<?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-2080495471041859180</id><updated>2011-10-03T15:45:22.840+03:00</updated><category term='Asociatia Proder Willi Romania'/><category term='Maltratare'/><category term='Smecher'/><category term='APWR'/><category term='Hospice'/><category term='Femeie'/><title type='text'>Feel Free</title><subtitle type='html'>Balarii puse cap la cap</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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multe înţelesuri, de exemplu în limba germană inseamnă şi o  stare de fericire, de fapt şi în limba română un om norocos este în  acelaşi timp şi fericit, a doua însemnătate ar fi din întâmplare, şi  nemeritat (nemuncit) se ajunge într-o situaţie avantajată materială sau  spirituală. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parerea mea este ca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norocos &lt;/span&gt;esti atunci cand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Te asiguri de doua ori inainte de a trece strada si iti vezi 'vecinul' calcat de masina pe trecerea de pietoni pt ca el s-a asigurat doar odata.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cazi 7m in gol, izbesti un zid de stanca, dai cu capul de pietre si scapi doar cu un genunchi sangerand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Esti 'luat' de un curent ascendet la mai putin de 50m de sol exact cand te pregatesti de aterizarea cu parapanta, rupi un gard de lemn si scapi doar cu celalalt genunchi sangerand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Te culci cu sora celui mai bun prieten si apoi iti ajuti prietenul sa caute 'faptasul'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghinionist &lt;/span&gt;esti atunci cand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alergi linistit pe strada in ideea de a face ceva miscare si te opreste Politia ca ai furat un portofel, victima find batranica care alerga dupa tine tipand: 'Opriti-l ca mi-a furat portofelul'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mergi linistit la munca si te feresti de un tip care vine din spate alergand dar il impiedici pe care il urmarea(victima), astfel ajungi iar la politie pentru complicitate la furt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Erai micut si veneai de la doctor bucuros ca fractura de la mana s-a vindecat(ca esti bine sanatos) si in drum spre case te loveste in cap o cutie de amigo plina cu bolovani(aruncata de copii vecinului pe post de oina)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Un mic rezumat din viata de zi cu zi.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnmJ03cBGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MYcVaybBmRA/S220/P1000332.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080495471041859180.post-6471989938031006977</id><published>2009-10-14T16:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:27:30.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ia lista si:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;00) Bolded the things I’ve done in the following list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Bought everyone in the pub a drink&lt;br /&gt;02) Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03) Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;05) Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06) Held a tarantula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07) Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08) Said ‘I love you’ and meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09) Hugged a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) Done a striptease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12) Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13) Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14) Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16) Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18) Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20) Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21) Changed a baby’s diaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23) Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24) Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26) Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27) Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28) Had a food fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30) Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31) Asked out a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32) Had a snowball fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34) Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35) Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36) Enacted a favorite fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37) Taken a midnight skinny dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38) Taken an ice cold bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39) Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;41) Ridden a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;42) Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;43) Fit three weeks miraculously into three days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44) Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45) Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46) Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47) Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48) Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Visited all 50 states of USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50) Loved your job for all accounts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51) Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52) Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53) Had amazing friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;55) Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;56) Stolen a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58) Taken a road-trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59) Rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61) Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Sky diving&lt;br /&gt;63) Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;64) Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65) In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;67) Benchpressed your own weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;68) Milked a cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Alphabetized your records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70) Pretended to be a superhero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;71) Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72) Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;73) Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;75) Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;76) Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;77) Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;78) Played