ci cu ....serviciul. Da ai auzit (ok, ai citit) bine, cu serviciul. Daca ai un job in zilele noastre toti zic: Mooaaaaa, ce tare esti.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daca nu`si gasesc de lucru cei cu experienta, mai avem sperante la bietii studenti? Cand am intrat la facultate in anul 1, profesorii au intrebat: Munceste cineva? Cateva maini firave s`au inaltat; firave cu gandul ca profii vor pune ochii pe ei ca de, vin examenele. La sfarsitul cursului studentii mai mai sa`i aplaude pe cei cativa care aveau un loc de munca. Bineinteles ca intrebarea daca mai sunt locuri disponibile a rasarit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu mi`e dor de Ceausescu cand te lua de pe strada si erai fortat sa muncesti ...ci mi`e dor de omenie, respect, intelegere, bucurie, suflet, ajutorare .. mi`e dor de oameni ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-2065640025586056527?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/2065640025586056527/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/vai-de-noi-ceam-ajuns.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/2065640025586056527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/2065640025586056527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/11/vai-de-noi-ceam-ajuns.html' title='Vai de noi ce`am ajuns!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-5315236210951984879</id><published>2011-07-14T14:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T09:37:51.744+03:00</updated><title type='text'>3 pasi inainte si 1 inapoi</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Cred ca una dintre meseriile care mi`ar fi placut in lumea asta, ar fi fost cea de hingher ...de oameni. Ce nu exista? Nici eu nu stiu, dar tare mi`as dori sa existe ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigur ti s`a intamplat macar o data in viata sa iesi din casa ta si sa fii latrat de un 4ped doar pentru ca ...ai trecut pe langa el, prin teritoriul lui. Unii tipa (de frica), altii urla (sa`i sperie) iar altii (cum e si cazul meu) ii alearga pana obosesc. Si saracii tot scherlaie chiar daca tu te`ai oprit din alergat. Dupa ce vad ei ca te`ai oprit iar fac 3 pasi inainte si unu inapoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum stam insa cu oamenii? Suntem si noi 4pede? Avem 4 picioare? Nu, avem 2 cu care scriem si 2 cu care mergem, deci putem face o oarecare asemanare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cati oameni te`au "latrat"? Si cand te`ai facut odata spre ei au fugit mai repede decat un caine cu coada intre picioare. Numai gura este de ei ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne`am invatat sa comentam, sa avem MEREU ceva de zis (ultimul cuvant), sa nu lasam omul sa respire, mereu trebuie sa le stim noi pe toate si daca ar fi posibil am vrea sa fim mai ceva ca Dumnezeu. Dar nu se poate oameni buni. Dumnezeu e Dumnezeu iar tu esti un biet amarat pe care l`a lasat in viata ...ce`ar fii sa`I lasam lui Dumnezeu treaba de a vorbi si sa nu`I mai facem treaba daca nu are aceasta intentie. Nu`ti cere ajutorul si hop top esti primul care`si da cu parerea. Te`ai gandit ca poate esti invizibil pentru cei din jurul tau? Te mai si strofoci sa vorbesti...si cateodata cine tot vorbeste asa mult de cele mai multe ori el o pateste ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa dar, inainte sa faci 3 pasi&amp;nbsp; inainte, gandeste`te daca ai posibilitatea sa faci 1 inapoi ...(atat de putin si totusi atat de mult ...incat te poate costa scump)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-5315236210951984879?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/5315236210951984879/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-pasi-inainte-si-1-inapoi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5315236210951984879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5315236210951984879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-pasi-inainte-si-1-inapoi.html' title='3 pasi inainte si 1 inapoi'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4456838934484831691</id><published>2011-07-02T18:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T18:23:48.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax and learn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mr6cRNSKwCk/Tg80iRgSnaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1Z3gaIZoo/s1600/DSCF7152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mr6cRNSKwCk/Tg80iRgSnaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1Z3gaIZoo/s320/DSCF7152.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Relaxeaza`te si invata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam in halul asta a iesit o pasca pe care am asteptat`o cam ...vreo ...6 ani.&lt;br /&gt;-Mama, fa pasca d`aia buna!!! (asta cam&amp;nbsp; prin 2005)&lt;br /&gt;- Ce pasca ma? Ca aia de anul trecut nu ti`a placut ...&lt;br /&gt;- Pai aia era arsa ...era naspa ...yach&lt;br /&gt;- Auz`, daca nu`ti place cum o fac, fa`ti`o singur si lasa`ma pe mine in pace !!!&lt;br /&gt;- Bine ....ai vrut`o !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si iata ca a venit si Pastele ..era data cand puteam sa`i arat talentul meu de ....pofticios! Si iaca asa am luat:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pt coca:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_sub"&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bS58JqIfWbs/Tg80ldu9cPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3rCbsuVX2a0/s1600/DSCF7153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bS58JqIfWbs/Tg80ldu9cPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3rCbsuVX2a0/s320/DSCF7153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;500 kg &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;faina ( sau mai multa ...dar la sf vezi exact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;2 lingurite rase (7 g) &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;drojdie&lt;/span&gt; „fast rise” sau 2,5 lingurite rase (8 g) &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;drojdie uscata&lt;/span&gt; sau 25 g de &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;drojdie proaspata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;150 g &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;zahar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;&lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;coaja&lt;/span&gt; de la jumatate de &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;lamaie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;2 &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;galbenusuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;2 &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;albusuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;200 ml &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;lapte&lt;/span&gt; rece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;&lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;esenta de rom (dupa gust ...adica CAT MAI MULTA !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;1/2–1 lingurita &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;esenta de vanilie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;100–125 g &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;margarina ( eu pun unt de masa ...margarina o face naspa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pt umplutura&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;500 g &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;branza de vaci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_sub"&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;3-4 &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;oua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;125 g &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;zahar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;100 g &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;stafide ( dar baga mai multe, sa se simta ca mananci pasca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;3 pliculete &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;zahar vanilat&lt;/span&gt; sau &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;esenta de vanilie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingr_line"&gt;&lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;coaja&lt;/span&gt; de la jumatate de &lt;span class="ingr_ref"&gt;lamaie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; .........si m`am apucat de pasca. Dupa ce a stat la cuptor vreo 2 ore la foc mediu ...a iesit ceva ceva ...am zis ca va trebui sa`i fac pe invitati sa manance cu drag si sa zambeasca! Am reusit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Nu pot decat sa-ti urez si tie, POFTA BUNA! (chiar a fost buna, crede`ma ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4456838934484831691?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4456838934484831691/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/07/relax-and-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4456838934484831691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4456838934484831691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/07/relax-and-learn.html' title='Relax and learn!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mr6cRNSKwCk/Tg80iRgSnaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1Z3gaIZoo/s72-c/DSCF7152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4627875915688192641</id><published>2011-06-28T18:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:37:26.781+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa taci!</title><content type='html'>Stau si ma gandesc ce`ar fi lumea asta daca pentru o zi, nu mai multe, sa ne ia Dumnezeu graiul. TOTI sa taca ...Presedintele, Inna, prietenii, si chiar tu. Sa se faca liniste o zi ...am pretui mai mult cuvintele? Am stii sa vorbim atunci cand trebuie si sa tacem atunci cand trebuie sau nu ne`am invata minte pentru ca suntem un neam de incapatanati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce ne place sa doboram pe cel de langa noi ...de ce ne place sa`l ucidem? De ce nu ne place armonia de vorbe asa cum ii place unui dirijor armonia vocilor in cor? De ce vorbim doar ca sa vorbim? Vorba atrage atentia! Asta e clar! Dar stii sa vorbesti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorba face bine si face rau! Poti fi un doctor al vorbelor sau un ucigas in serie al vorbelor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M`am saturat de oameni invidiosi ..nu se bucura de bucuria altora ..ingamfati ..de`ar fii sa cada gura celui ce ucide cu vorba, ar cadea ca ploaia torentiala de vara ..si la ce folos daca nu constientizezi ca poti face si bine cu ea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Taci cand n`ai ce vorbi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4627875915688192641?