<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950</id><updated>2009-10-19T21:55:59.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight</title><subtitle type='html'>Knock on the sky and listen to the sound.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-1868796329765304439</id><published>2009-09-30T16:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:12:46.591+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know that part of every good movie... The sounds fading... A melody starts... The main character(s) looking for something.. or working.. or taking a walk.. leaves falling.. wind blowing in their hair.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good.. For almost 4 minutes, every day.. Going home.. "21 Guns" playing in my headphones.. Being alone.. Remembering special moments.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be criticised again for being too romantic and dreamy.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Here's a song I love.. David Letterman was the one who made me curious about it, so.. check it out, it's amazing.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yltq0HheHdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yltq0HheHdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-1868796329765304439?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/1868796329765304439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=1868796329765304439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1868796329765304439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1868796329765304439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-that-part-of-every-good-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-839710305171161484</id><published>2009-08-23T06:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T08:14:49.142+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... Home again... Should be good, still it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept no more than two hours. Woke up at 3:30am. Flew one hour, changed the plane and flew 4 more hours. Got home, took the car, two hours trip to the countryside. That's how yesterday was like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain's not great. Not entirely, at least. But it's still better than Romania. Madrid is a crowded town with a stupid underground map. The good thing is that you can actually breathe there. I don't care about what people say, but I find that wasting time staring at some weird paintings is simply STUPID. The Prado Museum is not worth seeing. I have more beautiful paintings in my house. However, there is a very interesting place to see and that's the Royal Palace. It's amazing, I've seen a few of the rooms and I reckon it was the most wonderful place I've been to in the whole town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granada is the most beautiful place in Spain, there is no point in trying to describe it, too bad I couldn't visit Alhambra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought I could get to the UK? Not me, but I got there. Gibraltar is everything like the main part of the UK, except for the driving. Awesome. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got to the seaside, I thought.. "Okay, the hotel looks like it's made of plastic, Spanish guys look awful, there are too big waves, the room is horribly decorated, it takes too long to get to the beach.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out (to my huge amazement and happiness) that I had the BEST room in the whole hotel, that the storm on the sea had ended and the waves were small and calm, that there were more foreign tourists than Spanish and that the road to the beach passed by an impressive oriental building and a small cute park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a kayak and took it far away from the beach.. I have seen monkeys, dolphins and wild parrots.. I have sailed on a pirate ship and jumped in the middle of the sea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of my trip I was really sad thinking I had to come back home. I left behind a wonderful place, the sea.. a piece of my heart.. two blue eyes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough with dreaming, I have better things to do. Back in the same ol' misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-839710305171161484?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/839710305171161484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=839710305171161484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/839710305171161484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/839710305171161484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-7526402759261280481</id><published>2009-05-20T14:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:49:28.172+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Things I'm frustrated about</title><content type='html'>In the past couple of months I started feeling more and more lonely. And why? I am too different from anyone else near me. This does not make me believe that there is something wrong with me. I think I am perfectly normal, just out of the ordinary. Which is a good thing, in my opinion. But it drags some other things with it, especially missing a person to talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost completely different tastes in music than my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE of my friends likes sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE of my friends likes to watch the things I like to watch on TV. "Mondenii" excepted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE of my friends likes the games that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are not romantic at all and think that it is plain stupid to be romantic in the real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I do not like some things that my friends do, but for them it's easy, because they find easily other persons with whom they can talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could find someone to talk to. Just a person who likes a few of the things I like. I'm tired of being told that what I do is boring or not interesting. I've had enough. I don't really care, but it's not pleasant to hear it every day either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to be this different?!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll have to keep looking. That's it. I'm used to waiting for something good to happen and I'm not going to lose my hope. It's just that it's better when two persons are waiting. They can talk to each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-7526402759261280481?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/7526402759261280481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=7526402759261280481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/7526402759261280481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/7526402759261280481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-im-frustrated-about.html' title='Things I&apos;m frustrated about'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-9095553164800944877</id><published>2009-05-17T07:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:30:13.354+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Fairytale :)</title><content type='html'>This post is not going to be entirely a serious newspaper-like one. Simply because what I'm going to talk about has a strong shade of a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I repeat the word "fairytale"? Because "Fairytale" is the title of the song with which Alexander Rybak, representing Norway, won last night the Eurovision contest. Isn't it great? