<?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-833349380489964730</id><updated>2012-02-12T13:21:54.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'>adi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3892601321570813447</id><published>2012-02-12T12:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:21:54.645+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserupism</title><content type='html'>Azi n-am chef de lume... In unele tablouri oamenii nu-si au rostul. Asa e azi camera mea, micul meu spatiu, dar totusi destul de incapatoare  pentru toate gandurile mele. Multe...putine, bune...proaste, totusi ale mele. Momentul in care ma pot speria linstit de dezordinea din capul meu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Habar n-am de multe, habar n-am, habar n-am si iar ...habar n-am. Mi se pare destul de complicat sa stii ce vrei, sa stii ce faci, sa stii ce-ti place. Iti place nimic si totul sau totul si nimic, conteaza doar momentul. Te gandesti la lucruri, iti imaginezi ce tare ar fi sa le indeplinesti, le faci! si nu sunt nici pe departe atat de grozve. De ce naibii? Nu pot sa pricep. Destinatia, tinta, obiectivul, "target-ul" sunt niste imbecilitati pentru ca atingerea lor te dezamageste in final. Ratarea lor si mai tare. Drumul insa...ah da. Drumul! Drumul e genial, pentru ca nu ai habar daca vrei reusi sau vei pierde, esti incarcat cu speranta, dorinta, entuziasm, putere, iubire, pasiune, verva alternate cu nervi, frustrare, claustrare, depresie, blocaj, delasare, durere, suferinta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce dracu e asa de important unde ajungi? Pot sa fac pariu ca un jeg din Beverly Hills, cu un cont cu multe zerouri, s-a trezit cu aceeasi durere in pula, si-a mancat micul dejun si sta la piscina prajindu-se la soare. Credeti ca el n-are probleme ca oricine? N-are lucruri de facut? Nu uraste sau indrageste lucruri? Cu ce el diferit fata de oricine? Sigur are o tinta prin care vrea sa-si depaseasca conditia. Pentru ca e dependent de drum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scarba asta de om se obisnuieste cu orice. Nu e vorba de destinatie, e vorba de drum. Si atunci de ce atata incruntare, inclsetare, constipare? Oricum ai lua-o e bine intr-un moment si rau in altul. Orice ai face, poate ai cum sa controlezi cand e bine sau rau, dar un bine permanent...hmm...povesti tata. Si daca totusi ar exista. Sigur ne-am obisnui si ne-am plictisi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Si atunci de unde atata indvidie pentru cineva a carui bunastare nu te afecteaza? E ceva care ma depaseste si ma va depasi mereu. De ce dracu' sa fii invidios cand iti va veni si tie randul la un moment dat sa fii invidiat? Te mai simti bine cand iti dai seama ca produci aceasi macinare interioara pe care ai avut-o si tu ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Exista de toate pentru toti, poate nu chiar langa tine, dar in lumea asta in mod sigur. Cu aceeasi siguranta afirm ca dupa ce o sa ai, o sa vrei altceva. Atunci de ce sa stai, sa nu incerci? Nu vezi ca nu e important rezultatul? Sigur iti ramane DRUMUL la care te gandesti cu zambetul pe buze intr-o duminica mahmuroasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;(daca astepti sa gasiti ceva util pe-aici carati-va pe www.studentabil.ro aici doar borasc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3892601321570813447?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3892601321570813447/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3892601321570813447' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3892601321570813447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3892601321570813447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2012/02/miserupism.html' title='Miserupism'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-4957495523850325485</id><published>2012-01-31T22:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:25:44.681+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Da-ti voie sa iubesti!</title><content type='html'>Mda...o tema pe care nu am prea abordat-o aici, dar putin curaj nu strica.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu vreau sa vorbesc despre ce este iubirea. E important totusi ca e in stransa legatura cu ura. Acel sentiment pe care il simtim atunci cand suntem dezamagiti de cineva iubit. Acest sentiment duroros te face sa arzi puternic in interior dand liber monstrului care sta ascuns in tine. Nu vi se pare ca e opusul iubirii? Sentimentul care elibereaza energii neinchipuite vreodata de tine. Te fac alt om. Unul bland, cald fara pic de rautate...practic un copil care care descopera lumea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iubesti, obosesti iubind, astepti din ce in ce mai mult si in cele din urma esti dezamagit. Nu mai primesti acea mangaiere care te face fericit sau o primesti, dar nu te mai satisface. Esti irascibil, claustrat, universul se reduce la fiinta iubita. Te simti ca un narcoman care isi vrea doza, dar in acelasi timp e constient ca trupul sau e obisnut si vrea mai mult. Devine un joc obositor si unidirectional. Cineva este extenuat si iese. Poate fuge, poate cu o ultma zvanicre opreste jocul in incercarea zadarnica de construi un baraj in fata barajului suferintei. Ce mai comenteaza? Oricum se termina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ca orice lucru, e apreciat abia dupa ce nu mai e. Apar regrete reprosuri, totul este tarat prin noroi. O perioada maladiva urmeaza in care deopotriva simti ca vrei sa te rupi de drog, dar in acelasi timp  tanjesti cu ardoare dupa el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iti revii, vine perioada convalescentei. Incerci sa uiti. Gresesim ca uitam tot! Uitam de inima care dorea sa iasa din piept, de parul zbarlit, de golul din stomac, de copilul bun. Se cladeste incet, dar sigur, un zid in fata sentimentelor. Refuzi orice apropiere, in afara de cea pur fizica. Nu vrei, nu accepti, nu doresti sa mai suferi, Sufletul tau nu se mai leaga de nimeni &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si apoi oricat cat de bine te prefaci ca-ti merge bine simti o lipsa. Ti-e dor chiar si de momentele de suferenti. Esti intr-o totala deriva. Esti capos si refuzi sa accepti ca iti lipsete iubirea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indiferent de varsta, nu va fie frica sa iubiti, sa luptati pentru iubire. Iubeste chiar daca stii ca nu vei fi iubit. Iti garantez ca vei suferi. Nu-ti fie frica, asta te va face sa simti ca traiesti! Nu-ti fie frica sa daruiesti clipe de tulburare, de agonie, de tumult acestui sentiment. Nu-ti fie frica sa daruiesti fara sa te astepti la nimic in schimb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obisnuieste-te cu suferinta si mai ales obisnuieste-te sa inlocuiesti suferinta cu iubire. Iubeste pentru o secunda, un mintut, o ora. Traieste-ti naibii viata! Gandeste-te doar cand ai aflat de iubirea cuiva, dar i-ai refuzat-o, dar in acelasi timp te-ai simtit bine...Dumnezeu stie de ce....Ia-o ca pe o alinare oferita celuilalt micsorandu-ti propria suferinta. Iubieste! Cine stie...poate vei fi iubit inapoi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Si, da, stati linstit nu am innebunit...inca si nici n-am fumat/baut)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-4957495523850325485?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/4957495523850325485/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=4957495523850325485' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4957495523850325485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4957495523850325485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-ti-voie-sa-iubesti.html' title='Da-ti voie sa iubesti!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-2461931495603136963</id><published>2012-01-04T16:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:26:18.511+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inchide televizoru'!</title><content type='html'>De cand cu Studentabil, nu prea am mai simti nevoia sa scriu ceva personal si am neglijat blogul asta peste care am dat zilele trecute si m-au distrat ragailile mele pline de frustrare, asa ca de sa-mi refuz placerea asta pe viitor?