in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80) Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;82) Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) Dropped Windows in favor of something better&lt;br /&gt;84) Started a business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;85) Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;86) Toured ancient sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87) Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;88) Sword fought for the honor of a woman&lt;br /&gt;89) Played D&amp;amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;90) Gotten engaged&lt;br /&gt;91) Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;92) Crashed a party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;93) Loved someone you shouldn’t have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;94) Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;96) Had sex at the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97) Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;98) Made cookies from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;100) Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;101) Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;102) Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103) Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;104) Been on television news programs as an “expert”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;105) Got flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106) Masturbated in a public place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;107) Got so drunk you don’t remember anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;108) Taken illegal drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109) Performed on stage&lt;br /&gt;110) Been to Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;111) Recorded music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112) Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;113) Had a one-night stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114) Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;115) Seen Siouxie live&lt;br /&gt;116) Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;117) Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;118) Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;119) Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120) Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;121) Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;122) Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123) Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;124) Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;125) Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126) Raised children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;127) Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;128) Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;129) Created and named your own constellation of stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130) Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;131) Found out something significant that your ancestors did&lt;br /&gt;132) Called or written your Congress person&lt;br /&gt;133) Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;134) …more than once? - More than twice?&lt;br /&gt;135) Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;136) Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137) Had an abortion or your female partner did&lt;br /&gt;138) Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;139) Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140) Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;141) Lost over 100 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;142) Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143) Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;144) Petted a stingray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;145) Broken someone’s heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;146) Helped an animal give birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;147) Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;148) Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;149) Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150) Killed a human being&lt;br /&gt;151) Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;152) Ridden a motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;153) Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;154) Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155) Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;156) Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;157) Ridden a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158) Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;159) Had sex on a moving train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160) Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;161) Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;162) Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing&lt;br /&gt;163) Slept for more than 30 hours&lt;br /&gt;164) Visited lots of foreign countries&lt;br /&gt;165) Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;166) Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;167) Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;168) Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground&lt;br /&gt;169) Been a sperm or egg donor&lt;br /&gt;170) Eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;171) Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172) Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;173) Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174) Gotten someone fired for their actions&lt;br /&gt;175) Gone back to school&lt;br /&gt;176) Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;177) Changed your name&lt;br /&gt;178) Petted a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;179) Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;180) Read The Iliad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;181) Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182) Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them&lt;br /&gt;183) …and gotten 86?ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;184) Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;185) Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;186) Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;187) Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;188) Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;189) Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;190) Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;191) Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream&lt;br /&gt;192) Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;193) Built your own PC from parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;194) Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you&lt;br /&gt;195) Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;196) Dyed your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197) Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;198) Found out someone was going to dump you via blog&lt;br /&gt;199) Written your own role playing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200) Been arrested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080495471041859180-6471989938031006977?l=snqqpy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/6471989938031006977/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/10/ia-lista-si.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/6471989938031006977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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poti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SnK3xwTTHXI/AAAAAAAAABw/F5s0sTqy4n0/s1600-h/200%2894%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SnK3xwTTHXI/AAAAAAAAABw/F5s0sTqy4n0/s320/200%2894%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364552171559001458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ineva imi spunea ca ar trebuii sa incetez sa fac lucruri pentru ceilalti si sa incep sa fac lucrurile sa mearga bine si pt mine, am incercat sa iau cat mai in serios acest sfat insa nu am renuntat la ideea de a il ajuta pe cel amarat, cel care nu se poate descurca singur pentru ca nu poate (nu pe cel care nu se poate descurca singur pentru ca nu vrea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;sa am aflat de foarte multe organizati si grupuri de oameni care fac asta in fiecare zi, o sa prezint doar 2 dintre ele &lt;a href="http://www.apwromania.ro/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asociaţia Prader  Willi din România&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.hospice.ro/"&gt;Hospice "Casa Sperantei"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apwromania.ro/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asociaţia Prader  Willi din România&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reprezinta bolnavii cu Sindromul Prader Willi precum alte boli rare din Romania, acesta asociatie a fost infintata de catre Doamna Dorica Dan a carei fica Oana are Sindromul Prader Willi, pentru mai multe detalii intrati pe site-ul oficial al asociatie &lt;a href="http://www.apwromania.ro/"&gt;http://www.apwromania.ro/.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Locatie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style7"&gt;Zalău, Sălaj,   România&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Str. Simion Bărnuţiu Nr. 97, Bl. SB88, ap. 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Contact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Tel./Fax: 0040-260-616 585&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobil: 0040-726 248 707&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style7"&gt;E-mail:   &lt;a href="mailto:doricad@yahoo.com"&gt;doricad@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.hospice.ro/"&gt;Hospice "Casa Sperantei"&lt;/a&gt; ofera ingrijire gratuita pacientilor cu boli incurabile in statii avansate, aceasta fundatie ajuta de mai bine de 15 ani bolnavii din Brasov si nu numai, pentru mai multe detalii intrati pe site-ul oficial al fundatiei &lt;a href="http://www.hospice.ro/"&gt;http://www.hospice.ro/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Locatie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style7"&gt;Brasov, Brasov,   România&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Str. Sitei Nr. 17 A, Bl. SB88, ap. 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Contact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Tel./Fax: 0040-268-474 405&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/470 495&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobil: 0040-728 130 076&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style7"&gt;E-mail: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:hospice@hospice.ro"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hospice@hospice.ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apwromania.ro/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080495471041859180-1458216001758541925?l=snqqpy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/1458216001758541925/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/07/ajuta-daca-poti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/1458216001758541925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/1458216001758541925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/07/ajuta-daca-poti.html' title='Ajuta daca poti...'/><author><name>Comi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003965980687910861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnmJ03cBGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MYcVaybBmRA/S220/P1000332.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SnK3xwTTHXI/AAAAAAAAABw/F5s0sTqy4n0/s72-c/200%2894%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080495471041859180.post-4334391515386838424</id><published>2009-04-18T01:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:26:41.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Supraestimare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SekSN23SJvI/AAAAAAAAABo/i3hcf2WdMXI/s1600-h/1341602865_0be8b139ec_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SekSN23SJvI/AAAAAAAAABo/i3hcf2WdMXI/s320/1341602865_0be8b139ec_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808063617312498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cateori in viata ati fost martori la evenimente care v-au facut sa trageti concluzii pripite? Cu totii am fost acolo si cu totii stim cum este...cine nu recunoaste acest lucru(inca nu si-a dat seama unde a gresit).&lt;br /&gt;Cei care stiu cum este sa iti faci o parere despre cineva...apoi sa fii dezamagit de acel cineva...sper sa inteleaga unde incerc sa ajung cu toate balariile astea :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Supraestimarea: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A estima peste măsură; a suprapreţui; a supraevalua; a supraaprecia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tot incerc sa uit luni intregi de durere cauzate de prostia mea si de faptul ca am fost orbit de frumusetea exterioasa a unei "epave", dupa o analiza mai amanuntita a tot ce se intamplase am ajuns la concluzia ca am avut un caracter pur si specific barbatesc....:| ajungand sa am nopti nedormite...intrebadu-ma "Oare dc mai fac asta"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Raspunsul venind de la sine...pt ca exista acel sentiment de afectiune si dorinta de a stii ca cineva acolo undeva se gandeste la tine...iar aici apar cele 2 genuri de barbatii: Cel pe care il intereseaza de partenera in continuare si incearca sa o faca si pe ea fericita....si cel pe care NU il intereseaza.