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked a few other songs, but when I heard &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, everything was clear. He became instantly my favourite. No surprise, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few minutes I found out everything I needed to. (Hail Wikipedia =)) ) Alexander Rybak, born in Minsk, moved with his parents to Norway aged four. He's been playing instruments since he was five, so he's got his way with violin and piano. He reached the semifinals of the Norway's version of the Idol and won the talent competition Kjempesjansen with his own song, "Foolin`". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else could you possily ask? He's a violonist, pianist, composer and actor from Norway. He composes his own songs, "Fairytale" included. He won the Heddaprisen for his role (the fiddler) in Oslo Nye Teater's production of "Fiddler on the Roof". He stars as Levi in the film Yohan directed by Grete Salomonsen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, he is very very very very cute and good-looking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song "Fairytale" and the way he and the modern folk dance company Frikar interpreted it, left me speechless. It was just... PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was amazing. The music, the lights, the dance, the violin, the lyrics (oh, the lyrics..), his voice (:x:x), the girls` voice, the rythm, the fireworks, the drums, everything melted in and created a modern fairytale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do NOT care what other people think of him, or if they like the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts speak for themselves. He won the Eurovision final, breaking the previous record of 292 points scored by Lordi in 2006. He finished with a grand total of 387 points, 169 more than the runner up of Iceland and 95 points more than the previous record holders. There is nothing more to say about his performance. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the video, watch it and let yourself carried on the wings of magic. I will certainly do so. `Cause I'm in love with a fairytale!!! :x:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiH4BFTELME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiH4BFTELME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-9095553164800944877?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/9095553164800944877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=9095553164800944877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/9095553164800944877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/9095553164800944877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/05/fairytale.html' title='Fairytale :)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-1067090354612147160</id><published>2009-05-15T16:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:47:39.375+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>No title. At all.</title><content type='html'>I figured out something. One of my biggest problems about posting here is that I can never find a title. Really. Never. It's frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I know somebody who is going to be very happy about what I'm going to talk about and I shall get to the point. So... (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I should be paid for advertising.&lt;/span&gt;) That somebody (I haven't asked for permission to use the name) told me once about a band. From Romania. I think I made a funny face at the time. By chance, I had enough patience to give them a try. And I listened to a song. To my huge surprise, I really liked what I heard, so I listened to a few more songs. They are one of the best bands in Romania. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amsterdams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they have a new not-so-understandable video, though funny, and I like the song a lot. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLNJmAX2FLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLNJmAX2FLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just for fun, "CUZ I'M SCOTTISH". =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4cRpIYpdjRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4cRpIYpdjRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the videos. I can't get enough of them. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music again. Mika is going to release an EP, "Songs for Sorrow", on June 8th, but it is available for download in a digital version from today. Unfortunately, I am at the countryside and I cannot get it. Still, I am waiting for the album, as the music tours Mika posted on his former blog, now an interactive website, made me so curious that patience is hard for me to find. I will drive some people mad soon enough. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just to make my parents happy... I am looking for someone who would enjoy going to classical music concerts or to the theater. If whoever reads this wants to go or knows anybody who wants to go, just let me know. I do not think I can find someone who likes this kind of stuff, but it's worth the try. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go play Puzzle Pirates. Again. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-1067090354612147160?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/1067090354612147160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=1067090354612147160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1067090354612147160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1067090354612147160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-title-at-all.html' title='No title. At all.'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-2173359638319579938</id><published>2009-05-07T14:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:57:27.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>As my birthday came, too many people got too enthusiastic. I really do not care about this &lt;em&gt;specific&lt;/em&gt; day in my life (meaning the celebration of my birthday) and I got bored of being asked about what presents I want. My opinion is that if you request something, that is not a present any more. Not many people agree, but what can I do? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest problem this week is this: why, on Earth, boys or men who look from good to fabulous with long hair, insist on keeping it short from time to time?! It seems to me that they are plain stupid. Some people know exactly what I am talking about and why I'm frustrated. :)) But I believe I am right and there is nothing that can make me change my mind. Okay, the summer is coming and it's too hot outside. Oh, really? Then I am supposed to cut off my hair? Or I should probably die because of the heat. I can take it, though, so I cannot understand why a guy couldn't. Especially when he looks good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the release of Mika's new album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother gave me a box of liqueur chocolates. I love &lt;del&gt;them&lt;/del&gt; &lt;ins&gt;him&lt;/ins&gt;. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Higgins won the Snooker World Championship on Monday, which is fantastic. He was my favourite in the final against Shaun Murphy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the songs of Leona Lewis. She has an amazing voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English book is waiting for me, so I shall be going on with my lessons. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-2173359638319579938?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/2173359638319579938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=2173359638319579938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/2173359638319579938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/2173359638319579938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-3820578967103660532</id><published>2009-04-21T16:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:59:08.447+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comentarii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Late Easter Post</title><content type='html'>Since I have to think in English (and I have to do it fast), all my posts will be in English, at least until I get to my purpose. Some people may be happy, some won't. Who cares, anyway? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already started this with my last post, but I'm considering this a tradition from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of traditions... Has anyone noticed that the Easter has lost its spiritual meaning? I mean... People think only about food, parties, trips and some other superficial stuff. Beside this, the expressions "Hristos a inviat" and the answer "Adevarat a inviat" have become almost as commonly used as "Hello". Just the words, no other meaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe that Romanian is the most inexpressive language I have ever heard. For example, to stay connected to the theme of the post: isn't kind of stupid the double meaning of the expression "Paste fericit"? Everyone thinks of it as a joke, not thinking about the fact that no one is able to tell me the correct name of the holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the Easter out of this horrible town, at the countryside, playing &lt;a href="http://www.puzzlepirates.com/?affiliate=r1534197&amp;lang=en"&gt;Puzzle Pirates&lt;/a&gt;. This is &lt;a href="http://www.puzzlepirates.com/game/pirate.xhtml?pname=Aurigemma&amp;ocean=sage&amp;affiliate=r1534196&amp;lang=en"&gt; My Pirate Page&lt;/a&gt;. Pleeeease click on those links, even if you don't care. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then. Bye-bye now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-3820578967103660532?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/3820578967103660532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=3820578967103660532' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/3820578967103660532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/3820578967103660532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/04/late-easter-post.html' title='Late Easter Post'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-3124045542443167887</id><published>2009-04-06T14:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:47:13.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mika all the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This post is available only in English. Complaints are not accepted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika... The most amazing British singer in the last few years, has (almost) finished recording his second album. Doesn't that sound great? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the some of the songs are slightly more serious than the others, like the ones from "Life In Cartoon Motion", so I'll bet the mix is going to be quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the album to come out. I have to have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile... I've been "snoopin`" around and I've found two clips. Anyone can see them on Mika's former website, a blog at the moment, &lt;a href="http://www.mikasounds.com"&gt;MikaSounds&lt;/a&gt;. For the lazy ones, they are below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyvk_H3PP7E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyvk_H3PP7E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfKh1jJH2eo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfKh1jJH2eo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he sweet? To my pleasure and to annoy some other persons: MIKA IS THE BEST!!! :x:x:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I, usually, hate any watch. I've changed my mind. I would do anything to have at least one watch like any of his. :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-3124045542443167887?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/3124045542443167887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=3124045542443167887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/3124045542443167887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/3124045542443167887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/04/mika-all-way.html' title='Mika all the way'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-5697098882178610841</id><published>2009-03-25T12:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:13:43.001Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Fun stuff</title><content type='html'>Am gasit niste site-uri care mi s-au parut foarte amuzante. Mai jos sunt cateva link-uri. Have fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piratelaws.com/"&gt;Pirate Laws&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2s.biglobe.ne.jp/~circus/nanicolle/dog.swf"&gt;Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artlung.com/smorgasborg/how_to_tick_people_off.shtml"&gt;How to tick people off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.msoe.edu/~taylor/humor/accident.htm"&gt;Accident Reports&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20060813144114/http://xkcd.com/date/top.html"&gt;The Current Top Date Ideas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allowe.com/Humor/computerenhancers.htm"&gt;Computer Enhancers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rinkworks.com/said/courtroom.shtml"&gt;Things People Said: Courtroom Quotations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-5697098882178610841?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/5697098882178610841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=5697098882178610841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5697098882178610841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5697098882178610841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-stuff.html' title='Fun stuff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-9044886606309945478</id><published>2009-03-06T12:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:18:52.655Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Postul asta nu se refera foarte concret la o persoana anume. Sau poate se refera. Depinde... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place cand oamenii isi dau arama pe fata, cand ma ignora, cand fac glume proaste, cand "uita" ca sunt prezenta, in general, cand fac ceva ce ma face sa imi pun intrebari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, una dintre placerile vietii, pentru mine, cel putin, e sa examinez oamenii din jurul meu. Si observ asa de bine ipocrizia... Nici nu isi dau seama cat de fin este "mirosul" meu cand vine vorba de asta. Am fost dezamagita de multe ori si am invatat din asta destule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increderea atarna intotdeauna de un fir foaaarte subtire. La prima miscare, s-a rupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si daca cineva isi mai varsa nervii pe mine, o sa primeasca un raspuns destul de expresiv. Da` ce sunt eu? M-am saturat sa fiu luata drept sac de box. Aveti nervi? Foarte bine. Si eu am destule probleme, dar nu le dau in cap oamenilor din jurul meu. Cine vrea pace si prietenie cu mine, n-are decat sa munceasca pentru asta. Intr-o prietenie e nevoie de doi oameni. Sunt o persoana &lt;em&gt;destul&lt;/em&gt; de linistita (unii stiu de ce am pus "destul" :D ). Cu mine, viata e foarte usoara, atata timp cat ma respecti. Daca nu vrei, pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Daca cineva are impresia ca mi-am schimbat atitudinea fata de el/ea de la o vreme, ei bine - nu e o impresie. Asta inseamna ca e de vina cu ceva. Si cine se simte sa faca bine sa nu ma intrebe si sa isi dea seama singur(a). Daca nu ii pasa, nu imi pasa nici mie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-9044886606309945478?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/9044886606309945478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=9044886606309945478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/9044886606309945478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/9044886606309945478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/03/postul-asta-nu-se-refera-foarte-concret.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-8516324195377023987</id><published>2009-02-24T19:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:00:43.762Z</updated><title type='text'>Quotes ... in red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SaRRn9flCsI/AAAAAAAAABU/hftRuoyw82g/s1600-h/my+first+rose.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SaRRn9flCsI/AAAAAAAAABU/hftRuoyw82g/s400/rose.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306456007913048770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-8516324195377023987?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/8516324195377023987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=8516324195377023987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8516324195377023987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8516324195377023987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/02/quotes-in-red.html' title='Quotes ... in red'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SaRRn9flCsI/AAAAAAAAABU/hftRuoyw82g/s72-c/rose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-8448859772487956753</id><published>2009-02-20T18:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:49:47.044Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Chowder quotes</title><content type='html'>Pentru amuzamentul meu si al celor care urmaresc desenul animat. :x:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Welcome! Would you care for a free lollipop? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I? &lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Would you? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I? &lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Would you? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I? &lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Would you? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I what? &lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Care for a free lollipop? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I? &lt;br /&gt;Bank Lady: Would you? &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Would I? &lt;br /&gt;Schnitzel: Rada rada! &lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Yes, I would. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pepper spray? That sounds delicious!--AHHH!!!! I WAS WRONG! I WAS HORRIBLY WRONG!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mung Daal: Well, Kimchi, as a ladies man myself, I can tell you. ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Mung Daal: It means love stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: (to Shnitzel) Last night, I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup, and you were mustard. Which is weird, ‘cause usually you’re mayonnaise in my dreams. Why you suppose that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Okie-dokie. Let’s see here. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: I can count good too, Shnitzel! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Seven. Eight. Nine. Oh, fiddlesticks!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven&lt;br /&gt;Shnitzel: (angrily) Radda, radda radda radda radda!&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: No more counting, right! A! B! C! D! E! F! G!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: H. I. J. Oh, fiddlesticks!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: One-hundred eighty-nine. One-hundred ninety.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: You’re a good counter!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Thank you, sonny. One hundred ninety-two.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: How high can you count?&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Oh, I don’t know, pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: I can only count to forty-two. What comes after forty-two?&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Forty-three.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: And after that?&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Forty-four.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: And after that?&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Forty-five.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: And after that?&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Forty-six.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: Wow! How’d you get so good?!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: Well, I still practice, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Chowder: I’ll keep practicing too. Thanks, mister!&lt;br /&gt;(The bank teller returns to his money counting)&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: What a nice boy. Forty-nine.&lt;br /&gt;Shnitzel: (angrily) Aw, radda!&lt;br /&gt;Old Bank Teller: (angrily) Fiddlesticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bCASiT1ud4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bCASiT1ud4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-8448859772487956753?