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4627875915688192641/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/06/sa-taci.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4627875915688192641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4627875915688192641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2011/06/sa-taci.html' title='Sa taci!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-8450261730577117582</id><published>2010-12-30T13:40:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T15:05:58.485+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragoste la prima vedere - adevăr sau ficţiune</title><content type='html'>"M`am indrăgostit la prima vedere" - o afirmaţie tot mai intâlnită în popor. Să fie adevărată? Chiar te poţi îndrăgosti la "prima vedere"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sincer nu cred în dragoste la prima vedere. Auci, STAI NU DA !!!!! S`o luăm logic ...&lt;br /&gt;N`ar suna mai bine: "Atracţie la prima vedere"? Să nu fim ipocriţi ..Când te întâlneşti cu o persoană, prima dată la ea nu zăreşti: sufletul sau caracterul. O vezi, o placi sau nu. Te uiţi cum este îmbracat(ă), te uiţi cât este de aranjat(ă), te uiţi la ochi (albastri sau nu :)) ), te uiţi să vezi dacă a auzit de pilă (pentru unghii), miroşi să vezi ce săpun foloseste .... asta ţi se pare dragoste sau atracţie? Nu cred că te`ai îndrăgosti de Moş Martin de la etj 5 doar că are suflet bun ...sau de Fane Spoitoru` care suflă în pungă, doar pentru că are un caracter super; să nu fim ipocriţi ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stau şi mă gândesc când m`am "îndrogostit eu la prima vedere acum ceva timp ...eheeeee... că pe vremea mea nu era aşa cum e acum ...mai nou am mai auzit că "trebuie să existe o chimie între noi"  ....Nu zău ..ce chimie??? Deja mă gândesc la profa de mate măritată cu profu` de mate. Ea îi zice lui: "Auzi dragule, nu ţi se pare că trebuie să existe o chimie între noi ca să mearga relaţia"? şi puff ....apare profa de chimie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce atâta chimie? Ce atâta matematică? Ce atâta geografie? (Româna n`o bag că aia chiar trebuie :P sa ştii să vorbeşti). Nu`ţi trebuie chimie, conexiunile protonilor se fac ele singure pe parcurs dacă este cazul); în dragoste matematica e simplă: 1+1=1 (este singura relaţie pe care trebuie să ţi`o aminteşti); Geografia/zona geografică: Trebuie să ştii că iei metroul până la Eroii Revoluţiei şi aştepţi acolo să vină jumătatea (nu trebuie să ştii că Damboviţa trece prin Bucureşti).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cazul meu, "Dragostea la prima vedere" trebuie să vina insoţită şi de telepatie. Deja mă consideri un paranormal care intră în absolut cu Bivolaru? :)) Hai să explic ce inseamnă telepatie pentru mine: să i`au telefonul în mână, să scriu un sms, apas "send" şi în secunda următoare să primesc un sms cu textul: (eeee ce curios esti :P:P nu iti zic ce scrie) de la persoana căreia eu i`am trimis sms`ul ... Sau alt exemplu: Să mergi la covrigărie şi în aceeaşi secunda amandoi să ziceti: "covrigi cu stafide mai aveţi"? Asta e telepatia pentru mine ...să simtă ce simt eu ...şi invers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea e frumoasă dacă nimereşti persoana potrivită ....daca nu, indicat este să stai singur.. nu se merită să`ţi complici viaţa inutil şi să suferi inutil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Când eram copil, gândeam ca un copil, simţeam ca un copil ....acum am crescut mare şi am lepădat ce era copilăresc".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fii liber sa te îndragosteşti cu cap! Fii liber să iubeşti cu cap !!!&lt;br /&gt;Alege să iubeşti şi iubeşte ce ai ales!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-8450261730577117582?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/8450261730577117582/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/12/dragoste-la-prima-vedere-adevar-sau.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8450261730577117582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8450261730577117582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/12/dragoste-la-prima-vedere-adevar-sau.html' title='Dragoste la prima vedere - adevăr sau ficţiune'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-3319814589861062666</id><published>2010-12-21T11:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:24:22.928+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Normalitate sau nu?</title><content type='html'>V`ati pus intrebarea: cat va mai rezista pamantul daca natalitatea este in crestere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Este imposibil sa dai o cifra exacta; chiar in momentul asta cand eu stiu acest mesaj, se nasc mii de oameni si mor alte sute ...insa se estimeaza ca sunt aprox 7 miliarde de oameni ... si mai mult de 1 miliard NUMAI in China, unde se inmultesc ca iepurii, necontrolat ...&lt;br /&gt;             Stau si ma gandesc, daca acum pamantului ii este greu sa hraneasca 7 miliarde de oameni ( deja au inceput sa foloseasca si desertul in agricultura) , cum ii va fi in 2050 cand se estimeaza ca vor fi cca 9 miliarde de oameni (banuiesc ca atunci China va avea cca 2 miliarde de oameni iar Romania sub 10 milioane ....&lt;br /&gt;             Sa nu se inteleaga ca sunt impotriva natalitatii ...departe de mine ...sunt pro natalitate, insa cu cap ...de ce unii sa aiba 15 copii si sa`i dea la casa de copii ca n`au cu ce sa`i creasca iar altii sa aiba doar 1-2 copii ... &lt;br /&gt;             Si plus de asta ...daca suntem prea multi, nu mai am eu loc de ei si va exista competitie mai mare in cautarea unui job ...deja ma vad alergand dupa singura lada de portocale, coada de la iaurt si lapte de pe vremea raposatului Ceausescu ( ca banuiesc ca nu`s singurul care moare dupa portocale si lactate) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-3319814589861062666?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/3319814589861062666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/12/normalitate-sau-nu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3319814589861062666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/3319814589861062666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/12/normalitate-sau-nu.html' title='Normalitate sau nu?'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-8465465430754281324</id><published>2010-10-11T00:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:45:47.139+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leac - sa nu`ti mai puta gura a usturoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="FR"&gt;Altii renunta la usturoi motivul fiind unul ..banal poate :ca se vad cu prietenii si ..de ..trebuie sa comunice …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;" lang="FR"&gt;M`am tot intrebat cum le`as putea veni in ajutor.Am intrebat in stanga si`n dreapta.Dupa lungi cautari, am gasit si un leac ca sa nu`ti mai puta gura a usturoi : mananci ceapa dupa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-8465465430754281324?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/8465465430754281324/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/10/leac-sa-nuti-mai-puta-gura-usturoi.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8465465430754281324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8465465430754281324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/10/leac-sa-nuti-mai-puta-gura-usturoi.html' title='Leac - sa nu`ti mai puta gura a usturoi'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1221571448991863867</id><published>2010-08-25T23:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:17:43.144+02:00</updated><title type='text'>N`ai sa`mi dai ?</title><content type='html'>Totul se petrece in Gara de Nord , Bucuresti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nu te supara, am ramas fara bani si`mi mai trebuie 1 leu sa`mi i`au bilet si nu`mi da bilet fara 1 leu; te rog ajuta`ma".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recunoaste`ti fraza? Leu cu leu se face suta si poate au si ei sa`si ia o bere ...aaa pardon, un bilet ca pt asta au cerut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi ma indreptam spre Izvor, de la Unirii, si ma abordeaza o fatuca care credea ca are sanse la mine. Prima data se face ca e racita si nu poate sa vorbeasca tare ...ca sa ma apropii mai mult si incepe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Scuze, de obicei nu fac asta, dar de dimineata mi`au furat actele masinii cu tot cu ea.Am ramas singura si la politie mi`au zis sa astept 24 ore.Sunt din galati si nu mai am nici un ban si trebuie sa ajung acasa ...am facut rost de o masina dar n`am bani de benzina ...daca ai putea te rog sa`mi dai 10 litri de benzina sa ajung pana la galati".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupem firu un pic ...sa analizam ...in primu rand 10 litri .... 1 litru de benzina =4.39 RON x 10=43.90.... fata de 1 leu cat cereau in gara ...da`o`ncolo de treaba ...criza, criza dar nici chiar asa .... Bineinteles ca am refuzat`o frumos, iar ea ca domnisoara ce e, mai sa lesine cand a auzit ca raspunsul e negativ ...apoi a zis acele cuvinte care ar trebui sa te induioseze " Aoleoo , nu se poate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandeam la un moment dat sa`i zic ca in seara asta plec spre Galati, daca vrea s`o duc spre casa .... crezi ca ar fi vrut ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1221571448991863867?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1221571448991863867/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/08/nai-sami-dai.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1221571448991863867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1221571448991863867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/08/nai-sami-dai.html' title='N`ai sa`mi dai ?'