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am vazut recent un studiu despre nefericirea romanilor si nu m-a surprins deloc ca suntem printre cei mai nefericiti pamanteni. La dracu', normal ca suntem nefericiti cand ne complacem, cand stam pasivi in fata televizorului si ascultam cum toata lumea injura pe toata lumea. Toti avem idei despre cum am putea avea o tara mai buna. Si stam, pasivi, si ascultam o droaie de analisti care dau din gura pe bani grei in timp ce venitul nostru nu creste. Uneori au dreptate, alteori exagereaza cert e ca ne deprima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chiar avem atat timp? Chiar n-avem ce face? Chiar e mai important sa ascultam vorbindu-se in nestire despre tot ce e prost? Nu ar fi mai util sa incercam sa dezvoltam bucatica noastra oricat de mica ar fi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este important sa stii ce te inconjoara pentru ca nu traiesti intr-un balon de plastic, dar hai sa gandim putin problema. Lucrurile nu sunt chiar atat de prapastioase pe cat se incearca sa fie prezentate. Nu vreau sa insinuez ca lucrurile sunt bune ci sa ne uitam putin in ograda noastra, sa ne uitam la ce avem noi de facut si cum mica noastra bucatica am unge putin mecanismul asta ruginit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trebuie pornit de la lucruri atat, dar atat de simple cum ar fi politetea, amabiliteatea, zambetul. Apoi ne gandim la ce facem, ne gandim daca ne facem bine treaba, ne gandim daca ne-am facut datoria cum trebuie si apoi poate avem dreptul sa fim frustrati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu  am de inbunatatit atat de multe lucruri ca sa ma gandesc la cum isi fac altii treaba ca nu pot sa nu am un sentiment de vina cand critic. Da, recunosc, am fost tipul ala care crtica orice misca pana mi-am dat seama ca sunt penibil si cel care ar trebui sa fie criticat sunt eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sa arunce cu piatra in mine cel fara de pacat", intelepte vorbe. Inainte sa crtici uite-te putin la tine. Gandeste-te daca ai putea sa faci mai mult si poate realizezi ca ai fi prea ocupata sa faci ce trebuie decat sa anlizezi tot ce e in jur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-2461931495603136963?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/2461931495603136963/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=2461931495603136963' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2461931495603136963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2461931495603136963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2012/01/inchide-televizoru.html' title='Inchide televizoru&apos;!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3062401228404397681</id><published>2011-04-30T09:16:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:16:28.022+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprilie</title><content type='html'>Inca un pic pan' la marele nimic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3062401228404397681?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3062401228404397681/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3062401228404397681' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3062401228404397681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3062401228404397681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/04/aprilie.html' title='Aprilie'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-7122726175188452130</id><published>2011-03-31T18:18:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T18:19:42.011+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Martie</title><content type='html'>Nici nu stiu cand a inceput,nu stiu cand s-a terminat...monotonie,monotonie si iar monotonie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7122726175188452130?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7122726175188452130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7122726175188452130' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7122726175188452130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7122726175188452130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/03/martie.html' title='Martie'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-7067561631828501616</id><published>2011-02-28T17:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:57:25.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Februarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow…deja gata februarie?Nu ieri a fost revelionul?Ah,nu ,am confundat cu Valentine s day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;N-am inteles multe lucruri legate de februarie.N-am inteles de ce e mai scruta decat toata lunile,n-am inteles de ce toata lumea e isterica pe 14 februarie si uita total de 24 februarie(recunosc ca si eu )&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Una peste alta ma sperie ca deja au trecut 2 luni din an si inca mai simt mirosul artifciilor de revelion(bine,poate defapt e mirosul motorului de Dacie veche).Si cred ca niciodata n-am fost mai satul de gheata de zapada,de haine groase si tot ce se leaga de iarna.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oare cat mai am de asteptat pt berea outdoor ravnita in postul de sfarsitul lui ianuarie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7067561631828501616?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7067561631828501616/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7067561631828501616' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7067561631828501616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7067561631828501616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/02/februarie.html' title='Februarie'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-5715571774742926378</id><published>2011-02-19T02:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T03:38:04.719+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri in miez de noapte 3</title><content type='html'>Imi dau seama ca in orice moment al vietii lipseste ceva.Oricat de bine ar merge lucrurile exista o frustrare in adancul sufletului,  ceva ce lipseste,ceva ce trebuie imbunatatit,ceva la care trebuie sa mai lucrezi si chiar daca de multe ori il vad ca un lucru dezastruos si ma blochez,urealizez ca neajunsul este un motiv de "a juca "in continuare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omul prin definitie este nemultumit.Perfectiunea,fericirea,bunastarea totala nu pot fi atinse niciodata poti doar gusta din ele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mai tineti minte intrebarile din oracole cu pestisorul auriu si cele 3 dorinte ale lui?Intamplator am dat peste oracolul unei foste colege pe care am uitat sa-l completez si m-am oprit la intrebarea asta.Ma uitam cum toti cereau lucuri concrete.Ipotetic, daca ar exista pestisorul de aur, i-as cere sa ma faca fericit toata viata.Am o vaga banuiala ca s-ar bloca si n-ar avea cum sa-mi indeplineasca dorinta(sau ar putea sa faca asta doar scurtandu-mi drastic viata).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orice m-ar face fericit acum,maine ma va lasa rece.Nu ai ce face in acest sens.Tot ce pot face e sa iau lucurile ca atare si sa incerc mereu sa gust din fericire.E un drog cu efect limitat si nu ar mai avea niciun farmec fara momentele in care tanjesc la ea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starea de fericire este intodeauna precedata de un interes,mai exact un obiectiv pentru care trebuie sa te straduiesti mai mult sau mai putin pt a-l atinge.Munca depusa este direct proportionala cu stare de bine in cazul atingerii obiectivului.Cum am mai spus intr-un post anterior nici esecul nu e rau,chiar daca rezultatul nu a fost cel dorit pe parcursul drumului te-ai hranit cu sperante si idealuri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Idealul este o stea calauzitoare" Lev Tolstoi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-5715571774742926378?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/5715571774742926378/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=5715571774742926378' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tipar ca si Craciunul.Aparentele sunt savurate din plin iar nimanui&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nu-i pasa de substrat.Totul a devenit ceva comercial.Piata nu stie cum sa satureze cosumatorii cu tot felul de decoratiuni,cupidoni si ce-i cel mai rau inimi peste tot…zilele astea parca m-am pierdut in tara inimilor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Si partea mea favorita din ziua asta:vezi un baiat cu tranadafirul in mana si zici ca e maraca in inregistrata si pe fruntea lui scrie “OWNED”. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Si pe langa asta e amuzant sa-i auzi pe fanaticii impotriva “Valentine s Day” care repeta obsesiv intrebarea.”Iti trebuie o zi speciala ca sa oferi o floarea/un cadou?”