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/8448859772487956753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=8448859772487956753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8448859772487956753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8448859772487956753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/02/chowder-quotes.html' title='Chowder quotes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-2414806777799518048</id><published>2009-02-01T16:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:57:39.586Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Deep .. or not</title><content type='html'>Ma gandeam la prietenie.. La relatiile dintre oameni... La relatiile dintre mine si alti oameni... Oricat am incercat, nu am gasit ce cautam... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In plus... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O las asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu are rost sa dezbat aici asta. Poate doar incerc sa ma descarc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu. Nu. Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate alta data... Poate niciodata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-2414806777799518048?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/2414806777799518048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=2414806777799518048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/2414806777799518048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/2414806777799518048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/02/deep-or-not.html' title='Deep .. or not'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-8455487743915914554</id><published>2009-01-20T18:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:26:24.936Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Wanted. Part 2.</title><content type='html'>Vreau sa gasesc urmatoarele lucruri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;preferabil, toate episoadele din "Wacky Races", "Stop that pigeon" si "The Smurfs", sau cel putin cateva&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ceva carti de psihologie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;desi nu caut un elixir pentru viata vesnica, vreau unul care sa faca oamenii sa nu isi mai verse nervii pe mine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;un parfum cu aroma de fructe, flori sau vanilie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astept, ca si data trecuta, ori ceva concret pentru primele doua puncte, ori recomandari pentru ultimele doua puncte de pe lista. Recompensa variabila. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-8455487743915914554?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/8455487743915914554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=8455487743915914554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8455487743915914554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8455487743915914554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanted-part-2.html' title='Wanted. Part 2.'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-8213425229853969094</id><published>2009-01-07T18:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:08:44.692Z</updated><title type='text'>Un mare campion</title><content type='html'>Lasand la o parte pentru un moment noua latura mai... personala a blogului, vreau sa onorez o promisiune facuta unui coleg... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt un mare fan al sporturilor violente, dar hai sa vedem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e6/Mayweather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e6/Mayweather.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Floyd Mayweather Jr. Un nume care, pentru multe persoane, inseamna ceva. Poate un simbol, un exemplu demn de urmat, sau doar un tip care stie sa isi foloseasca pumnii. Cert e ca in lumea sportului el s-a facut remarcat de-a lungul timpului prin constanta, recordul lui fiind 39 de victorii consecutive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascut in '77. Nu am reusit sa aflu cand si-a inceput cariera, dar am citit multe alte chestii. Sincer, am fost uimita. In '93, '94 si '96 a castigat campionatul Golden Gloves, la nivel national. La Jocurile Olimpice desfasurate in Atlanta a luat medalia de bronz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A castigat 6 titluri mondiale la 5 categorii diferite de greutate: Super Featherweight, Lightweight, Junior Welterweight, Welterweight si Junior Middleweight. Pentru mine si alti necunoscatori nu prea inseamna mare lucru denumirile astea, dar asa, ca nota informativa si cultura generala, nu strica. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printre invinsii lui Mayweather se numara Oscar de la Hoya, Ricky Hatton, Arturo Gatti si muuulti altii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In afara de viata sportiva, se pare ca ii place dansul. A participat in sezonul 5 din Dancing with the Stars. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.floydmayweatherjr.org/photo/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.floydmayweatherjr.org/photo/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altceva... Ce ar mai ramane de spus? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cei mai multi romani nu sunt interesati decat de fotbalul intern. Care nici ala nu mai e fotbal. In schimb, ar putea sa isi largeasca putin orizonturile, pentru ca marii campioni sunt lasati in umbra. Si mie, ca fan al sportului in general, mi se pare mult mai interesant sa aflu niste detalii despre un om care are ceva de demonstrat, decat sa imi pierd vremea ascultand detalii din viata amoroasa a lui Cristi Chivu. Sa fim seriosi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://anotherdeadleeblog.typepad.com/another_deadlee_blog/images/2007/10/16/floyd_mayweather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 196px;" src="http://anotherdeadleeblog.typepad.com/another_deadlee_blog/images/2007/10/16/floyd_mayweather.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cat despre Floyd Mayweather Jr... Jos palaria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-8213425229853969094?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/8213425229853969094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=8213425229853969094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8213425229853969094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8213425229853969094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/01/un-mare-campion.html' title='Un mare campion'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-4548870278546178814</id><published>2009-01-05T19:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:40:49.962Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Idei...</title><content type='html'>Mi s-a sugerat o chestie... Daca tot nu pot sa vorbesc despre mine, atunci sa scriu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea e buna, mai ales ca blogul asta e citit doar de cativa oameni, nu am vrut niciodata sa fie mai mult de atat. Deci... Incep sa scriu chestii mai personale. Cine se stramba e invitat sa nu mai citeasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru astazi - un singur gand. De fapt, o intrebare retorica... De ce oare mi-a luat atata timp ca sa imi dau seama ca unii oameni nu merita nici increderea, nici atentia mea?