&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea unu barbat ar fii "Dar ce sa fac eu sa o fac fericita?"...insa raspunsul il gasesti doar daca cunosti cu adevarat aceea persoana si stii exact ce o face fericita...si ce NU (Asta se poate obtine doar prin comunicare sau prin atentie f distributiva si f buna...ceva f rar intalnit la persoanele de sex masculin).&lt;br /&gt;Ca tot am ajuns la fericire...oare dc nu incercam sa intelegem ca daca, cautam fericirea acolo unde nu trebuie o sa avem f mult de suferit...asa ca mai bine...nu o mai cautam acolo unde obisnuiam si facem lucruri care le visam sa le facem...iar acum putem,2 exemple : Parapanta si Alpinismul...2 "sporturi" care te pot umple de adrenalina sau iti pot umple Carnetul medical de stampile de externare :)) depinde de cum aterizezi...practic vorbind aterizezi :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa revenim la supraestimare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cazul baietilor (Vorbind f obiectiv): FOARTE multi pun foarte mare accent pe aspectul exterior al unei fete, daca e buna...daca nu :( ; Insa sunt f putine cazurile cand acestia incearca sa vada ce e in capul fetei....ce e in sufletul ei...cum gandeste si NU daca e buna la pat...:))&lt;br /&gt;Fara sa supar vre-o fata frumoasa si desteapta care nu s-ar include in caracterizarea mea aparent MISOGINA...am sa spun ca de obicei fetele frumoase(definesc frumoase ca fiind bune la pat...asta in limbajul baietilor) sunt &lt;a href="http://www.pitipoance.ro/"&gt;pitipoance&lt;/a&gt; fie au groaza de prostii in cap care o sa te faca sa ai ganduri ucigase. Sunt f multe fete frumoase...in toate limbajele posibile...:D care au exact ce iti doresti tu sa aiba in cap...nu doar Drogs, Sex &amp;amp; Rock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cazul fetelor (Vorbind subiectiv): Fetelor sincer nu stiu ce dracu va place la baietiii :)) e cat se poate de subiectiv:)) ?&lt;br /&gt;Nu spun ca nho mai sunt si baieti rasaritii pe ici pe colo cate unu dar totusi restul de multe miliarde de femei ce obtin? Un barbat Macho care dupa 5 ani de casatorie devine alcoolist si se uita la meciurile de footbal asezat comod pe fotoliu...in timp ce striga la nevasta sa ii aduca berea? Stim cu totii ca astfel de cazuri exista cu miile poate milioanele si ca totul porneste de la "Wow super tare" ca supraestimam persoane care apoi se dovedesc a fii total altceva....probabil ca lipsa de comunicare intre persoane si cel mai important lipsa acestui element "INCREDEREA" duc la astfel de situatii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cate ori ai incercat sa urci un munte si aproape de varf te-ai oprit sa te odihnesti? Acest popas este foarte important pt ca te ajuta sa vezi lucrurile altfel si sa gandesti mai limpede si mai odihnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toate acestea sunt ganduri venite din neantul capatzanii mele la o ora foarte tarzie din noapte.&lt;br /&gt;Acum celor care sunt optimisti si stiu cum sa isi traiasca viatza indiferent de cum e ea....va recomand :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfq_A8nXMsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfq_A8nXMsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080495471041859180-4334391515386838424?l=snqqpy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/4334391515386838424/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/supraestimare.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/4334391515386838424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/4334391515386838424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/supraestimare.html' title='Supraestimare'/><author><name>Comi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003965980687910861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnmJ03cBGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MYcVaybBmRA/S220/P1000332.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SekSN23SJvI/AAAAAAAAABo/i3hcf2WdMXI/s72-c/1341602865_0be8b139ec_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080495471041859180.post-6557702869571489001</id><published>2009-04-11T10:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:01:38.583+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maltratare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smecher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeie'/><title type='text'>Maltratarea femeilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SeBLkYWwFjI/AAAAAAAAABg/rK9u8yCj4CA/s1600-h/02-femeie9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SeBLkYWwFjI/AAAAAAAAABg/rK9u8yCj4CA/s400/02-femeie9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323337847937177138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; O zi obisnuita la munca undeva intre orele 19:00 si 20:00...se aude glasul disperat al unei fete care tipa cat o tin plamanii :((...un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;DOBITOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; o batea in mijlocul strazii...sar peste ideea cu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;DOBITOCUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; putin...insa o sa revin la el imediat...ce m-a socat cel mai tare a fost faptul ca tipul dadea in fata cu pumnii direct in cap...de fatza cu toata lumea...problema si mai mare este ca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;NIMENI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; dar nimeni...nu a zicea nimik...toti taceau si se uitau la el cum dadea in fata...fata care cerea ajutor...dar nu il primea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa fii barbat in toata firea (famile , copil acasa) si sa stai sa te uiti cum o fata e batuta in fata ochilor de un Tampit...care considera ca e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"femeia lui"&lt;/span&gt; si face ce vrea...desii inca nu inteleg procesul prin care o fata poate devenii posesia cuiva si cum iti poti asuma acest drept da a bate o femeie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O copila mai bine zis ca mai mult de 18-19 ani nu avea...nici parintii nu au dreptul de a bate in asa hal copilul lor...insa se gaseste el ala mare si tare sa dea intr-o femeie ca se simte superior in fatza unei fiinte firave... X( ...dar ma intreb oare cum ar fii daca copila unuia dintre cei de fatza...care "asistau" la aceea bataie...ar ajunge batuta in ultimul hal cu buza sparta, fatza vanata si plina de sange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum s-ar simtii daca ar stii ca a fost batuta de fatza cu toata lumea si nimeni nu a reactionat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum sa revenim la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOBITOCUL&lt;/span&gt; care se simtea foarte bine aruncand cu pumnii in aceea fata, era genul de baiat de cartier plin de fite, plin de bani...care a avut tot timpul ce a vrut si i s-a oferit intotdeauna totul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foarte suparat ca "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce te fute pe tine grija ca imi bat femeia?