.Multi se regasesc aici si i-as ruga sa povesteasca un gest romanatic intr-o zi care nu reprezenta nicio ocazie(excluzand rahaturi de genul “i-am spus ca-i dau luna de pe cer).Nu multi au imaginatie si o astfel de zi vine ca o gura de oxigen pt o relatie monotona.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Una peste alta, implicat sau neimplicat sunt multe de savurat pe 14 februarie.Asa ca hai sa iubim sau sa radem!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7125598282670545755?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7125598282670545755/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7125598282670545755' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7125598282670545755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7125598282670545755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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care interlocutorul ar trebui sa se prinda ca sa eviteo situatie penibila.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar ce faci cand nu se prinde si chiar iti raspunde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intr-un astfel de moment tot ce speri e sa nu fi nevoit sa mimezi compasiunea.In cel mai bun caz poti avea norocul sa te prefaci extaziat de reusitele din viata interloculorului.Daca ai ghinionul sa-ti povesteasca de o perioada neagra inseamna ca se asteapta la o solutie iar evident tu nu esti persoana potrivita pentu a-i-o oferi.Cel mai nobil lucuru pe care il pot(i) face este sa-ti rapesti 10 minute din viata si sa-l asculti(eu unul cam dau sfaturi proaste).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Situatiile de mai sus nu se aplica in cazul prietenilor aici lucurile au un cu totul alt cod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deci daca nu ai timp de pierdut sau esti saturat de propriile probleme nu da iluzia cuiva ca iti pasa si nu-l intreb "ce face?".Zambeste-i si nu intreba.Poate faci ziua cuiva mai buna,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-123780634242557423?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/123780634242557423/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=123780634242557423' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/123780634242557423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/123780634242557423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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esuat,daca a depinsa totul de tine pentru ca de multe ori e o chestie de noroc.Din esec poti acumula multa experinta pentru ca succesul nu iti da timp sa faci o analiza pentru ca esti prea ocupat sa savurezi clipele de glorie care trec extrem de repede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un principiu spune ca:"e greu sa ajungi in varf dar e si mai greu sa ramai acolo".Asta pentru ca putini invata din reusite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt de acord ca nimic nu e mai placut decat betia succesului dar cum te trezesti din mahmureala face diferenta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-8127484205169394564?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/8127484205169394564/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=8127484205169394564' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8127484205169394564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8127484205169394564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/02/esecurie-sunt-bune.html' title='Esecurie sunt bune!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-360006293052624240</id><published>2011-02-02T15:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:20:15.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urasc vacanta in Bucuresti!</title><content type='html'>Cand aud cuvantul vacanta ma gandesc la bagaje,tren,autrostrada,masina,hotel,la tot ce intra in campul semantic al plecarii.Nu pot asocia conceptul vacantei cu camera mea,cu patul meu,cu pragul usii camerei mele de care inca ma mai lovesc dimineata cand sunt chior de somn.Vreau intr-o vacanta sa am alt pat,alta camera,alta mancare,alti oameni,alte locuri,alte baruri.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cel mult poti numi pauza perioada in care stau in Bucuresti si nu ma duc la scoala.As vrea sa schimb definitia vacantei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dex-ul spune:"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;timp de odihnă acordat elevilor și studenților pe o anumită perioadă. . concediu de odihnă"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitia mea ar fi:o perioada in care face ceva total diferit,intr-un loc diferit,cu oameni foarte dragi iar daca nu exista macara sa fie diferiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-360006293052624240?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-7011145231970622610</id><published>2011-01-31T18:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:49:56.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ianuarie</title><content type='html'>Prima luna din an ne-a cam amagit cu un inceput calduros iar apoi ne-a taiat sperantele unei primaveri timpurii cu un frig de nici nu-ti vine sa iesi din casa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toata lumea e plina de entuziasm in &lt;b&gt;ianuarie&lt;/b&gt; mai ales pe 1.Toti se comporta de parca un calendar ar sterge toate problemele si totul o ia de la 0.Eu unul am facut o tampenie pe 1 ianuarie anul trecut si nu mi-a mers deloc rau. Si ghiciti ce?Anul asta, tot pe 1 am facut alta prostie si am un sentiment ca nu-mi va merge prost doar din cauza asta(si sper sa nu-mi mearga deloc prost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cred ca dupa septembrie urasc luna asta cel mai mult pentru ca vine dupa vacanta de Craciun (singura perioada in care zapada si frigul mai au vreun farmec),cand scapi si tu de multele chestii pe care trebuie sa le faci in &lt;b&gt;ianuarie&lt;/b&gt; si vrei sa iesi primesti raspunsuri de genu':"am de invatat/sesiune".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mai vreau vin fiert indoor,vreau o bere outdoor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7011145231970622610?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7011145231970622610/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7011145231970622610' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7011145231970622610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7011145231970622610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/01/ianuarie.html' title='Ianuarie'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-4479643832694398345</id><published>2011-01-28T08:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:42:28.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'>5 momente penibile</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1.In bar/pub/club disco-cand esuezi la "agatat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Localuirile sunt destinate divertismentului socializarii.In principiu interactiunii dintre oameni.Poti sa mergi cu prietenii sa te distrezi sau poti sa cunosti oameni noi.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu iti taie nimic mai mult cheful decat o replica total dezinteresata din partea unei tipe pe care ai abordat-o...(in scopuri ortodoxe ,evident!).Normal ca i-ai zis o prostie ca doar alea 3 beri si-au spus cuvantul(in cazul meu si 2).Daca totusi te faci de ras ai grija sa nu fie niciun prieten langa tine care apoi sa povesteasca intamplarea foarte amuzanta dar la care tu nu razi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.Pe strada-cand esti auzit vorbim singur.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma gandesc acum la filmul "What women want"cand Mel Gibson auzea absolut tot ce gandeau femeile.Toti avem ceva in minte si o voce interioara care vorbeste permanent in mintea noastra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uneori vorbesti fara sa-ti dai seama creazand ca esti singur.Surpriza!Nu esti!De habar n-am unde iese cineva cu o privire compatimitoare care parca spune"Saracu...si e atat de tanar!"si probabil daca n-ar deveni totul mai penibil i-ai spune"Du-te in p**a mea gandeam cu voce tare!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oamenii...apar mereu cand n-ai nevoie de ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.Cand n-ai prins gluma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O gluma tare e intotdeauna mai buna cand cineva nu se prinde.Razi mai intai de gluma apoi de prostu' care nu s-a prins.Numai in pielea lui sa nu fi in primul rand rateaza prima gluma apoi se rade de el .