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te schimba sau a-ti da arama pe fata? Asta e intrebarea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-4548870278546178814?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/4548870278546178814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=4548870278546178814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/4548870278546178814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/4548870278546178814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/01/idei.html' title='Idei...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-6884061257082106560</id><published>2009-01-01T18:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:39:02.901Z</updated><title type='text'>A new discovery</title><content type='html'>Se numeste... Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are 31 de ani, totusi destul de dragut individul, cel putin mie imi place. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai multe nu stau sa scriu despre el, oricine poate gasi pe wikipedia: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Mraz"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca omul e activ din 2002, dar am aflat de el prin mai, la cateva zile dupa ce a lansat single-ul "I'm yours".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce "new", din moment ce il stiu de atatea luni? Simplu. Abia azi am avut "brilianta" idee de a cauta si alte melodii de-ale lui. Nu toate sunt extrem de bune, dar unele chiar imi plac, doua dintre ele in mod special: "I'm yours", care e o melodie foarte, foarte draguta; a doua e "Life is wonderful", care are niste versuri absolut geniale. (Care nu e de acord sa nu imi sara in cap, pentru ca aici e blogul meu si nu exprim nicio alta opinie in afara de a mea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomand aceste melodii celor care agreeaza muzica lejera, poate cu nuante de vara. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Am incercat sa pun si o poza, dar nu intra... Nu stiu de ce. Eh, o puteti gasi &lt;a href="http://www.stltoday.com/blogzone/the-blender/files/2008/07/jason2.jpg"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-6884061257082106560?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/6884061257082106560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=6884061257082106560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/6884061257082106560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/6884061257082106560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-discovery.html' title='A new discovery'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-506566937651406406</id><published>2008-12-28T17:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:10:10.685Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comentarii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless'/><title type='text'>Idei de sfarsit de an...</title><content type='html'>Mai sunt cateva zile pana la inceputul unui nou an... Daca astept asta? NU. De ce? Ah, sunt atatea raspunsuri la intrebarea asta... M-am saturat. Pur si simplu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul 2008... A trecut repede, ceea ce e bine, la cat de mizerabil a fost. Prima jumatate s-a dus odata cu anul scolar. Vacanta a fost la fel de plictisitoare ca de obicei, in afara de cele doua saptamani magnifice ale lunii august. A fost superb... Inca am pe desktop o poza de atunci, imi aminteste in fiecare zi la ce nivel de relaxare si liniste pot ajunge. Insa nu reusesc sa imi egalez "performanta"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai departe.. Scoala ca scoala... In sfarsit am inceput sa ma pregatesc pentru facultate... Ma doare capul numai cand ma gandesc la cele 20 de planse care asteapta sa le termin in urmatoarele doua saptamani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul se termina in vacanta... Perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta a fost, sa trecem la ce va fi...&lt;br /&gt;In anul urmator:&lt;br /&gt;1. O sa ma tin de scoala. (Greu :)) )&lt;br /&gt;2. Am de gand sa urmaresc &lt;em&gt;toate&lt;/em&gt; competitiile sportive care ma intereseaza, desi nu am cu cine sa discut pe baza lor...&lt;br /&gt;3. O sa fiu mai putin altruista. Se pare ca nimanui nu ii pasa si, contrar ideii care spune ca daca faci ceva bine se intoarce inzecit, la mine nu se uita nimeni. &lt;br /&gt;4. Daca imi dau seama cum, o sa scap, in sfarsit, de Windows Vista. Sper sa nu stric laptop-ul in timpul "procesului".&lt;br /&gt;5. Sper sa progresez in a-mi invinge o fobie... Daca ii pasa cuiva (desi ma indoiesc profund, vezi punctul 3), sa ma intrebe, ca n-am de gand sa explic aici.&lt;br /&gt;6. O sa postez mai des pe blog. Pentru ca am fost rugata de atatea ori anul asta... Dar rugati-va sa am si inspiratie, pentru ca duc lipsa la modul cel mai grav.&lt;br /&gt;7. Vreau sa renunt la mess. Ma intreb daca si-ar mai aduce unii aminte de mine daca as iesi putin din peisaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata, lista se opreste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is... AMY!!! Hip, hip, hurray!! Thank you, thank you, it's been a "great" year... Vreau sa le multumesc celor mai bune prietene, Alexa, Antonia si Cristina, pentru ca au fost alaturi de mine si m-au suportat. You're the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am gandit sa scriu ceva in germana pentru cel mai bun prof ever, Mihai, dar lipsa de inspiratie ma omoara. Thanks for being there for me when I needed it, regarding mostly the first half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ii multumesc fratelui meu care, de la o vreme, e un scump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le multumesc parintilor pentru ultimele cateva luni, mi-au facut viata ceva mai usoara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mii de multumiri cateilor mei, care ma binedispun cu orice ocazie si, mai ales, sunt niste calorifere pe cinste. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi nu cred ca o sa vada articolul asta, ii multumesc celui de la care am luat manualele de mate, nu stiu ce ma faceam fara ele. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le multumesc celor care m-au ignorat sau dezamagit in ultimele doua luni. N-aveti decat sa o tineti tot asa. Nu ma afecteaza, dar stiu de cine sa imi pese mai putin sau deloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu asta inchei anul. Revin in 2009. Cu speranta ca nu o sa ma mai deprime nimeni vorbindu-mi de planurile pe care si le-a facut pentru revelion, va urez sa aveti un an cat mai normal, in limitele impuse de granitele Romaniei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-506566937651406406?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/506566937651406406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=506566937651406406' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/506566937651406406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/506566937651406406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/12/idei-de-sfarsit-de.html' title='Idei de sfarsit de an...