&lt;/span&gt;"...acest gen de oameni vor exista mereu si vor face ce stiu ei mai bine =&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sa isi bata pula de cei din jur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;= prin simplul fapt ca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIMENI NU ZICE NIMIC SI NIMENI NU REACTIONEAZA SAU ARE O TENTATIVA DE A FACE CEVA IN LEGATURA CU ACEST "LUCRU"&lt;/span&gt;...ei vor face asta mereu...pt ca nimeni nu le zice nimik sau daca le zice cineva ceva le inchid gura...intr-un fel sau altul...dar daca nu este doar o persoana care sa aiba ceva importriva ci sunt mai multe persoane...povestea se schimba complet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acest gen de baietasi de cartier au gura mare dar daca le raspunzi cu aceeasi moneda si observa ca nu le merge asa...se simt neajutorati pt ca singura lor metoda de intimidare nu a dat roade si gata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincer nu imi pot imagina ce fel de parinti trebuie sa fie aceei "barbati" care nu ziceau nimik atunci cand acel copil de max 20 de ani o batea pe fata in mijlocul strazii, trist dar adevarat si se intampla in fatza ochilor nostri...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trebuie doar sa vrem sa vedem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignorantza ne-a adus aici...cum drak sa ignori asa ceva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080495471041859180-6557702869571489001?l=snqqpy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/6557702869571489001/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/maltratarea-femeilor.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/6557702869571489001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/6557702869571489001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/maltratarea-femeilor.html' title='Maltratarea femeilor'/><author><name>Comi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003965980687910861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnmJ03cBGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MYcVaybBmRA/S220/P1000332.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SeBLkYWwFjI/AAAAAAAAABg/rK9u8yCj4CA/s72-c/02-femeie9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080495471041859180.post-8851261449277550882</id><published>2009-04-09T12:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:34:43.484+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fungift.ro/magazin-online-cadouri/Tricouri-Student-poza-t-P-n-16448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.fungift.ro/magazin-online-cadouri/Tricouri-Student-poza-t-P-n-16448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunt student de aproape 4 ani la o politehnica de renume din Romania...stiti cum se spune...daca ajungi in anul 3...te-ai scos si gata....ei eu am ajuns in anu 3 si nu l-am trecut....lasand bazaconiile astea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In aceasta perioada cat am frecat bancile facultatii tot ce am invatzat este DOAR teorie...am bagat teorie de am crapat...la laboratoare se freca menta...si in momentul in care doreai sa vezi si tu ceva in practica ceva...sa vezi cum arata un circuit integrat si cum se comporta el...cum arata un servomotor...asa ceva nu se poate :( ....pt ca citim ca robotii, terminam o facultate apoi cand te angajezi ca doar o sa reusesti ca ai note mari pe diploma si ai terminat o facultate super grea....in cazul meu Automatizarile....cand o sa te puna cei de la noul loc de munca sa implementezi un sistem automat....ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incepi si o dai in barci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modul de predare din ziua de astazi si indiferenta profesorilor fata de studenti este prea de tot, oare cum reactioneaza un profesor atunci cand afla ca tu lucrezi noaptea ca sa poti sa scoti un ban sa iti poti plati chiria, intretinerea si sa ai ceva bani de mancare?...pe el nu il intereseaza ca tu trebuie sa lucrezi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai bine de 70% din profesorii facultatii vin...isi aseaza proiectorul se aseaza cu fundul pe prima banca cu spatele la studenti si incep sa citeasca tot ce scrie pe imaginea proiectata...in cazul in care un "nesimtit" are curajul sa intrebe ceva in legatura cu acea lectie....fie este zburat din sala...fie isi aude cuvinte grele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum imagineaza-ti cine mai merge la un astfel de curs?cand ai totul pus frumos pe "net" si gata....e mult mai usor sa citesti singur decat sa auzi un mos balbait sau o femeie isterica tipand la tine ca o intrerupi din asa zisa lectura proiectata pe perete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invatzatura e buna...insa cu portia si in cantintati NON TOXICE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080495471041859180-8851261449277550882?l=snqqpy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/feeds/8851261449277550882/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunt-student-de-aproape-4-ani-la-o.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/8851261449277550882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080495471041859180/posts/default/8851261449277550882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snqqpy.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunt-student-de-aproape-4-ani-la-o.html' title='Student'/><author><name>Comi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003965980687910861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnmJ03cBGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MYcVaybBmRA/S220/P1000332.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080495471041859180.post-8453808899279514403</id><published>2009-04-06T14:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:39:58.327+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentativa de post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LugiYHZSAQ/SdnpnO5XBPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Yt4lg-ZEP5I/s1600-h/P1000031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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