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-5415831885437182035</id><published>2010-06-05T01:17:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:57:06.897+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DETEST</title><content type='html'>Nu ştiu alţii cum sunt, dar eu, când mă gândesc la locul naşterii mele, la casa părintească din Humuleşti, la stâlpul hornului unde lega mama o şfară cu motocei la capăt, de crăpau mâţele jucându-se cu ei, la prichiciul vetrei cel humuit, de care mă ţineam când începusem a merge ....STOP! Parca trebuia sa ma caracterizez pe mine ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu altii cum sunt...dar eu detest intrebarea ..."CE FACI"? De ce ? pt ca a devenit o banalitate ...o pui doar ca asa se pune ...si in 95% din cazuri se raspunde cu cuvant pe masura "BINE". Ia`o altfel daca vrei sa vorbesc ....si ..nu vorbesc vorbe doar sa ma aflu in treaba ...ci pt ca simt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu altii cum sunt...dar eu detest sa se scuze omul de multe ori.Ex(banal): "Iarta`ma ca te`am deranjat ....si...scuze ca te`am deranjat.....te rog ca nu te superi ca te`am deranjat......si ...DA DA STIU, vrei sa nu ma agit ca m`ai deranjat:tocmai ai facut`o:CONCLUZIA:Daca am inceput o discutie cu tine, nu ma deranjezi.Cand simt ca ai intrecut limita, trag clopotul SINGUR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu altii cum sunt...dar eu detest sa vorbesc la telefon ore in sir.Rolul telefonului:"Sal fratie,(salut), ne intalnim la 6:30 la Spring , (e ok, ne vedem acolo).PA" ....si se vorbeste live...restu(PS: asta pt cei cu care te poti intalni).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu altii cum sunt...dar eu detest:&lt;br /&gt;-mancarea care nu`i aranjata in farfurie si e aruncata ca la cantina, asa cu scarba&lt;br /&gt;- sa mananc singur(de fapt...nu mananc singur)&lt;br /&gt;-caldura(vara in general)&lt;br /&gt;-sa tipe cineva la mine&lt;br /&gt;-sa incep eu primu rola de hartie igienica&lt;br /&gt;-sa spal vase / rufe&lt;br /&gt;-sa nu am dreptate :))&lt;br /&gt;- sa stau inchis in casa&lt;br /&gt;- sa fiu blonav si sa ma uit pe geam cum se diXtreaza altii(imi fac in ciuda)&lt;br /&gt;-sa mi se faca "suprize curioase"(ceva de genul:ti`am cumparat ceva dar nu`ti zic ce pt ca este o.....SURPRIZA......: )&lt;br /&gt;-cand mi se fura din spatiu&lt;br /&gt;-sa`si puna lumea incredere/baza in mine&lt;br /&gt;-cand sunt comparat cu altii (app ...eu sunt eu)&lt;br /&gt;-sa fiu barfit pe la spate.Barfeste`ma in faţa&lt;br /&gt;-sa fiu fortat sa fac un lucru&lt;br /&gt;-sa fiu fortat sa iubesc&lt;br /&gt;-sa se stie cand e ziua mea&lt;br /&gt;-sa fac mancare NUMAI pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;-cand faci pe victima desi nu esti(daca continui voi avea eu grija sa fii ce`ti doresti ...joke..sau nu? :D )&lt;br /&gt;-sa nu mananc inghetata iarna&lt;br /&gt;-sa nu rad&lt;br /&gt;-cand cineva zice "Saracutu de el" ....Nu mila!&lt;br /&gt;-cand persisti in ceva ce`ti dau de inteles ca nu`mi place&lt;br /&gt;-sa fac baie (eee glumesc:P)&lt;br /&gt;-sa ma alinte "Puiu" "Gogosica" "Honney" "Iepuras" "Gugustiuc" "Patlagea" sau ce mai stiti voi.&lt;br /&gt;-manelele(ca am vazut ca genul de muzica e un subiect controversat)&lt;br /&gt;-sa curat marul/portocala de coaja(le mananc decojite)&lt;br /&gt;-sa se rada de mine dar fara mine&lt;br /&gt;-cand ma urzic&lt;br /&gt;        (va urma-mereu cand imi voi mai aminti cate una)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Aceasta postare este un pamflet si trebuie tratata ca atare.Dar e adevarata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-5415831885437182035?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/5415831885437182035/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/06/detest.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5415831885437182035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5415831885437182035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/06/detest.html' title='DETEST'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4429179778855285706</id><published>2010-04-21T15:11:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:06:56.335+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Old Woman" is coming back</title><content type='html'>Daca acum cateva luni nu aveam nimic cu ei(cu cei old ), ma rog la Dumnezeu sa nu ajung sa traiesc mai mult de 40, hai 50 ani ....vad ca este ingrozitor !!!Dupa faza ce s`a intamplat in 96 ...Am inteles ca zilnic se intampla tot felul de faze si asa trebuie sa mai schimb mijlocul de transport.O sa merg si cu 385,226,139 ... O alta faza ..amuzanta pentru mine,pentru tine care citesti, insa nu pentru protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Pe langa Piata Rahova,trece un vesnic tramvai: 32.Zilnic, zeci de oameni circula pe ruta Piata Rahova-Unirii.Daca nu exagerez, cam jumatate din ei sunt ...old.Stau si ma gandesc, cand toata lumea se trezeste sa mearga la munca dimineata, ce fac cei batrani? Unde se duc sa se plimbe? In fine ...nu e treaba mea; continui ....un baiat(saracu)vorbeste si el la telefon cu prietena lui.Din conversatia pe care o avea, el trebuia sa ajunga pe la universitate.O batranica era ochi si urechi la el.Iata discutia dintre el si prietena lui(eu eram langa el si o auzeam si pe ea ce vorbea la telefon):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ea:-"Unde esti? Sunt la Universitate si te astept ....."&lt;br /&gt;el:-"Puiu, mai am o statie si ajung la Unirii ..."(tineti cont ca noi eram la Chirigii ...asta inseamna ca pana la unirii mai erau ...3 statii)&lt;br /&gt;ea:-"grabeste`te ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Cand a auzit old woman ca baiatu` nu stie ca pana la Unirii mai sunt 3 statii, a inceput sa`l avertizeze...&lt;br /&gt;-"Aici suntem la Chirigii ...nu esti la Unirii.Mai ai 3 statii ....".El ii facea semne disperate sa taca.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi la telefon fata zice:&lt;br /&gt;-"Cine zice acolo ca sunteti la Chirigii"?&lt;br /&gt;-"O tanti pe aici ...nu stie ca am trecut de Chirigii de mult" spune baiatul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand a auzit old woman , si mai revoltata:&lt;br /&gt;-"Baiatu`, aici nu e Unirii, suntem la Chirigii.Nu esti din Bucuresti, asa`i? Saracu baiat ...s`a ratacit" spunand old woman cu parere de rau;&lt;br /&gt;- "lasa ca eu tot la unirii cobor, dar mai sunt 3 statii.Te anunt eu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles ca prietena lui s`a prins ca a mintit`o ...a urmat un ton ridicat al vocii la telefon(niste cuvinte pe care nu le pot scrie aici ...n`am butoanele) urmat apoi de o "convorbire inchisa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suparat baiatu incepe:&lt;br /&gt;-"Ce`ai mamaie? Ce te bagi peste mine? Nu ai vazut ca vorbeam la telefon?"&lt;br /&gt;-"Dar" ....incearca ea in zadar sa`i explice gestul .&lt;br /&gt;-"Ce dar? acum iar trebuie sa ma duc sa`i cumpar un cadou s`o impac ca e suparata pe mine.Crezi ca eu sunt atat de prost sa nu stiu unde ma aflu"? raspunde baitul manios.&lt;br /&gt;-"Credeam ca nu esti din Bucuresti.Vroiam sa te ajut" incerca old woman sa se scoata.&lt;br /&gt;-"Cand ma mai vezi data viitoare, sa nu ma mai ajuti, ca m`ai ajutat destul" termina baiatul conversatia si "avansand mai in fata"(ca am vazut ca asa se zice cand sta toata lumea buluc in usa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Morala ....daca vedeti pe cineva ca vorbeste la telefon si nu stie pe unde este, nu`l ajutati; s`ar putea sa`l ajutati mai mult decat e cazul ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4429179778855285706?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4429179778855285706/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-woman-is-coming-back.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4429179778855285706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4429179778855285706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-woman-is-coming-back.html' title='&quot;Old Woman&quot; is coming back'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-761375867702359987</id><published>2010-04-15T21:15:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:38:30.940+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Old woman si tineretul din ziua de azi</title><content type='html'>7.00-ma trezesc, cu un singur tel in minte : sa mai dorm putin.Facultate ....? Prea dimineata ...fac un efort si ma si ridic din pat.Ma "igienizez" (cum spunea un mare clasic :D ) apoi plec spre locul unde`mi voi petrece minim 2 ore, maxim 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Vesnicul 96.In statie cam multa lume ...printre care si o babuta/batranica/femeie mai in varsta/domnisoara batrana(ca am obs ca fiecare "old woman" are placerea ei , vrea s`o strigi cum vrea).Aceasta old woman(hai sa`i zic asa :D ) mai avea si un baston(saracuta) si se misca de ziceai : "saraca" ...Intr`un final se zareste 96.Opreste in statie.Cine credeti ca ridica bastonul si incepe sa sara cate 2 trepte doar doar sa ajunga la singurul loc liber:exact ..old woman.Vazand scaunul femeia se repezi mai ceva ca un caine infometat la os, sa se aseze pe scaunul disponibil.O fata o opreste si o trage de mana.Old woman incepe si tipa:"LASA`MA!!! Sunt in varsta ...pic de respect pt oamenii mai in varsta? Tineretu asta ....".Un tip se uita la ea ...apoi la scaun ...si incearca sa vorbeasca si el ...old woman insa ..."Ce aveti voi, tinerii, cu batranii, lasa`ti`ma sa stau jos"; "dar" ...incearca el in zadar s`o convinga pe mamaie ca nu tre sa se aseze ...fara alte comentarii old woman se aseaza pe scaun fara sa se uite inainte ...pe scaun era ... o mizerie(ca sa nu spun voma).Paltonul batranelei se facu ...alta culoare ..."tinerii din ziua de azi" n`au mai comentat nimic...au lasat`o sa zaca in ...scaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`am pus o intrebare mica ...de ce trebuie sa asculte numai tinerii de cei batrani si..nu si invers? INTOTDEAUNA neascultarea se plateste ...(pozitiv sau negativ).In cazul de fata ..negativ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfatul meu ...uita`te pe scaun inainte sa te asezi si ...nu incerca sa opresti un/o old man/woman sa se aseze...in primul rand te face de ras ...ca tipa la tine ..si in al doilea rand ca nu stii ce reflexe are old woman care tine si o geanta in mana ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-761375867702359987?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/761375867702359987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-woman-si-tineretul-din-ziua-de-azi.