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-8863927128139418498</id><published>2008-12-22T17:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:36:57.120Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rewind'/><title type='text'>"Scary" ... stuff</title><content type='html'>Post-ul anterior a fost un adevarat esec. Pentru mine, cel putin. Mi-au raspuns extrem de putini oameni si toti la cel mai simplu punct de pe lista... Ceea ce m-a dezamagit. Profund. Asa ca incep sa scriu altceva... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandeam azi, dupa ce am reusit sa imi fac praf ultima pereche de blugi, care e cea mai infricosatoare experienta pe care am avut-o... Nu a fost prea greu sa imi dau seama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era vara. Iar eu eram la tara cu ai mei. Scenariul perfect pentru un film de groaza cu mine in rolul victimei. Eram la casa bunicii mele cand a inceput o ploaie torentiala. Tunetele si fulgerele nu lipseau. Fara curent electric si fara cablu la televizor, ca sa nu explodeze. Greu de suportat. Cand, intr-un final, ploaia a parut sa cedeze, tatal meu a avut "inteleapta" initiativa de a pleca acasa. Cum drumul nu era lung (cam 500m), am mers pe jos, desi unchiul meu isi aratase intentia de a ne conduce cu masina. Buun... Prima jumatate de drum a fost lejera. Dar, bineinteles, fiind vorba de mine, haosul s-a dezlantuit. Crengile copacilor trosneau la trecerea vantului printre ele, a inceput si ploaia care m-a udat pana la piele in jumatate de minut, iar pe cerul de un gri foarte inchis au aparut simultan cateva zeci de fulgere. (Nu, nu exagerez.) Nu mai era nevoie de mult pana la punctul culminant. Am vazut o lumina puternica, iar dupa o fractiune de secunda, transformatorul de pe un stalp electric din spatele meu a explodat, in acelasi timp in care eu am auzit ceea ce cred ca a fost cel mai puternic tunet auzit vreodata de oamenii din zona aia. Am tipat si am inceput sa plang. Ratiunea imi spunea sa merg incet, ca sa nu risc sa fiu lovita de un fulger, dar frica m-a impiedicat sa gandesc mai departe. Am luat-o la fuga si nu m-am oprit decat in casa. Am stat uda, plangand, mai mult de jumatate de ora inainte sa ma calmez putin, iar in noptile urmatoare am avut prea multe cosmaruri ca sa le contorizez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ramas cu niste fobii in plus, de parca nu aveam deja destule... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, daca raspunsurile la postul anterior au lasat de dorit, ii rog pe cei care se obosesc sa citeasca asta sa imi spuna care a fost cea mai infricosatoare experienta pe care au trait-o. In comment, pe mess, sau cand ne intalnim. Doar asa... Sunt extrem de interesata de povestile astea, dar vreau sa vad si &lt;em&gt;cine&lt;/em&gt; o sa imi raspunda... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-8863927128139418498?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/8863927128139418498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=8863927128139418498' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8863927128139418498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/8863927128139418498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/12/scary-stuff.html' title='&quot;Scary&quot; ... stuff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-1294497141414167215</id><published>2008-12-17T19:36:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:07:24.175Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>Caut partener(a) de discutie pe subiecte legate de sport. Da` sa fie si interesat(a). Ca neinteresati care imi spun la fiecare doua cuvinte ca nu le pasa am destui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caut partituri pentru orice fel de cantece de pian.. Preferabil de dificultate medie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caut orice fel de driver pentru Windows XP si laptop Toshiba Satellite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caut jeleuri cu gust de jeleuri, fara miros ciudat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caut un acumulator pentru rabla mea de telefon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caut poze cu Martin Jonsrud Sundby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine gaseste ceva din lista asta sa ma anunte. Ofer recompensa variabila in functie de persoana. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-1294497141414167215?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/1294497141414167215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=1294497141414167215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1294497141414167215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/1294497141414167215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/12/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-5514394317864429298</id><published>2008-12-06T14:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:55:51.225Z</updated><title type='text'>New (?!) stuff</title><content type='html'>Mi s-a atras din nou atentia ca nu am mai scris pe blog de prea mult timp... Okay, hai sa vedem ce gasim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai intai... Am descoperit cea mai buna carte scrisa vreodata: "Twilight", de Stephenie Meyer. E o poveste de dragoste intre un vampir si o fata ce pare a fi obisnuita, dar dovedeste a fi exact opusul. De ce imi place atat de mult cartea? Imi place ideea. Chiar foarte mult. Actiunea nu e lungita la infinit, adica o intamplare nu e insirata pe 10 pagini. Sunt foarte multe detalii marunte, dar si foarte importante, care fac povestea mai interesanta. Bella, personajul principal, imi aduce aminte de mine si o inteleg perfect cand ia o anumita decizie. Edward... ce as putea sa mai spun despre el? Un vampir... de vis. 8-&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca am enumerat destule motive. Abia astept sa vad filmul, sa citesc ultimele doua volume si varianta lui Edward a intregii povesti. Inca sunt fascinata de toata chestia asta. Cine a citit cartea intelege. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am revenit la pasiunea pentru McFly. Baietii astia sunt geniali. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am descoperit de ce ascult muzica rap: nu imi transmite nimic, motiv pentru care nu am de ce sa incep sa plang la mijlocul melodiei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least... O sa fiu mai atenta cu anumite persoane. Sa se simta cine vrea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Scuzati eventuala incoerenta, nu stau sa recitesc ce am scris.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-5514394317864429298?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/5514394317864429298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=5514394317864429298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5514394317864429298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5514394317864429298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-stuff.html' title='New (?!) stuff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-5137684358642012230</id><published>2008-11-23T13:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:39:44.620Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>'All that is gold does not glitter'</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All that is gold does not glitter,&lt;br /&gt;Not all those who wander are lost;&lt;br /&gt;The old that is strong does not wither,&lt;br /&gt;Deep roots are not reached by the frost.