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Cand spui o prostie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clasic,dar intotdeuna penibil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.Cand cazi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un moment de sezon...E iarna,e gheata,aluneca deci cazi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cazi=&gt;&gt;lumea rade de tine=&gt;&gt; esti penibil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-4479643832694398345?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/4479643832694398345/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=4479643832694398345' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4479643832694398345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4479643832694398345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-momente-penibile.html' title='5 momente penibile'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-587620439135898539</id><published>2011-01-25T18:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:51:23.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incearca!</title><content type='html'>Incearca sa te trezesti dimineata si sa iei totul in joaca!Trateaza totul ca un joc la care vrei sa fii cel mai bun.Nu lua in considerare doar rezultatul ci gandeste-te si la drum ca facand parte din joc.Fii atent ca s-ar putea sa gasesti niste bonusuri interesante daca ocolesti putin calea sau poate ai ghinion si dai de obsacole,nu ai de unde sa stii tocmai asta-i frumusetea.Ori castigi ori pierzi.E atat e simplu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, si ce daca pierzi azi?eh,si ce daca pierzi maine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pierzi pentru ca n-ai fost destul de bun la joc.Tine minte e doar un joc,un joc care iti place!Joaca-l!Intelege regulile si foloseste-le!Stai putin,n-a zis nimeni nimic de corectitudine.Nu-ti convin regulile? Schimba-le daca esti tare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o jungla acolo.Supravietuieste cu zambetetul pe buze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-587620439135898539?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/587620439135898539/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=587620439135898539' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/587620439135898539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/587620439135898539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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reuseste sa le aiba pe toate ...mda poate var-miu de 9 ani ar crede asta.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucurile trebuie facute la momentul lor,ciudat e ca atunci cand ar trebui sa faci ce trebui iti gasesti tot felul de ocupatii(cum ar fi scrisul pe blog).Pana la urma iti iei ininima in dinti si te apuci,te chinui te apuca,dracii,mai te uiti pe fereastra,mai te gandesti la cai verzi,mai asculti o melodie dar intr-un final termini.Iti dai seama ca n-a fost asa mare lucru si stai sa te gandesti de ce ai amanat atat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trebuie&lt;/b&gt; nu e pe placul nimanui.E ca tva-ul nu poti sa cumperi  nimic fara sa-l platesti.Asa e si cu indatoririle maracate de acest &lt;b&gt;trebuie&lt;/b&gt;.Parca iti piere cheful de cel mai placut lucru din lume daca atasezi un &lt;b&gt;trebuie&lt;/b&gt; inainte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Propun un experiment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incercati sa constrangeti pe cineva cu ceva concret sa faca un lucru cat se poate de placut.Predictia mea e ca interesul pt acel ceva va scadea la jumatate.Sunt curios ce reactii vor avea cobaii vostri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-6705344941345110283?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/6705344941345110283/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=6705344941345110283' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6705344941345110283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6705344941345110283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/01/trebuie.html' title='Trebuie!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-6501318987956186063</id><published>2011-01-04T20:40:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:23:29.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Si acum ce?</title><content type='html'>Ce am de facut?Cum?Oare va fi bine?Cum trebuie sa fac sa fie?...sunt intrebari atat de punctuale dar totusi cu un raspuns atat de relativ iar cu cat ma gandesc la ele cu atat devin mai confuz.N-am habar si idee de nimic,mi se pare atat de corect dar se dovedeste a fi gresit.Mi se pare bine dar se dovedeste a fi prost.Nimic nu mi se mai pare clar si concret..Totul e la mana unor detalii ce schimba intregul curs.Simt ca tot conteaza.Fiecare idee de acum poate insemna viata de maine.Si se intampla ceva ce parea nu de mult foarte departe,se intampla chiar sub ochii nostri.E un film in care joci si unde nu asculti mereu de regizor,uneori te duci cu capul inainte pe cont propriu si astepti ...astepti sa vezi ce iese.Oare-i bine?oare-i rau?daca acum e bine, mai tarziu e rau.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te simti bine cand castigi doar pentru ca stii cum e sa pierzi.Te simti bine cand se termina greul pentru ca l-ai suportat urmand ca apoi sa te simti plictisit de "bine" pentru ca vrei sa suporti greul pentru a avea dinou satisfactia binelui.Ce cerc ametitor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E totul doar un joc de care te plictisesti mereu si vrei sa atingi mereu nivelul urmator si alergi si cauti iar alergi iar cauti si crezi ca ai gasit ...dar n-ai gasit nimic si stii asta si totusi n-ai ce face.Vezi ca n-are nimic nicio logica.&lt;b&gt;Si acum ce?&lt;/b&gt;Acum nu ramane decat sa cauti si sa construiesti momente bune pentru ca ai doar o fisa la acest atuomat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-6501318987956186063?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/6501318987956186063/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=6501318987956186063' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6501318987956186063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6501318987956186063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2011/01/si-acum-ce.html' title='Si acum ce?'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-8862162794269694901</id><published>2010-12-10T19:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T05:46:23.418+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Abia astept...</title><content type='html'>Abia astept o farama de pauza,o pauza de la viata cotidiana,de la locurile pe care le vad zilnic,de la oamenii pe care ii vad zilnic,de la lucrurile zilnice care au devenit deja automatisme.M-am saturat de nenea cu ziare de la Baba Novac,m-am saturat de babele din bloc,m-am saturat de aceleasi replici,m-am saturat de acelasi pat,m-am saturat de teme,m-am saturat de stres.Abia astept sa stau tolanit undeva departe undeva unde e liniste si nu trebuie sa-mi fac griji de ce am de facut pt maine,sa nu-mi fac griji ca voi intarzia undeva,sa nu-mi fac griji ca ma voi intalni cu cineva pe strada,sa nu-mi fac griji de ce va zic altii,sa nu-mi pese daca ea ma va cauta,sa stau seara cu un pahar de vin pe terasa dardaind de frig si realizand ca mai exista si momente bune...Abia astept sa uit de lumea mea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-8862162794269694901?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/8862162794269694901/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=8862162794269694901' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8862162794269694901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8862162794269694901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/12/abia-astept.html' title='Abia astept...'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-8649013478878252465</id><published>2010-12-08T12:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T13:10:03.585+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O zi buna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sunt doar niste stereotipii,niste lucruri banale,marunte ce-mi fac ziua.Imi place dimineata drumul spre scoala cand nu e aglomerat,imi place cand colegii sunt fericiti si bine dispusi,imi place o bere dupa o saptamana grea,imi place sa gasesc o tigara intr-un pachet pe care il credeam gol,imi place cand aud melodia preferata intamplator,imi place cand primesc un telefon de la un prieten vechi ce credeam ca m-am uitat,imi place zambetul barmanitei din antic cand sunt atat de plictisit incat nu stiu ce sa comand,imi place cand gasesc o poza din copilarie printre mormanele de carti,imi place sa dau de un prieten cand ma plimb singur,imi place sa rad la un film despre care am auzit ca e prost,imi place sa ma distrez cu cei cu care nu ma astept.Daca macar un lucru s-ar intampla macar o data pe zi n-as avea cum sa fiu trist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-8649013478878252465?