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/761375867702359987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/761375867702359987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-woman-si-tineretul-din-ziua-de-azi.html' title='Old woman si tineretul din ziua de azi'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1914877028588027270</id><published>2010-03-09T15:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:37:59.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ROMANIA-tara mea ...Groapa ucigasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IGnq036yKg/S5ZMRC_nCkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HsM7k9Y0syI/s1600-h/IMG0055A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446624655096351298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IGnq036yKg/S5ZMRC_nCkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HsM7k9Y0syI/s320/IMG0055A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In caz ca unii dintre voi nu ati aflat, tocmai a fost lansata Dacia Duster la Geneva ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    M`a amuzat o fraza a unui maimut ce critica masinile pe acolo.Suna in felul urmator:"Romania ar face ORICE ca sa nu`si astupe gropile, chiar si un Duster".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Mergand prin frumosul oras,micul Paris, privirea imi pica asupra unei gropi cu totul ...neobisnuite ...Daca cu totii ne`am obisnuit sa vedem ( si chiar sa simtim, auch ) gropi zilnic, aceasta groapa mi`a atras atentia intr`un mod ...inevitabil.Toti pietonii(ca era EXACT pe o trecere de pietoni) care treceau pe langa ea(bine ca nu prin ea ca`si stricau ..arcurile), se amuzau copios ...Firele care dau viata semafoarelor din zona erau calcate de masinile care loveau aceasta groapa parca cu ciuda ...Bineinteles de atatea calcari ale rotilor, firele au zis "PIUAA" si au cedat, semafoarele intrand in coma profunda, masinile claxonand ca pe stadion, pietonii injurand "nemernicii soferi, care nu vad ca e trecere de pietoni daca nu merge semaforu" si tot asa ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Acum eu nu`i inteleg pe cei care ziceau ca n`ai ce vizita in Bucuresti ...hai sa fim seriosi ...nu sunt numai un soi de gropi sa nu creeze o stare de monotonie ;) fiecare groapa are regnul ei ...si pe deasupra e si amuzant :P eu unul m`am amuzat copios ...incat soferii mi`au acordat prioritate sa trec, si eu ca nesimtitu, m`am oprit in mijlocu soselei sa fac poza la groapa care poate crea atatea probleme :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1914877028588027270?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1914877028588027270/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/03/romania-tara-mea-groapa-ucigasa.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1914877028588027270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1914877028588027270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/03/romania-tara-mea-groapa-ucigasa.html' title='ROMANIA-tara mea ...Groapa ucigasa'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IGnq036yKg/S5ZMRC_nCkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HsM7k9Y0syI/s72-c/IMG0055A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6791165177345520102</id><published>2010-01-09T23:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:47:16.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un adevar spus pe jumatate este o minciuna intreaga.</title><content type='html'>"Toata lumea minte" este o expresie deja invechita si cat se poate de adevarata.Daca unii spun minciunoaie iar altii se lauda ca spun minciunele, dati`mi voie sa va anunt: balanta este in echilibru=&gt;MINCIUNA.In general minciunile au mai multe implicatii:&lt;br /&gt;-minciuni banale&lt;br /&gt;-minciuni care ti`au intrat in reflex&lt;br /&gt;-minciuni care ascund lucruri f grave&lt;br /&gt;Acestea din urma sunt minciunile pe care le`am auzit cu totii si pe care de asemenea le`am folosit deseori.Iata o parte din ele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Nu, nu pot accepta sa platesti (ar fi cazul sa platesti)&lt;br /&gt;2)El: Hai ca te scot la un film .Ea: Imi pare rau dar nu`mi plac filmele(n`as iesi cu tine nici daca ai fi ultimul barbat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)El: Ce faci? Ea: Bine(aoleoo am atatea restante,nu mai am job, bani de chirie nu mai sunt, m`a parasit prietenul..)&lt;br /&gt;2)El: In cat timp ajungi? Ea: 2 minute si ajung (nu mai vine metroul asta odata? ca din Titan pana la AFI Cotroceni....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Plec intr`o calatorie de afaceri (2 zile in Berceni)&lt;br /&gt;2)Sunt intr`o sedinta, te sun eu! (intr`o sedinta cu noua secretara)&lt;br /&gt;3)Esti al doilea din viata mea (daca numeri din 10 in 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exemple din toate cele 3 categorii enumerate mai sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pana la urma...daca toata lumea minte eu sa fiu cinstit?Sa spun mereu adevarul ? Incearca si vezi rezultatul. SUCCES !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6791165177345520102?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6791165177345520102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-adevar-spus-pe-jumatate-este-o.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6791165177345520102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6791165177345520102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-adevar-spus-pe-jumatate-este-o.html' title='Un adevar spus pe jumatate este o minciuna intreaga.'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4627087493948029285</id><published>2009-10-24T01:27:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:10:11.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce tie nu`ti place, fa la altul</title><content type='html'>Interesanta afirmatie...care este acela dintre noi care n`a gustat macar odata "picatura razbunarii" ? Stiam eu....nu este nimeni...si parca unii se hranesc cu asa ceva...pe cand altii au un anumit hobby: sa inoate, sa faca de mancare, sa croseteze sau pur si simplu sa...stea pe mess, altii se distreaza facandu`si planuri cum sa`si reverse ura din ei asupra altora...&lt;br /&gt;   Vreau sa va dau o veste proata...(vorbesc NUMAI din experientza)...vreau sa va explic cat mai bine posibil ca sa intelegeti.&lt;br /&gt;    Daca razbunandu`te, crezi ca te`ai eliberat, tocmai te`ai inselat amarnic....nu ai facut altceva decat sa golesti "butoiul" din tine...care la inceput a avut un anumit volum....cu cat ai strans mai mult in tine, acest "butoi" si`a tot marit volumul....partea proasta este ca el nu va mai reveni la starea initiala...mereu si mereu va creste pana vei ceda nervos...(daca continui sa`l alimentezi).&lt;br /&gt;     Stiu ca razbunarea e dulce...mai dulce ca mierea...dar are si o latura amara...mai amara ca pelinul...culmea este ca odata si odata tot gustam si partea cu pelinul...obligati sau nu...&lt;br /&gt;     Cat despre razbunarea adevarata....noi nici macar nu stim s`o facem bine...se zice ca razbunarea este a lui Dumnezeu...sa`L lasam pe El....am incredere c`o face muuult mai eficient decat noi....cu consecintze vesnice.&lt;br /&gt;      Incepe de acum sa`I spui framantarile........e online 24/24.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4627087493948029285?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4627087493948029285/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/10/ce-tzie-nutz-place-fa-la-altul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4627087493948029285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4627087493948029285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/10/ce-tzie-nutz-place-fa-la-altul.html' title='Ce tie nu`ti place, fa la altul'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-7417684738568235635</id><published>2009-07-22T23:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:33:16.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"In padurea cu alune"-varianta reala</title><content type='html'>In padurea cu alune, aveau casa trei pitici, Vine pupaza si spune:"Simptomatic, idiosincrazia dilematica isi reverbereaza atenuant ecourile absconseprotoarmonice din spatele semitranscendent si disonant al obscurantismului incandescent de sorginte medievala, capsuland filonul crepuscular sincretic sialuziv metempsihotic al transmigratiei alchimice inspre circumvolutiunile interioare ale epocii istorice care tind sa formeze adevarate supape paleontologice inspre propensiunea paradigmelor de orientare paseista.Parerea mea ... la final pupaza a fost impushcata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-7417684738568235635?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/7417684738568235635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-padurea-cu-alune-varianta-reala.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/7417684738568235635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/7417684738568235635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-padurea-cu-alune-varianta-reala.html' title='&quot;In padurea cu alune&quot;-varianta reala'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1381242101057455731</id><published>2009-07-13T00:34:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:14:18.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai sa radem :)))</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum stiti , s`a terminat bacul si pe anul acesta...cu bine, cu rau , s`a terminat....urmeaza ce este cel mai important din bac....miezul BACului si anume.....PERLELE !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Am fost foarte select si am ales doar pe cateva care mi`au atras atentia intr`un mod.....inevitabil...sa le comentam impreuna(adica eu scriu iar voi cititi :)))) ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1."Nichita Stanescu a stiut el de ce a pus virgulele si punctele acelea in poezie si nu ma bag eu in ce a facut el. ...io ii dadeam 10 astuia..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea o fi fost:"Care este rolul virgulei din text si rolul punctelor"? Copilul una stie: N.S le`a pus ca el este cel mai in masura sa le puna, ca daca nu credea el necesara aceasta interventie SIGUR n`o lua in seama(asta este ca povestioara aia: Un copil la scoala si invatatoarea le spune sa faca o propozitie cu cuvantul "Parapopelcanitatoare".Saracu copil nestiind ce inseamna face si el o propozitie:"Doamna Invatatoare la scoala ne`a dat sa facem o propozitie cu cuvantul parapopelcanitzatoare", si copilul s`a descurcat). Elevul constiincios spune in continuare ca "nu se baga in ce a facut Nichita"...si bine face...sa ramana fiecare in treaba lui...ii dadea si 10...hm...aici suna a mila personala...