&lt;br /&gt;From the ashes a fire shall be woken,&lt;br /&gt;A light from the shadows shall spring;&lt;br /&gt;Renewed shall be blade that was broken,&lt;br /&gt;The crownless again shall be king."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting poem, isn`t it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-5137684358642012230?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/5137684358642012230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=5137684358642012230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5137684358642012230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/5137684358642012230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-that-is-gold-does-not-glitter.html' title='&apos;All that is gold does not glitter&apos;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-4105647350626565371</id><published>2008-11-19T19:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:31:28.915Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless'/><title type='text'>Just stuff</title><content type='html'>Nu inteleg de ce nu gasesc titluri pentru post-uri. Scriu ce am de scris si pe urma ma chinuiesc jumatate de ora sa gasesc un titlu. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa... Despre protestul cantemiristilor nu mai vorbesc, pentru ca deja e epuizat subiectul si expus mult mai bine decat as fi putut sa o fac eu pe site-ul lui &lt;a href="http://www.mkrieger.co.cc/2008/11/19/frectie-la-picior-de-lemn.html"&gt;Krieger&lt;/a&gt;. Multumim &lt;a href="http://realitatea.net"&gt;realitatea.net&lt;/a&gt; pentru sustinere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doar mie mi se pare ca imnul romaniei e extrem de stupid? &lt;br /&gt;Am dat ieri de cel al Germaniei si, in afara de faptul ca e foarte draguta melodia, are si versuri placute. Acum, pe langa prima strofa din Fratelli d'Italia, stiu si prima strofa din Deutschland uber alles (cu Umlaut-ul de rigoare...). Perfect :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-4105647350626565371?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/4105647350626565371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=4105647350626565371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/4105647350626565371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/4105647350626565371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-stuff.html' title='Just stuff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-6548473686736370977</id><published>2008-11-16T12:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:39:44.132Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless'/><title type='text'>Five things to keep</title><content type='html'>Da, m-a apucat scrisul in engleza. Nu de alta, dar romana mi se pare mult prea plictisitoare si inexpresiva. Acum folosesc cate putin din fiecare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma intreba cineva care ar fi cele cinci obiecte pe care le-as pastra, no matter what. E o tema buna de gandire, mai ales ca am foarte multe obiecte pe care le-as putea considera indispensabile. Si cum mi s-a acordat libertatea de a alege obiecte care pot contine alte obiecte... ar fi asa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Claviatura mea electronica de la Yamaha... :x&lt;br /&gt;De ce? Imi place muzica... Imi place sa cant... Imi place sa invat sa cant. Plus ca e relaxant. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. O mapa cu muuuulte foi A3 si A4, creioane (grafit si colorate), ascutitoare si radiera.&lt;br /&gt;De ce? Pot sa desenez ore in sir si imi place. E ocupatia perfecta pentru mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Biblioteca mea si, bineinteles, toate cartile din ea.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea motive incat nici nu incep sa le enumar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Televizorul.&lt;br /&gt;Asta poate a sunat superficial. Dar cum o mare parte din atentia si memoria mea sunt destinate competitiilor sportive, se explica. Cel putin pentru mine si cei care ma cunosc. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laptop-ul.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pe post de laptop, ci de player. Contine toate melodiile care imi plac, iar fara muzica, viata e plictisitoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Daca m-as mai gandi, probabil s-ar mai chimba putin lucrurile. Postul asta e gandit in trei minute si e pus pentru un anumit individ, stie el cine, ca sa nu mai imi puna intrebarea inca o data. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-6548473686736370977?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/6548473686736370977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=6548473686736370977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/6548473686736370977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/6548473686736370977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/11/five-things-to-keep.html' title='Five things to keep'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2297356348850584950.post-7398366724110467831</id><published>2008-11-16T12:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:42:59.149Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A few things I believe in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SSAVNCjqeYI/AAAAAAAAABA/Irfa6mbHawI/s1600-h/img4081468964760b08e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SSAVNCjqeYI/AAAAAAAAABA/Irfa6mbHawI/s200/img4081468964760b08e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269234877792418178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the power of good, truth and love.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is a special someone for any person who wants to find him/her.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that animals hear, talk and feel just like us, though they have other ways to show it.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that no one can be 100% evil.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that all of us are unique in our own way.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the world could be better.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the importance of "feeding" your soul.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that spirituality means something else to each other person. To me, it`s keeping untouched the things you believe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2297356348850584950-7398366724110467831?l=amy121time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/feeds/7398366724110467831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2297356348850584950&amp;postID=7398366724110467831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/7398366724110467831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2297356348850584950/posts/default/7398366724110467831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amy121time.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-things-i-believe-in.html' title='A few things I believe in'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04826654122555028453</uri><email>amy121time@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06556687744664148951'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhZfL8MTYqM/SSAVNCjqeYI/AAAAAAAAABA/Irfa6mbHawI/s72-c/img4081468964760b08e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>