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/8649013478878252465/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=8649013478878252465' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8649013478878252465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/8649013478878252465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-zi-buna.html' title='O zi buna'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-5638360521498908473</id><published>2010-06-30T23:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:55:07.692+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri in miez de noapte 2</title><content type='html'>Si uite-ma la doar un an distanta de terminarea liceului,uite-ma la doar un an distanta de ceva ce parea parca mai ieri parea atat atat de departe.E ciudat cum trece timpul pe langa tine si nici nu simti.Dar ca fiecare etapa orice are un sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;Finalul poate fi asociat cu multe: cu bucurie,cu tristete,cu entuziasm dar intotdeuna finalul este asociat cu o parere de rau pentru ca de fiecare data iti amintesti partile bune.Imi amintesc cat de mult am urat cls a 8-a pe parcursul ei am vrut atat de mult sa se termine,am vrut atat de mult sa stiu un rezultat nenorocit,am vrut atat sa incep ceva nou imediat dupa ce s-a terminat totul mi-am dat seama ca am pierdut atatea canalizandu-ma pe un singurul lucru.Am renuntat la vise,am renuntat la prieteni,am renuntat la placeri,am renuntat poate la sansa de a fi fericit si toate astea pt un loc intr-un liceu.&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc si acum momentul in care am aflat ca baietii mei au castigat campionatul national.In clipa aceea am fost cuprins de o bucurie sincera.Am sarit in sus in camera de fericire imedit ce am incheiat convorbirea cu colegii auzeam urlele lor si urlam si eu:).Iar dupa am avut poate unul din cele mai triste momente ale vietii mele cand am realizat ca nu am fost si eu acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Oare totul a meritat?Poate e prea devreme ca timpul sa-mi dea un raspuns la intrebarea asta.&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc ca ma asteapta acelasi drum plin de suisuri si coborsuri,de sacrificii si incercari,de stari de agonie si de extaz,de dezamagiri si realizari,Defapt mi se pare ca viata e doar un drum in care trebuie sa-ti gasesti o ocupatie ca sa nu te plictisesti,iar realizarea unui obiectiv iti da o satisfactie trecatoare.E ceva atat de banal incat ma sperie.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa cred ca n-au trecut 3 ani degeaba iar experianta acumulata nu va face decat sa-mi faca"drumul" mai frumos.&lt;br /&gt;Timpul e uneori atat de nemilos dar acelasi timp iti poate fi cel mai bun aliat.&lt;br /&gt;Well I ain t gonna live forever ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-5638360521498908473?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/5638360521498908473/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=5638360521498908473' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/5638360521498908473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/5638360521498908473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/06/ganduri-in-miez-de-noapte-2.html' title='Ganduri in miez de noapte 2'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-763206088875350102</id><published>2010-06-17T06:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:29:37.197+03:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>just a perfect memory :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-763206088875350102?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/763206088875350102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=763206088875350102' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/763206088875350102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/763206088875350102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/06/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1275338469579742534</id><published>2010-05-18T19:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:37:20.724+03:00</updated><title type='text'>E una din zilele alea...</title><content type='html'>E una din zilele alea cand toate lucrurile ies pe dos, cand vezi ca totul se bazeaza pe lucruri total opuse cu care esti familiarizat,cand iti dai seama ca valorile pe care le pretuiesti nu fac nici cat o ceapa degerata in fata tuturor,cand realizezi ca repeti aceleasi lucruri obsesiv iar toti din jurul tau au aceeasi gandire cabalina...,cand regreti ca ai ajutat,cand iti vine sa te iei la bataie cu cineva doar pt simplu fapt ca are o fata de bou fatarnic,cand incerci sa te calmezi si sa-ti intri in ritm dar tot ce iti vine sa faci este sa spargi capu' cuiva ...Da, intr-adevar e una din zilele alea in care iti vine sa dai totul dracului totul sa-ti bagi **** si sa actionezi utlizand drujbe topoare furci cutite ciocane dalti siurubelnite bate surubelnite nuncege si multe alte chestii ce cauzeaza multa suferinta, dar parca mai fain e sa stai de vorba cu un prieten :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1275338469579742534?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1689319879643142050</id><published>2010-02-18T23:46:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:32:58.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam atat pe Anfield</title><content type='html'>Poate ca multi ar spune ca meciul de pe Anfield a fost unul urat,lipisit de spectacol in care unii au atacat in valaruri iar altii au stat cu curu'-n poarta.La o analiza superficiala nu ai a avea prea multe contrargumente impotriva acestei teorii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un meci a carui desfasurator se stia oarecum dinainte.Totul se rezuma la intrebarea:"Cat rezista Urziceniul?"...si a rezistat cat a putut...cat a avut noroc.Scorul strans(onorabil de altfel) nu s-a datorat doar norocului.Urziceniul a stat excelent in teren, a dat dovada de rabdadare,sange rece,concentrare si nu in ultimul rand determinare iar greselile au fost putine.Totusi am pierdut cu 1-0,totusi Liverpool a parut ca nu s-a chinuit,totusi statistica meciului e net superioara lui Liverpool in ciuda scorului strans.Atunci,daca Urziceniul a jucat perfect(parerea mea,hac!), cum dracu' astia au fost calare pe noi si puteau sa ne rupa in doua?Pai,foarte simplu valoarea si mai ales competenta sunt un factor cheie in orice domeniu mai ales in sport.Sa vrei e o conditie necesara dar nu si suficienta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jucatorii de la Urziceni au demosntrat a fi niste bravi luptatori si merita felicitati pentru asta.Probabil ca multi si-au depasit conditia pe Anfiled,singurul lucru negativ care reiese din acest meci este nivelul fotbalului in Romania.Bravo Urziceni,dar cam atat se poate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1689319879643142050?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/1689319879643142050/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=1689319879643142050' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1689319879643142050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1689319879643142050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/02/cam-atat-pe-anfield.html' title='Cam atat pe Anfield'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-8381737315524721770</id><published>2010-02-08T07:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:11:08.821+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce usor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/S2-qYhC-_BI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sHFSHp9K4b4/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/S2-qYhC-_BI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sHFSHp9K4b4/s400/610x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435750613423946770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul trecut pe vremea asta o tara intreaga sau mai bine zis doua erau indurerate de moartea unui sportiv,indragit de iubitorii sportului si nu numai.Era mare,frumos puternic...dar tot s-a dus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti vine atat de greu sa accepti cum totul poate sa se termine asa usor si asa nedrept.Mi-e si sila oarecum sa fac un apel...apel la cine?Apel la giboni steroidizati cu creierul cat o nuca?Astia nu o sa inteleaga niciodata ca nu e totul:"Sa fiu smecer, sa moara mama!".Asa ca tot ce pot sa spun e sa va feriti cat puteti de de-astia asta daca va place viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai plecat prea devreme,Marian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-8381737315524721770?