&lt;br /&gt;INTREBARE PT COPILU`:Nichita Stanescu a fost fata sau baiat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2."Tu nu stii sa inoti, pentru ca nu ai vrut sa inveti carte".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e chiar buna...stau si ma gandesc:sa incepem cu invatzatoarea din clasele primare, apoi cu profii din generala, apoi cu profii din liceu ca mai apoi sa terminam cu profii din facultate si sa vedem care stie sa inoate...acum se vor da cartile pe fata, multumita tehnicii nou brevetata de acest copil.&lt;br /&gt;INTREBARE PT COPILU`:Cate carti ai citit pana acum,sa stiu daca sa te duc mai in larg sau sa te las mai la mal?Si...app: daca stiu sa inot..am carte?(sper sa fie ca tine..hai ca ma bazez pe tine:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sinonimul cuvantului "pace" este "hai la razboi"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stau si ma intreb ce`au facut stramosii nostri cand incheiau tratate de pace...ei nu stiau in ce se baga...copilule, de ce nu te`ai nascut mai devreme sa le spui ca de fapt ei nu faceau pace,ci chemau la razboi..au murit oameni din gresala....&lt;br /&gt;INTREBARE PT COPILU`:Daca esti asa tare in sinonime, care este sinonimul la cuvantul antonim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Taranii loveau in boier cu ce aveau ei: cu una, cu alta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi imaginez scena:taranul nervos pe boier din diferite motive se ia la cearta.Auzind galagie lumea se strange sa vada ce se intampla cand deodata din multime dispare una;toti se mira pe unde este si o vad lovita de boier.Nu peste mult timp taranul nostru modern care merge la sala mai insfaca pe una si o arunca in boier..morala:cand sunteti nervosi si vreti sa aruncati cu ceva prindeti una...alta&lt;br /&gt;INTREBARE PT COPILU`:Ce faci tu cand esti nervos pe vecinu tau iar mama ta si sora ta sunt langa tine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perle preluate de pe &lt;a href="http://www.e-scoala.ro/divertisment/perle_bac.html"&gt;http://www.e-scoala.ro/divertisment/perle_bac.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1381242101057455731?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1381242101057455731/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/hai-sa-radem.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1381242101057455731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1381242101057455731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/hai-sa-radem.html' title='Hai sa radem :)))'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-8533757104127180869</id><published>2009-07-09T12:08:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:02:49.187+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cel mai tare blestem pe care l`am auzit</title><content type='html'>Citind Biblia am dat peste un psalm care mi`a atras privirea si ar fi preferat sa nu treaca nimeni prin ce scrie...&lt;br /&gt;Psalmul 109 vs 6-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe vrăjmaşul meu pune-l sub stăpânirea unui om rău, şi un pârâş să stea la dreapta lui! Când va fi judecat, să fie găsit vinovat, şi rugăciunea lui să treacă drept un păcat! Puţine să-i fie zilele la număr, şi slujba să i-o ia altul!Să-i rămână copiii orfani, şi nevasta sa văduvă! Copiii lui să umble fără nici un căpătâi şi să cerşească, să-şi caute pâinea departe de locuinţa lor dărâmată! Cel ce l-a împrumutat, să-i pună mâna pe tot ce are, şi străinii să-i jefuiască rodul muncii lui! Nimeni să nu mai ţină la el, şi nimeni să n-aibă milă de orfanii lui!Urmaşii lui să fie nimiciţi, şi să li se stângă numele în neamul următor! Nelegiuirea părinţilor săi să rămână ca aducere aminte înaintea Domnului, şi să nu se şteargă păcatul mamei lui! Domnul să-i aibă totdeauna înaintea ochilor, ca să le şteargă pomenirea de pe pământ, pentru că nu şi-a adus aminte să facă îndurare, pentru că a prigonit pe cel nenorocit şi pe cel lipsit, până acolo încât să omoare pe omul cu inima zdrobită! Îi plăcea blestemul: să cadă asupra lui! Nu-i plăcea binecuvântarea: să se depărteze de el! Se îmbracă cu blestemul cum se îmbracă cu haina lui, îi pătrunde ca apa înăuntrul lui, ca untdelemnul în oase! De aceea, să-i slujească de veşmânt ca să se acopere, de încingătoare cu care să fie totdeauna încins! &lt;a name="109.20"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aceasta să fie, din partea Domnului, plata vrăjmaşilor mei, şi a celor ce vorbesc cu răutate de mine! &lt;a name="109.11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-8533757104127180869?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/8533757104127180869/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/psalmul-109-o-parte-din-el.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8533757104127180869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8533757104127180869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/07/psalmul-109-o-parte-din-el.html' title='Cel mai tare blestem pe care l`am auzit'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6800785601610120614</id><published>2009-06-18T13:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:21:12.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti`a dat cu flit</title><content type='html'>Bucuresti.....frumosul oras(sau nu) al Romaniei cu o populatie cu putin peste 2 milioane de locuitori (mai exact 2.021.000), cu numarul de masini egal cu 1/2,(3) din populatie(calculati voi :)) ), populatie care mai e numita si "mitici" (ardealul stie de ce)...eu nu stiu si pe cine am intrebat..mi`a raspuns...nu stiu de la ce vine dar de mult vi se zice asa....suna bine....deja imi imaginam ca sunt venit dintr`un trib din Bucuresti (tribul Miticii(tara lor fiind Miticia)) si am ajuns si eu pe un pamant nou(Cluj) unde tehnologia a ajuns la un nivel inalt..va trebui ca sa invat si miticii sa manance cu furculita(nu cu furca) si sa "le inventez" si lor roata...sigur se vor bucura.&lt;br /&gt;.... acum sa trecem la lucruri mai serioase...de exemplu expresiile pe care miticii le&lt;br /&gt;folosesc deoarece capitala tehnologiei Romaniei(si nu numai....) nu prea este in tema...vroiam sa`i invat si pe ei una din expresiile care ma amuza mereu "Ti`a dat cu flit".Parca si vad (ca aici in Bucuresti este la ordinea zilei) cum un baiat incearca sa intre in discutie cu o fata iar aceasta scoate Flit`ul(in Miticia (tara miticilor) flit este un spray de insecte) si apasa pe pulverizator iar oamenii pe margine rad cu lacrimi iar el...dezzamagit pleaca ...si saptamana viitoare cineva il intreaba"Cum a mers cu fata?....mi`a dat cu flit si m`am hotarat sa nu ma mai bag in "afacerea" asta....ca fiecare fata are cate un flit....ies definitiv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6800785601610120614?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6800785601610120614/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/06/tza-dat-cu-flit.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6800785601610120614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6800785601610120614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/06/tza-dat-cu-flit.html' title='Ti`a dat cu flit'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-9129252505043769189</id><published>2009-06-08T22:25:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:22:43.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Micii artisti nebagati in seama</title><content type='html'>Intrand pe youtube din filmulet in filmulte am dat peste un copil care pe mine unul m`a fascinat...exista talente si in Romania numai ca la noi sunt nebagate in seama...cei care au ajuns sus, nu se mai uita si in jos..sa ridice cu el pe altii (cum se procedeaza IN TOATE tarile, numai in Romania , nu), pe acesti copii..probabil ca talentul celor mici le va umbri cariera de playback...da este o posibilitate....&lt;br /&gt;Cristian Sanda este un copil, o noua stea(asa cum canta si el)...oare vom creste si noi atat de mult la minte incat sa promovam pe adevaratii talentati ai muzicii, IN MUZICA iar pe toate parasutele, IN PARASUTISM....sper ca am fost destul de direct pentru ca asta a fo si ideea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raman cu speranta ca va veni ziua cand...voi privi la TV si voi asculta NUMAI live...fara playback...nu`mi luati aceasta sperantza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmuletul cu Cristian este acesta &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4tlOEL7Rq0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4tlOEL7Rq0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-9129252505043769189?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/9129252505043769189/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/06/micii-artisti-nebagati-in-seama.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/9129252505043769189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/9129252505043769189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/06/micii-artisti-nebagati-in-seama.html' title='Micii artisti nebagati in seama'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6135258823564421216</id><published>2009-05-27T22:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:27:35.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mila din exces</title><content type='html'>Stau si ma gandesc cateodata la expresia "ce tie nu`ti place, altuia nu`i face"...ma gandesc la reversul ei..."ce tie  iti place, fa`i  altuia"...am obs ca atunci cand vine vorba de persoana noastra fiecare in dreptul lui este mai mult sau mai putin egoist...si cu cat ai mai multe..."bucurii", vrei sa ai din ce in ce mai multe, ca un sac fara fund, acesta este marul Discordiei al fiecaruia dintre noi (bine...unul dintre zecile sau sutele).&lt;br /&gt;    Mi s`a intamplat odata ceva si am ramas cu sechele...cumparandu`mi ceva de mancare (mai multa ca de obicei), n`am putut termina.Uitandu`ma cu parere de rau la bucata ce`mi alinase foamea, parca imi venea s`o mananc...sa n`o arunc...desi nu mai puteam..mari dubii in mintea mea...ce sa fac...sa o mananc (desi mancarea imi anungea pana la intrarea in esofag), sa o arunc....(tin sa precizez ca era ceva ce nu puteam sa bag in punga sa mananc mai tarziu).Un puradel se uita cu pofta..cand l`am vazut ca pofteste la mancarea mea dintr`o data toata mancarea a incaput in stomac (parcs si`a facut singura loc) ramanand loc NUMAI pentru acea bucata...Dupa ce am terminat`o, mandru de mine (dar si full) ma gandesc:"Ce sa`i dau la puradelul ala...cu banii care`i primeste isi ia tigari de ei iar eu sa`i dau mancare?? NU";dupa acest gand m`a apucat o greata de mi`a fost rau toata ziua...puteam sa`i ofer ceea ce eu aveam ba chiar in plus dar...m`am calicit....n`am avut mila pentru cei flamanzi...n`am avut mila...