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/8381737315524721770/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=8381737315524721770' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3501310130518815230</id><published>2010-02-06T01:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:07:40.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri in miez de noapte</title><content type='html'>O ora ciudata pentru a scrie un post...o ora ciudata pentru a face orice defapt in afara de a dormi.Un lucru pe care nu prea pot sa-l fac.Or fi de vina gandurile ce imi cuprind constiinta sau doar filmul de groaza care tocmai mi-a dat fiori?&lt;br /&gt;Rahat,in cerculetul din coltul din dreapta al ecranului scria 15 deci puteam si eu sa ma uit fara sa fiu prea  afectat.Eh,se pare ca au ramas doar gandurile,care de ceva vreme nu-mi dau pace.Si nu ma gandesc la probleme ce pot fi rezolvate imediat(gen tema la mate),nici macar nu sunt multe ganduri...e doar unul dar complex....unde,cum si cu cine o sa fiu peste 10 ani?(daca apuc acei 10 ani evident)Stiu ca multi mi-ar spune cuvinte mari si goale de genul:"traieste clipa!"Tuturor ne place sa nu ne facem griji, sa actionem ghidati de impuls,sa plutim in deriva in oceanul vietii.Viata oricum e un joc, suna simplu si crud: e doar un joc dar e tot ce ai!Cu cat realizez mai mult aceste lucruri cu atat ma afund mai mult in incertitudine,ceea ce ma ingrijoireaza teribil.Ma gandesc la momentul 2020....oare voi regreta ce am ales acum,oare ma voi putea privi dimineata in oglinda,oare prietenii imi vor fi alaturi si atunci?Nu stiu de ce am sentimentul ca deciziile de acum vor juca un rol hotarator in urmatorii 10 ani.Intr-un fel lucru asta ar fi normal insa...sunt mai indecis ca niciodata in momentele in care trebuie sau iau deciziile cele mai importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Daca cineva se crede in stare sa ma lumineze cat de cat il ascut cu placere si bagare de seama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3501310130518815230?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3501310130518815230/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3501310130518815230' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3501310130518815230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3501310130518815230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/02/ganduri-in-miez-de-noapte.html' title='Ganduri in miez de noapte'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3515269802408886498</id><published>2010-01-21T20:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:46:32.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un mic sfat...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, n-am mai lasat nimic pe aici de ceva vreme.Motivele sunt cam neimporatante si neinteresante asa ca nu ma voi obosi sa le scriu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cam nasol cand ti-o iei in freza,cand lucrurile iti par(si sunt nedrepte) dar paradoxal nu ai nimic de facut.Suna desul de naspa aici,nu?Atunci parca vrei sa fugi cat mai repede si cat mai departe de orice alta problema.Parca esti drogat...drogat cu neputinta.Neputinta de a zambi,neputinta de a te bucura,neputinta de a fi un prieten pentru cei de langa tine,neputinta de a lupta...de a lupta pentru tot ce face sa te simti bine,pentru toti cei la care tii si tin la tine.Long story short....esti terminat.Tot nasol,ha?Dar planeta nu se opreste, se invarte iar tu,inert, te complaci cu situatia iar problemele se aduna si nu se rezolva de la sine...si mai nasol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O decizie cam proasta,pentru ca nimeni niciodata nu va fi ferit de lovituri.Sa-ti plangi de mila,sa te complaci, sa nu cauti solutii nu te poate duce decat intr-un singur sens....si anume in jos.N-ai alta sansa decat sa incerci sa te ridici cat mai repede si sa faci lucrurile in asa fel incat sa-ti fie favorabile.In viata nu prea conteaza cate lovituri dai ci cate poti sa incasezi si totusi sa mergi mai departe...asa ca oricat de tare ati lua-o incercati sa vedeti o cale de iesire.(stiu eu un bou care n-a fost in stare)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3515269802408886498?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3515269802408886498/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3515269802408886498' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3515269802408886498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3515269802408886498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-mic-sfat.html' title='Un mic sfat...'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-407192541012859843</id><published>2009-10-04T14:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:52:54.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Numai elev sa nu fi</title><content type='html'>Viata de elev are greutatile cat si placerile ei.Acum, la cateva saptamani dupa inceperea scolii, ne trezim cu adevarat din amorteala vacantei,ne amintim ca exista o chestie numita catalog in care se contorizeaza absentele si notele proaste, deci vrem nu vrem trebuie sa mergem la scoala si sa ne straduim sa ne prezentam cat mai bine.In fond i asta e datoria noastra,vorbesc in cazul multor elevi din zona urbana,nimeni nu ne trimite sa ducem vacile la pascut(din pacate aceste cazuri exista)in concluzie "daca-i musai, cu placere!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indatoririle zilnice de elev trebuie cat de cat respecate, dar ce te faci cand trebuie sa dai un examen,ceva la nivel national,ceva ce implica sistemul.Urasc politica si tot ce tine de ea, dar subiectul educatiei l-am urmarit fiind afectat in mod direct.Toti ministrii in primele 2 saptamani de la instalare aveau pe buze reforme, parca ar fi fost o miza:cine-si lasa amprenta mai mult sau mai putin pregnant in sistemul educational?Pana si Boc, a carui functie e evident interimara pentru orice prost, a declarat ca va schimba din TEMELIE sistemul educational.Ma gandesc cum naiba o vrea sa schimbe el sistemul educational din TEMELIE cand mai sunt 2-3 luni pana la alegerile prezidentiale, iar el va zbura sigur de la educatie daca nu si din conducera Guvernului.Si cel mai mult ma amuza preluarile, dupa ureche, a exemplelor occidentale.De genul hai sa scurtam numarul de ore...dar cu materia ce facem?nu o sitetizam si pe ea...nu!Adica un fel de "las-o ba ca merge asa".Imi place de asemenea ca fiecare ministru are propria lui conceptie despre metodele de examinare,iar tu ca elev poti sa ai surpriza ca examenul tau va fi total schimbat fata de cel de anul trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am tot respectul pentru studiile ministrilor ce s-au perindat de-a lungul anilor pe  la educatie,dar ma bucur ca in viitorul nu foarte indeparatat nu voi mai depinde in mod direct de deciziile lor si ma voi putea amuza linistit pe seama acestora, pana atunci Dumnezeu cu mila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.adevarul.ro/articole/reforma-educatiei-trimite-7-din-pib-catre-invatamant-si-ii-pensioneaza-pe-profesori-la-65-de-ani.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-407192541012859843?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1587501111443262938</id><published>2009-09-15T23:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:04:38.572+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un mic sfat...</title><content type='html'>Sunt convins ca macar o data in viata vi s-a furnicat pielea doar gandidu-va la cineva anume,sunt convins ca macar o data ati simit un gol imens in stomac la aparitia cuiva,sunt convis ca ati vrut sa spuneti multe atunci ...dar n-ati spus nimic deci da, prieteni, sunt convins ca ati fost indragostiti.Si intr-adevar e cel mai frumos sentiment, dar te si seaca putin pentru ca niciodata nu se intampla ca in filmele alea infecte cand el,deprimat. se intalneste absolut intamplator cu ea.El are cele mai induisatoare replici atunci, iar tipa nu-i poate rezista...cacat cu funda.Asa ceva nu se intampla!In general trebuie sa fi prea cretin ca sa ai impresia ca te vei plimba tu zglobiu pe strada si va aparea fata visurilor tale si o sa ai replica perfecata la momentul oportun si tipa iti va sari in brate.Deobicei in astfel de momente,judecand dupa starea in care te afli, ti se pune un blanc in fata oricarei forma de logica si te cam blochezi, motivul fiind unul idiot,dar tipic de indragostit:te gandesti ce o sa zica aia si te gandesti cat de penibil o sa fi.Lucrul acesta este cam fara sens pentru ca daca faci ceva ai doua sanse ori alba ori neagra,iar daca nu faci nimic risti sa-ti blestemi zilele ca nu ai facut nimic.Asa ca daca va mananca limba sa spuneti ceva sau sa faceti ceva,ma,faceti-o pur si simplu.Nimeni nu poate stii daca veti regreta sau nu,dar va pot garanta ca veti regreta ca nu ati facut nimic.Stiu eu un bou care n-a facut ce trebuia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1587501111443262938?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/1587501111443262938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=1587501111443262938' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1587501111443262938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1587501111443262938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-mic-sfat.html' title='Un mic sfat...'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-4958249044836710586</id><published>2009-09-13T21:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:59:48.664+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da ba incepe scoala!</title><content type='html'>Mda....a venit ziua in care cele 3 luni de rai s-au incheiat.Eu nu intaleg sincer isteria asta generala.Parca am avea altceva de facut decat sa ne facem cat de cat datoria.Toata lumea e ultra panicata de noul an scolara parca odata intati in curta scolii intra intr-o hipnoza si se vor trezi anul viitor in iunie.Si ce daca se modifica unele chestii?Tot scoala e pana la urma tot trebuie sa mergem zilnic acolo tot trebuie sa ne storcim creierii la un test sau pentru vreo ascultare.In fond asta e si datoria noastra a elevilor si daca suntem panicati de viata inainte de a incepe greul efectiv cand o fi cu adevarat bombardament in catalog oare ce ne-om face?Au trecut astea 3 luni de vacanta...stiam toti ca se vor incheia.Acum toti se caca pe ei ca si cum ai avea interzis la orice forma de divertisment pe parcursul a 9 luni scoala.Luati-o frate mai usor ca nu va mananca nimeni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-4958249044836710586?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/4958249044836710586/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=4958249044836710586' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4958249044836710586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/4958249044836710586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/09/da-ba-incepe-scoala.html' title='Da ba incepe scoala!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-2876607324842938819</id><published>2009-09-08T19:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:46:28.943+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu va mai suport!</title><content type='html'>Am ajuns intr-un punct de frustre maxima.Cred ca una din solutii ar fi sa stau mai mult prin casa.Am constat ca nu am cum sa ma plimb prin minunatul de Bucuresti fara sa vad peste tot cocalari, pokemoni ,pitpoance si ce mai vreti voi.Nu pot si nici n-am cum si nici ca m-as stradui sa-i intaleg pe caciosii astia.Dintre toti cei mai rai sunt cocalarii astia umbla mereu in grupuri mari rad mereu zgomotos isi exprima parerea deschis rasunator si dezaprobator(doar daca nu trece vreo "pizda buna"...atunci ii auzi "mama ce-as fute-o pe asta") despre aproape oricine.Da' cu ce drept bai va dati drumul asa de usor la gura bai fete de bizoni?Am senzatia ca ati dat toti banii pe mobile,in care urla zi si noapte behaielile lui Guta, si nu v-au mai ramas bani de o oglinda.Nu va vedeti bai ce penibili sunteti cu parul ala plin de cleiul ala scarobos si cu tricourile alea mulate din care vi se reversa burtile voastre infecte de care nu puteti sa prindeti cureaua D&amp;amp;G...asta in cazurile bune cand nu purtati trening.Si chiar trebuie sa purtati talangile alea la gat ca sa demonstrati ca v-ati dat toti banii pe un lantoi de aur?Chiar va credeti interesanti nu, chiar aveti impreia ca lumea se uita la voi ca va admira si ca aveti "valoare"?Ok sunt de principiu ca fiecare face ce vrea asculta ce vrea se imbraca cum vrea...dar pana la comporament.Cand vine un grup de grasi ranjiti cu muci in freza si-ti da unu un cot si dupa auzi:"Ce vrei ba,esti smecher?"te apuca si pe tine un pic spumele si-ti vine sa-i calci pe toti pe cap sa-i strangi undeva si sa-i deportezi in Siberia.Penibili ati fost  penibili sunteti si penibili veti muri...mi se rupe de banii vostri facuti prin marsavii.Si inca ceva,postul asta nu e scris intamplator tocmai azi in ziua cand Marian Cozma ar fi facut 27 de ani....trageti voi concluziile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-2876607324842938819?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/2876607324842938819/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=2876607324842938819' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2876607324842938819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2876607324842938819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/09/nu-va-mai-suport.html' title='Nu va mai suport!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-824568850884456924</id><published>2009-09-01T18:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:20:37.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum sa nu-l iubesti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/Sp1JLbBI1LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wU72iEE6WA0/s1600-h/panorama_cluj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/Sp1JLbBI1LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wU72iEE6WA0/s200/panorama_cluj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376533990730159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... cam gata cu vara.Mereu m-a deprimat ziua de 1 septembrie si cred ca nu sunt singurul.Daca in alti ani ma deprima pur si simplu inceperea scolii sau sfarsitul verii sau mai stiu eu ce motive legate de scoala anul asta motivul este total schimbat.Si anume ca m-am intors acasa, in Bucuresti.Timp de o luna mi-am petrecut multe dupa-amiaze, seri, nopti, dimineti in Cluj.Poate nostalgia zilelor de vacanta din acel oras ma determina sa ma exprim astfel,dar m-am indragostit de tot ce inseamna acel oras.De la mersul pe strada pana la intrarea intr-un simplu magazin sau solicitarea unei indicatii totul e diferit si iti inspira calmul tipic ardelenesc.O fi poate doar o parere, dar am avut senzatia ca ti-e mult mai usor sa intri in contact cu diferite persoane si senzatia mea e ca lumea e mult mai dispusa sa te ajute.Am ajuns si pe unul dintre stadionele Clujului si anume pe cel al CFR-ului si am observat o diferenta mare de mentalitate...am vazut familii intregi care vin la meci,am vazut grupuri de fete care prefera sa se duca la meci decat la o barfa in mall,injuraturile sunt destul de rare atat din partea galeriei cat si din partea suporterilor de rand,intr-un cuvant pentru ei meciul inseamna un spectacol si am tot respectul pentru ceferisit.Si unde mai pui ca in timpul anului scolar o mare parte a populatiei e alcatuita din studenti,Clujul fiind un centru universitar deci...cum sa nu-l iubesti?Facand abstractie de subiectivismul meu, nu as putea sa spun ca-i mai bine sau mai rau in Cluj as zice ca e diferit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-824568850884456924?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/824568850884456924/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=824568850884456924' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/824568850884456924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/824568850884456924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/09/cum-sa-nu-l-iubesti.html' title='Cum sa nu-l iubesti?'