&lt;br /&gt;      Noaptea ma gandeam...Dumnezeu si azi mi`a oferit un pat in care sa ma trezesc iar altii..dorm pe strazi...Dumnezeu si azi mi`a oferit imbracamintea necesara iar altii....n`au nimic de imbracat...Dumnezeu si azi mi`a oferit mancare....iar eu toate acestea le`am vrut pentru mine...egoist..mi`am cerut iertare....&lt;br /&gt;        Fara mila din exces a lui Dumnezeu n`as fi avut nimic...nu mi se cuvine nimic...nu sunt nimic...dar cu El sunt TOTUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Invatatzi de la altii si sa nu faceti la fel (unde nu e de bine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6135258823564421216?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6135258823564421216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/05/mila-din-exces.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6135258823564421216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6135258823564421216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/05/mila-din-exces.html' title='Mila din exces'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-2610060711092938048</id><published>2009-02-08T21:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:40:37.784+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa nu fii numai zahar, ca te mananca lumea, dar nici numai otet, ca te varsa din gura</title><content type='html'>Te`ai simtit vreodata atat de "dulce"(la figurat,nu la propriu:P) incat sa simti ca esti prea "mancat" de lume..? Parca ti`as vedea acum fata incruntata(semn ca n`ai inteles nimic din ce spun)...hai sa fiu si mai direct(ca pot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Pai....tu esti om bun(dulce) de felul tau iar oamenii abuza de bunanatea ta ;cata vreme  te porti cu bunatate cu ei, este ok(ca...de...asa e normal)..cum schimbi foaia si incerci sa nu mai abuze lumea de tine, te vei trezi cu niste replici gen:"Nu mai esti omul pe care`l stiam...te`ai schimbat...nu  te mai cunosc..".Cred ca cel putin fiecare dintre noi s`a pomenit cu o asemenea propozitie de la un apropiat...incat stai si chiar te gandesti....oare chiar m`am schimbat? si realizezi ca te`ai schimbat...DA, IN SFARSIT AI REVENIT LA REALITATE visatorule/visatoareo...Vreau sa`ti reamintesc ceva...ce spune si Dumnezeu:"Celui ce`ti cere,da`i"...da e adevarat!!!! si chiar va incurajez...dar nu zice Dumnezeu celui ce abuza de tine da`i...e mare diferenta..si plus de asta...da cuiva care chiar are nevoie de ajutor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...o intamplare(este doar un exemplu din miile existente)..&lt;br /&gt;.....merg des cu transportul in comun si cersetorii au fiecare statia lor(teritoriul lor)de unde se urca...o intamplare care m`a amuzat rau...(oare?) s`a intamplat in vesnicul 41...cand un borac de copil(este unul si acelasi?) cerea 1000 lei(nu RON...ci...lei d`aia vechi:P)si o batranica a scos 1000 de lei si i`a dat(parca ii si vad acum fata)..moment in care boracul arunca cu acea mie in dansa + valuri de cuvinte nestiute de mine inca, si nemaiauzite in vocabularul meu(ala romanesc original) au inceput sa curga siroaie din gura lui...am tras si o concluzie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....."celui ce`ti cere...dai"...i`a dat cat a cerut si ..cu ce s`a ales...?...(trebuie sa gandesti daca chiar vrea sa`i dai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    DECI....nu fi zahar ca te manaca lumea....nici otet ca te varsa din gura...&lt;br /&gt;... nu se bate apropo sa fi otet cu zahar ca...nu prea e gustos(vorba cuiva :P)...ideea e sa fii un pic din amandoua dar nu simultan...in unele situatii...fii zahar...iar in altele...otet...nu pentru ca ai vrea...dar...n`ai ce face...e nevoie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: App...la aceasta reteta...adauga putin zambet....ce`ar iesi? ...o noua zi, o noua provocare ;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-2610060711092938048?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/2610060711092938048/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/sa-nu-fii-numai-zahar-ca-te-mananca.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/2610060711092938048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/2610060711092938048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/sa-nu-fii-numai-zahar-ca-te-mananca.html' title='Sa nu fii numai zahar, ca te mananca lumea, dar nici numai otet, ca te varsa din gura'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-5114302256910752126</id><published>2009-02-06T15:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:20:36.602+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zi neagra....cica:D</title><content type='html'>6.02.2009 este o data,care din cate spun unii...trebuie tinuta minte...EXAMEN LA CHIMIE! :D&lt;br /&gt;se pare ca o voi tine minte si eu dar nu atat de mult pentru ca a fost examenul la chimie cat pentru faptul ca n`am luat examenul :D In sfarsit simt si eu cum e sa fii muritor de rand, sa fii printre suferinzii care asteapta cu nerabdare(oare?) sa vina sesiunea din vara si sa spere ca atunci cand isi vor auzi numele va fi "o vorba de bine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre mine...viata merge mai departe...examenele vin si trec..strudentzii raman(ori restantieri, ori studenti adevarati(nu ca muritorii de rand)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era o vorba....daca viata ti se pare o lamaie(examene neluate) pune zahar(iesiri in parc,la munte,CANTARI MUUULTE CU CHITARA) si fa o limonada!! MMMM ce buna e!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-5114302256910752126?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/5114302256910752126/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/zi-neagracicad.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5114302256910752126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5114302256910752126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/zi-neagracicad.html' title='Zi neagra....cica:D'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1863211460158932864</id><published>2009-02-04T12:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:55:48.211+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ras si plans-bune sau rele</title><content type='html'>V`atz intrebat vreodata daca e bine sa razi mereu? V`atz intrebat vreodata daca e bine sa plangi mereu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se zice ca rasul slabeste....hahaha...sa fie o gluma...? Ma uit in jurul meu si muuulta lume rade...rezultatul..catastrofal(sa accentuez dezastrul :P )...nu se vede nici cea mai mica urma pe acesti oameni...iar eu rad mereu(sa fiu nebun oare..?), hazul de necaz e la ordinea zilei...infrunt problemele cu rasete si cand vin val vartej peste mine si ele vad ca le rad in fatza se supara si fug de la mine...si vin la tine...razi si tu si trimite`le la altul/alta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea este una simpla...viatza e scurta....probleme au fost de cand se stie de Adam si Eva...ce o sa faci cu viatza ta...o sa`i plangi de mila sau te vei bucura de fiecare moment pe care ti l`a lasat Dumnezeu, fie ca acest moment e bun sau rau...am luat o decizie...pana acum m`am tinut de ea..."Fie viatza cat de rea, zambetu`i pe fatza mea"...ma vetzi intreba...da da...ce stii tu...un pusti peste 18 ani, cu buletin, vaccinat, neinsurat, fara copii, fara serviciu stabil deci fara probleme...stai sa iti vina facturile...si sa n`ai bani, sa vezi atunci probleme....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa va raspund simplu la toate aceste intrebari..(agrumete,exclamatii, raspunsuri sau ce`o fi ele:P ); EXISTA DUMNEZEU si eu cred in El.Dumnezeu a lasat o promisiune in Biblie si anume ca painea cea de toate zilele nu ne va lipsi...nush daca cineva din noi a dus lipsa de paine...eu unu`l n`am dus ba mai mult se mai si usuca...ca n`o mananc...daca in afara de paine mai avem ce sa punem pe masa este numai binecuvantarea lui Dumnezeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea e f simpla...stai langa Dumnezeu, sta si El langa tine si cand sta Dumnezeu langa tine si in vremurile de criza financiara, tzie itzi mareste salariul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e rau sa razi....nu e rau sa plangi(dar nu face un hobby din asta) dar e rau sa nu te bucuri de fiecare moment ce tzi`a ramas...eu unul voi rade....radem in grup? :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1863211460158932864?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1863211460158932864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/ras-si-plans-bune-sau-rele.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1863211460158932864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1863211460158932864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/ras-si-plans-bune-sau-rele.html' title='Ras si plans-bune sau rele'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-4572275701780878423</id><published>2009-02-02T23:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:59:15.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UTCB-multumesc ca m`ai asteptat!</title><content type='html'>Va voi face un mic rezumat(sper sa fie mic-ma voi stradui) a tot ceea ce s`a intamplat de cand am luat bacul si pana in prezent.&lt;br /&gt;     A trecut BAC`ul....(slava cerului!!!!!!!!!!!!) si ati avut dreptate...l`am luat!!:P nota n`a fost una mica dar nici mare....doar 8.77...se putea mai mult daca nu luam amaratul de 8.5...uof...(nu vreau sa`mi mai amintesc povestea...daca vreti voi...cititi`o...e mai jos:"BAC`ul-pasiunea mea")..in fine..totul e bine cand se termina cu bine...&lt;br /&gt;     A venit vremea sa dau admiterea la facultate...dupa o razgandire continua am ajuns de la medicina la...UTCB....mai pe scurt, Constructii-Instalatii....poate va ganditi de unde si pana unde la constructii...ca medicina si constructiile n`au nici o legatura...si va dau dreptate...nici eu n`am cum sa va raspund asa ca nu va mai intrebati :P .Cert este ca m`am dus la examenul de admitere;fratimiu mi`a promis ca imi va plati scoala de soferi daca intru la facultate la buget si i`am facut pe plac :D:D:D am intrat la buget iar bucuria pe care o aveam atunci s`a transformat in....hai sa nu spunem lacrimi ca nu plang(app...rad mereu...) ci in...durere..totusi cred ca e prea mult spus...oricum intelegeti voi de ce , pentru ca atunci cand intri in facultate...automat vin peste tine sesiunile.....ba nu mint...nu automat pentru ca unii nici in examene nu intra ca n`au prezenta asa ca...ideea e ca automat trebuie sa inveti:) . Am 4 examene....veti spune"4"?????? Si va raspund...da 4....MOMENTAN....abia e semestrul 1...linistiti`va si oricum cele 4 examene fac cat toate 16 ale voastre...mananc matematica in toate meniurile zilei...si examenele sunt pe masura...de 2 examene am scapat...LE`AM LUAT !!!!!(nu se zice cu cat ca sa fiti curiosi si sa nu puteti dormi noaptea) si mai am inca 2 pe care odata si odata tot le voi lua eu....ma duc pana le iau:)))) se vor satura profii de mine si vor zice :"Nu ne mai place fatza ta!!!! ne`am saturat de ea!!!! na examenul si pleaca sa nu te mai vad!!!!!!" O sa`i salut respectos..o sa le zic si multumesc ca sa intaresc respectul si n`or sa ma mai vada, si asa ne vom face un favor reciproc ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Voi incheia accest mic rezumat si vreau pe aceasta cale sa multumesc UTCB`ului  pentru ca mi`a pastrat "un loc in celula" si sper sa nu`l dezamagesc...in rest toate bune si fromoase :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-4572275701780878423?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/4572275701780878423/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/utcb-multumesc-ca-mai-asteptat.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4572275701780878423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/4572275701780878423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/02/utcb-multumesc-ca-mai-asteptat.html' title='UTCB-multumesc ca m`ai asteptat!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1774641686502279434</id><published>2009-01-31T23:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:35:34.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A......mai am blog!! :))</title><content type='html'>Au trecut mai bine de 5 luni in care n`am mai scris absolut nimic pe blog, dar ideea e ca...am si uitat de el, rushine sa`mi fie...ce`i drept am o scuza...am fost f ocupat...serios vorbesc...activitati noi si am atatea sa va scriu ...pregatiti`va de citit ca o sa aveti ce...lucruri noi si evenimente importante:) pentru moment sunt in sesiune...rugati`va si pentru mine...acum e sambata...e 23:30...e noapte...nu am cum sa va povestesc acum....voi reveni in forta, va promit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1774641686502279434?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1774641686502279434/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/01/amai-am-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1774641686502279434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1774641686502279434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2009/01/amai-am-blog.html' title='A......mai am blog!! :))'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-8629695500105594333</id><published>2008-07-02T20:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:47:17.786+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Daca ai nevoie.......</title><content type='html'>Daca ai nevoie de imbratisarea unui prieten,spune-i poate el are nevoie de acea imbratisare mai mult ca tine.Daca ai nevoie de sprijin intr-o problema spune-i, poate si el are nevoie de sprijinul tau.Cand te simti descurajat prietenul tau va fi gata sa-ti asculte problema si NICIODATA nu te va lasa singur ; va face TOT posibilul ca sa te faca sa zambesti din nou.....este vorba doar de un prieten....nu o hiena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa-ti dai seama cat valoreaza o VIATA intreaba-te ce simti atunci cand pierzi pe cineva drag!! Pretuieste fiecare moment pe care il ai!! Pretuieste-l cu atat mai mult cu cat il petreci cu cineva deosebit.........destul de deosebit pt a-ti petrece timpul cu el....tine minte,TIMPUL,nu asteapta pe nimeni...ieri este deja istorie,maine este un mister,AZI este un dar de la DUMNEZEU!!! timpul poate ofili florile,poate scimba cursul unei ape.....dar niciodata nu va putea schimba prietenia noastra.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unii vorbesc din experienta, altii, din experienta, nu vorbesc.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-8629695500105594333?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/8629695500105594333/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/07/daca-ai-nevoie.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8629695500105594333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8629695500105594333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/07/daca-ai-nevoie.html' title='Daca ai nevoie.......'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-992910552064494341</id><published>2008-06-24T23:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:06:14.956+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BACul, pasiunea mea</title><content type='html'>Inca sunt frustrat!&lt;br /&gt;Ma culc duminica seara pe la 12, punandu`mi ceasu sa sune la 7 .Ma trezesc pe la 6, ma uit la ceas si vad 8, moment in care ma imbrac cu o pereche de pantaloni la dungi(ca de....tre sa fii ingirjit) si o camasa portocalie cu patratzele negre, ma duc la baie ma spal pe dinti, toate nu`mi iau mai mult de 2 min...(mama inca dormea).Intr`un final ma uit la ceasul de la mama din camera care arata ora 6:03...imi luasem tzeapa...mai erau 2 ore pana la proba orala la romana!&lt;br /&gt;Ma dezbrac politicos, totodata facandu`mi inca un dush, imi reiau periatul pe dintzi si totul a durat cam...50 min.La ora 7 fix eram gata pt examen..Intr`un final se trezeste si mama...imi pune sa mananc si parfumandu`ma tot din cap pana in picioare(exceptie facand ceafa si spatele) ies pe usa mandru cu cele 3 pixuri pe care le aveam(gand ca aveam ce sa scriu)...ajung in curtea scolii si...elevii asteptau comisiile care intarziau, ca de obicei; pe la 8:10 intram in sali, comisa 3 incepand prima cu mine ..am intrat primu, am iesit primu.Intru si extrag biletul cu nr 54...latinitatea...Dupa 20 de min imi aud numele strigat, o voce obosita ma striga...era una din examinatoare...ma asez in banca din fatza lor si incep sa expun ce`am scris pe foaie...(de 2 ori m`am uitat in foaie...asta tre sa specific), restul a fo o conversatie orala...in care am turuit ca o moara stricata...numai ca acele cuvinte care`mi iesieau din gura erau adevarate(justifica faptul acesta datul din cap al celor 2 examinatoare)..dupa cateva minute in care am vb numai eu, una din examinatoare ma intrerupe si`mi pune cateva intrebari ambigue, semn ca vroia sa afle daca pot iesi din situatie(app....examinatoarele n`au voie sa puna intrebari afara de cele scrise pe foaie, exceptie facand cele ajutatoare)..am iesit din orice intrebare, ba chiar le bagam in ceatza cu anii....nu intelegeau ce`s cu anii....bineinteles...semn ca istoria romanilor le lipsea cu desavarsire..multumite de toata dezbaterea mea, una din ele se pregateste sa`mi puna 10 iar cealalta...8.Cea cu 8`ul ii reaminteste celeilalte ca nu are cum sa`mi dea 10 ca sunt 2 puncte diferenta...si`mi da 9...deci...8.5 NOTA FINALA....LA ROMANA...m`am uitat fix in ochii lor cu o frustrare, de numai eu si cu ele o simteam...au ramas mute...am iesit afara..frustrat....cum am iesit din liceu, candidatii m`au laut cu asalt intrebandu`ma bineinteles cum a fost....eram frustrat...deci..nu le`am dat multe detalii....&lt;br /&gt;Cand vezi cata prostie e in invatamantul din Roamania, vei ajunge sa zici ca mine....e normal...e normal ca un elev care se chinuie de`a lungul anilor sa ia un 5 la romana sa treaca, sa ia 10 la oral la romana...e normal ca cei care invata de`a lungul a celor 4 ani si care n`au avut nici o prb la romana, ba chiar au avut note mari sa ia...de la 9 in jos...este o nota motivanta...te motiveaza sa inveti si mai mult ca nota sa poata scadea si mai mult...e normal...nu va faceti griji...e normal sa vezi cum e in floare prostia din Romania......e normal...&lt;br /&gt;.......si eu....eu am ramas doar cu frustrarea mea si cu....8.5 la oral la romana....sigur o sa invat mai mult si la celelalte sigur voi lua nota mai mica! E NORMAL !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-992910552064494341?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/992910552064494341/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/bacul-pasiunea-mea.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/992910552064494341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/992910552064494341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/bacul-pasiunea-mea.html' title='BACul, pasiunea mea'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-8990048849931547287</id><published>2008-06-21T22:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:03:35.626+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Multumeste`te</title><content type='html'>Te`ai intrebat vreodata de ce nu te`ai nascut si tu undeva prin vreo insula din Grecia, sau undeva printr`un alt paradis exotic...? Te`ai intrebat vreodata de ce nu te`ai nascut si tu intr`o familie de avocati sau doctori, intr`o vila, sa ai tot confortul si servitori care sa`tz faca vant cu frunze de palmieri in timp ce tu te odihnesti in hamac...? Te`ai intrebat vreodata de ce nu ai bani indeajuns ...? Te`ai intrebat vreodata de ce tu ai "onoarea" de a te numi roman si altii au onoarea de a se numi nemti,americani s.a.m.d...?&lt;br /&gt;                 Sunt 3 decizii (majore) pe care un om nu le poate lua: nu decide unde sa se nasca(orasul, tara, familia), nu decide ce nume sa aiba la nastere si nu decide cati ani va mai trai.&lt;br /&gt;                Sunt decizii care apartin de Altcineva...exact,de Dumnezeu...asa ca...multumeste`te ca esti in  viata si esti sanatos, multumeste`te ca ai o familie care cu chiu cu vai te`a crescut pana la varsta asa si care sunt mandrii de copilul lor(oricum ar fi el), multumeste`te ca ai un nume, pt ca fiecare nume inseamna cate ceva..(bine ca nu esti Anonimus), multumeste`te ca viitorul este un mister...daca n`ar fi un mister si tot viitorul iti este cunoscut...la ce rost....unde e adrenalina...? Asta e farmecul...ca nu stii ce vei trai , ca ziua de maine iti va aduce o bucurie  sau nu, tu traieste`o oricum...&lt;br /&gt;                Viata e frumoasa...n`o risipi pe`un fum....anii se duc....te vei uita inapoi si vei vedea ce (nu) ai realizat...&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;                 Multumeste`te cu ce esti si ce ai.....e un dar...totul....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-8990048849931547287?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/8990048849931547287/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/multumestete.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8990048849931547287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/8990048849931547287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/multumestete.html' title='Multumeste`te'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6765432157625275334</id><published>2008-06-20T14:19:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:53:22.809+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oamenii-bogatia pamantului</title><content type='html'>Cu siguranta au fost momente in care te`ai visat conducand un Audi R8, BMW X10 si multe alte masini pe care ni le dorim.Cu sigurantza au fost momente in care te`ai visat la casa ta, o vila imensa, sa te ratacesti in ea, o piscina in care sa te racoresti in zilele cu soare, si daca se poate si o gradina ca in povesti..&lt;br /&gt;E...acum e acum....gandeste`te ca ai toate acestae si tot ce`tz mai doresti tu pe deasupra...si vine un moment in care toti oamenii dispar si ramai numai tu si cu....visele tale...implinite...poti merge pe strada cu masina dorita cu peste 100 km fara ca vre`un politist sa te amendeze si sa`tz i`a carnetul...poti intra in carrefour si sa`ti iei ce vrei si cat vrei(in limita stocului disponibil) fara sa platesti vre`un leu...toti banii care s`au adunat sunt ai tai...tot ce ai visat tu vreodata ti se implineste....dar pe cont propriu....esti singur....&lt;br /&gt;In primele zile iti va fi bine...cu siguranta....la fel si in primele saptamani...dar...vin lunile:) si nush daca mai rezisti...&lt;br /&gt;Omul a fost creat ca sa nu fie singur...omul a fost creat ca sa aiba contact cu alti oameni...sa socializeze...&lt;br /&gt;Orice ai crezut pana acum despre bogatie: ca a avea bani inseamna a fii bogat, ca a avea tot aurul din lume, insemna a fi bogat...tot ce ai crezut a fost doar o iluzie...&lt;br /&gt;Pamantul nu este bogat prin aurul pe care`l are sau prin apele lui sau prin verdeata lui ci....prin oamenii care`l populeaza..ei sunt adevarata bogatie a pamantului...cat despre tine...bogatia ta adevarata este familia(fie ca este compusa din familia ta biologica sau familia ta de prieteni...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6765432157625275334?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6765432157625275334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-1684575805228740517</id><published>2008-06-18T12:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:03:06.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sfat pt a pastra o prietenie</title><content type='html'>Am stat si m`am gandit de multe ori cum poti pastra o prietenie...esti implicat intr`una de multi ani si...din cand in cand o discutie mai aprinsa se iveste din nimic iar in joc este prietenia ta...cum ai proceda..&lt;br /&gt;      De`a lungul timpului am inteles ca trebuie sa renunti la tine...doar asa o vei putea mentine..si pana la urma prin asta se dovedeste dragostea adevarata: renunti la tine ca apropelui tau sa`i fie bine, acesta este sacrificiul suprem.Putem observa cum si Mantuitorul nostru a renuntat la  El pt noi; a renuntat la viata Lui ca sa ne fie noua bine...sacrificiul suprem.Esti in stare sa faci si tu la fel?&lt;br /&gt;     De multe ori am fost egoist si nu m`am gandit decat la mine...am inteles ca de fapt mai mult decat persoana mea, sunt prieteni pe care vreau sa`i am langa mine...(se stiu ei)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-1684575805228740517?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/1684575805228740517/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/sfat-pt-pastra-o-prietenie.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1684575805228740517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/1684575805228740517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/sfat-pt-pastra-o-prietenie.html' title='Sfat pt a pastra o prietenie'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6485715852645228162</id><published>2008-06-16T16:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:19:03.660+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atentie la caine !!!!!</title><content type='html'>La intrarea unui mic magazin de tzara, un strain a observat un bilet care avertiza: "Pericol! Atentie la caine", bilet lipit de usa de sticla a magazinului. Cand a intrat inauntru, omul a vazut langa vanzator un caine batran inofensiv, slab ca vai de el.      &lt;br /&gt;     "Acesta e cainele la care trebuie sa fie atenti cei ce intra?" il intreaba strainul pe proprietar.      &lt;br /&gt;     "Da, el e", a venit raspunsul.       &lt;br /&gt;     Omul nu s-a putut abtine si a zambit spunand: "Cainele asta nu-mi pare deloc periculos. De ce ati pus la intrare acel bilet de avertizare?"     &lt;br /&gt;        "Pentru ca", a explicat vanzatorul, "toata lumea care intra in magazin calca peste el."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6485715852645228162?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6485715852645228162/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/atentie-la-caine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6485715852645228162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6485715852645228162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/atentie-la-caine.html' title='Atentie la caine !!!!!'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-6725043615070028155</id><published>2008-06-16T16:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:15:35.636+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poseta pierduta</title><content type='html'>O doamna si-a pierdut poseta in agitatia cu cumparaturile de Craciun. A fost gasita de catre un baietel cinstit care i-a returnat-o. Uitandu-se in poseta, a observat: "Hmmm..., cand mi-am pierdut poseta aveam o bancnota de 20 dolari. Acum am 20 bancnote de un dolar."     &lt;br /&gt;             Baietelul a raspuns repede: "Aveti dreptate doamna. Ultima data cand am gasit poseta unei doamne nu avea maruntis pentru rasplata."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-6725043615070028155?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/6725043615070028155/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/poseta-pierduta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6725043615070028155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/6725043615070028155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/poseta-pierduta.html' title='Poseta pierduta'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684709043450446632.post-5439271893071916983</id><published>2008-06-16T15:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:44:09.190+03:00</updated><title type='text'>W.C.-ul</title><content type='html'>In zilele cand nu te puteai astepta ca cladirile publice sa aiba canalizare, o femeie din Anglia urma sa calatoreasca in Germania. Avea rezervata o camera mica la o pensiune ce era proprietatea familiei directorului scolii din localitate. Calatoarea era preocupata de gandul viitoarei sale camere, mai ales daca avea W.C. (in engleza, baia este adesea apelata sub numele de W.C. -water closet). A scris o scrisoare directorului scolii, intreband de existenta unui W.C in pensiune. Directorul, care nu era un vorbitor fluent de limba engleza, a intrebat pe preotul din localitate daca stia ce inseamna W.C. In final, dupa ce acestia doi au cantarit ce ar putea fi aceste doua litere, au concluzionatca se refera la drumul spre capela Wayside Chapel. Deci, aparent au concluzionat ca doamna se interesa daca capela era aproape de pensiune. Directorul a scris o scrisoare de raspuns distinsei doamne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Draga  doamna,     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Cu deosebita placere va anunt ca W.C-ul este situat la 9 mile de pensiune, in mijlocul unei minunate paduri de brad. Are capacitatea de a cuprinde 229 de persoane, si este deschis numai duminica si joia. Deoarece pe perioada verii este aglomeratie, va sugerez sa veniti devreme, cu toate ca este suficient loc de stat in picioare. Aceasta situatie este nefericita, mai ales daca aveti obiceiul sa mergeti regulat. S-ar putea sa va intereseze sa stiti ca fiica mea s-a casatorit in W.C. si ca acolo si-a cunoscut viitorul sot. Imi amintesc ce goana dupa locuri era, cand erau 10 oameni la un singur loc. Este minunat sa vezi expresia de pe fetele lor.      Va veti bucura sa aflati ca un mare numar de oameni isi aduc cu ei pranzul si raman acolo dupa amiezele, in timp ce altii vin doar in ultimul minut. Acustica este impresionanta, putand fi auzite chiar si cele mai delicate sunete.     &lt;br /&gt;         Cea mai noua achizitie este clopotul, care suna de fiecare data cand intra o persoana. De asemenea este si un bazar unde se pot procura si pernite de plus pentru sezut, lucru considerat necesar de majoritatea celor ce merg acolo. Sotia mea a fost bolnava, asa ca nu a putut merge acolo recent. Este aproape un an de cand a fost ultima data, lucru care, natural, ii provoaca mare suferinta.      Voi fi incantat sa va rezerv cel mai bun loc, asfel incat sa fiti vazuta de toata lumea, mai mult, astept cu nerabdare sa va conduc chiar eu insumi acolo. Cu cele mai bune salutari, directorul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APLICATIE: Scrisoarea directorului este un bun exemplu de comunicare gresita. Cand comunicam cu altii, trebuie sa fim atenti sa stim despre ce vorbim, si ce aud oamenii din ceea ce spunem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684709043450446632-5439271893071916983?l=ojomek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/feeds/5439271893071916983/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/wc-ul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5439271893071916983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684709043450446632/posts/default/5439271893071916983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojomek.blogspot.com/2008/06/wc-ul.html' title='W.C.-ul'/><author><name>Ojo si atat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16302756498440916732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9IGnq036yKg/SFZgth19dqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HdUlOY9Q3T8/S220/2007_08020236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