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/Sp1JLbBI1LI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wU72iEE6WA0/s72-c/panorama_cluj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-2993383804154362009</id><published>2009-08-02T01:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:39:46.578+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai sa aplicam legea...metoda romaneasca</title><content type='html'>http://www.antena3.ro/stiri/hightech/dc-incepe-sa-coste-primul-caz-de-piraterie-amendat-in-romania_76789.html&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca 90% dintre utilizatorii de internet din Romania au conturi pe mai stiu eu ce torrente sau au DC++.Si stim toti ca asta e ilegal si oarecum imoral dar toti o facem.Au inceput desteptii lu' peste sa inceapa sa ia cica masuri in legatura cu chestia asta.Articolul de pe antena 3 mi se pare genial,cica dupa aproximativ un an jumate astia au gasit un tap ispasitor.E limpede ca tot cacatu' e facut de fatada si ca sa dea impresia ca Politia e in actiune.Revin la aspectul moral al utilizarii acestor site-uri.Sa zicem ca locuiesc in...Campia Turzii si vreau sa vad Harry Potter.Am o singura intrebare:cum procedez?Cinematograf....canci.Ok astept pana il lanseaza pe dvd...care mi-l cumpar de unde?Nu oi avea si eu drepturi ca cetateanul din Cluj sau Bucuresti sa ma chiobesc 2 ore la un film eventual ala care vreau eu sa-l vad si nu ala care-l da Protv-ul?Teoretic da dar practic nu prea am cum.E foarte adevarat ca nici sa furi munca altuia nu  e corect.E foarte bine ca avem legi pentru asta...da e adevarat "unde-i lege nu-i tocmeala?"Dar oare s-a gandit cineva sa reglementeze cumva chestia asta cu torrentele si sa se perceapa naibii o taxa modica...ca la cati utlizatori sunt s-ar strange o suma frumisica zic eu.Toti idiotii astia(votati de cei cu drept de vot)parca n-ar trai in aceeasi tara cu noi, dau si ei niste legi preluate din vest fara sa se gandeasca ce efect au asupra romanului de rand.Ce-i doare pe ei burta lor plina cu banii nostri?Va multumesc,enjoy Romania!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-2993383804154362009?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/2993383804154362009/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=2993383804154362009' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2993383804154362009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2993383804154362009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/08/hai-sa-aplicam-legeametoda-romaneasca.html' title='Hai sa aplicam legea...metoda romaneasca'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-6069988415683551497</id><published>2009-07-31T12:40:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:09:09.837+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A inceput Liga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/SnLCt1QpL7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_bBZ5C2_yV8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 73px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7rECusx58/SnLCt1QpL7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_bBZ5C2_yV8/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364564198798471090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi e ziua asteptata de milioane de romanai ca sa fiu mai exact de milioane de microbisti romani.Vara stirile de sport sunt dominate de conducatorii cluburilor, de transferuri,de discutii fara sens,de scandaluri ma rog nu ca ar fi o caracteristica a fotbalului romanesc dar parca in perioada verii te exaspereaza.Inceputul sezonului vine mereu cand esti satul de orice discutie si pur si simplu vrei sa vezi un meci.Esti nerabdator sa revzi echipele la treaba.Eu personal sunt curios sa vad daca Bonetti a reusit sa readuca Dinamo pe linia de plutire, oare Bergodi o fi reusit sa schimbe jocul Stelei,oare Timisoara n-o fi o palarie prea mare pentru Sabau,oare Petrescu o mai face o data....si cate si mai cate intrebari.Si bineintales vor incepe si mizeriile de talk-show-uri care cica sunt pe programe care s-ar vrea de sport dar aici il vezi Gigi Miki Friki Niki care in viata lor n-au dat 3 ture de stadion.Sa speram totusi ca sezonul va oferi mai multe subiecte sportive decat pentru tabloide.Sunt sincer si marturisesc ca am o simpatie fata de Dinamo,dar imi doresc sa castige cel mai bun.Ce vreau cu adevarat e sa miscam ceva in Europa!Enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-6069988415683551497?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/6069988415683551497/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=6069988415683551497' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6069988415683551497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6069988415683551497'/><link 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acestui articol din EVZ calcatul pe iarba in parcuri e permis doar in spatii special amenajate,iar alergatul sau orice alta activitate sportiva este interzisa in grupuri mai mari de 5 persoane.Am zis ba...1 aprilie nu e deci se poate se fie pe bune,mi-am amintit ca totusi sunt cetatean roman rezident in Bucuresti si sansele ca articolul sa fie de buna credinta cresteau considerabil.Am vrut sa aud si o parere oficiala.Am sunat la biroul de relatii cu publicul al primariei capitalei.Imi raspunde un rapciugos cu prune in gura dupa ton, foarte foarte sictirit.Ii explic cu articolul ca n-am voie pe iarba bla bla.Omu' zice pai ai voie pe iarba dar in locuri special amenajate(daca cineva le-a vazut sa mi le arate si mie) si nu in grupuri mai mari de 5 persoane si imi da de intales ca pe aleile astfaltate pot sa alerg si cu 1000 de insi.Intrebare logica daca ma duc cu inca 5 persoane intrun spatiu special amenajat si ma joc "baba oarba" imi iau amenda?Raspuns:Da!Hai ma ca-s destepti astia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-435000701512188185?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/435000701512188185/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=435000701512188185' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/435000701512188185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/435000701512188185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/07/hai-ma-ca-s-destepti-astia.html' title='Hai ma ca-s destepti astia...'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-6461634203212991111</id><published>2009-07-27T23:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:14:41.263+03:00</updated><title type='text'>M-au prins,ba!</title><content type='html'>Eh...cred ca ati patit-o toti pe asta...ma rog toti cei care circula cu mijloacele de transport in comnun.Te plimbi si tu frumos bineintales n-ai bilet(eu deobicei am abonament dar mna e vacanta)si deodata vine un zgaibac cat o flegma si iti flutura prin fata o legitimatie de cretin cu titlu si te intreaba daca ai bilet.Buuuun si in momentul iti trec prin minte toate rudele  lui...cele defuncte mai ales.Bineintales ii zici oligofrenului ca n-ai niciun act la tine dar tu ai o borseta la tine si doar n-o fi cretin sa te creada.Ghinion ...esti si in drum spre un magazin cu intentia de a cumpara ceva deci ai bani...urangutanul batut de soarta observa chestia asta si incearca sa te convinga sa-i platesc 50 de ron suprataxa ca sa scapi de amenda...Nu mai ai nicio putere sa te certi cu el si iti vine doar sa........ sa-i dai banii sa sa te lasa dracu' in pace.Si in mama voastra de zebre scorojite ....daca ma urc intro statie in care nu exista nicio ghereta de unde sa-mi pot lua bilet ce pastele mamelor voastra vreti sa fac.Hai sa platim amenzi peste amenzi hai sa va dam voua bani...ca sa ce?Ca sa vi se umfle voua burtile manjite cu spaga si sa va faceti voi planul de amenzi.Sta-v-ar in gat fiecare dumincat pe care-l bagati in gura si banii care i-am dat azi pe amenda sa-i folositi la inmormantare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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prins,ba!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-6198360076879043451</id><published>2009-07-16T12:20:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:41:16.931+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloto cotro nestelek!</title><content type='html'>http://www.sport.ro/europa-league/ungurii-in-ghencea-cu-steaguri-cu-ungaria-mare.html...M-am trezit cu porcaria asta sub nas.Iote-i ma pe ungarasi ce vor ei Transilvania ca cica ar fi a lor.Ok am intales in Romania se invata limba romana ca limba straina,ok am intales daca cer o paine in sf  gheorghe mi se raspunde nem tudom romano sau cum dracu' s-o scrie.Ok fie, sistemul e permisiv si fiecare are un gir de platit UDMR-ului pt ca de fiecare data nenorocitii astia se dau cu puterea.Dar totusi cat tupeu au ungurasii astia!Ma rog nu vreau sa generalizez am destui prieteni unguri.S-au trezit niste cacaciosi sa ne faca tigani si sa ne ceara Transilvania.Hai sictir acasa!Boilor,mama vostra nu sughite!Bloto cotro nestelek!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-6198360076879043451?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/6198360076879043451/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=6198360076879043451' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6198360076879043451'/><link rel='self' 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vacanata sa n-am niciun program(impus)sa fac ce ma taie capul.Hai sa zicem ca in mare masura pana acum a fost asa...nu tu bataie de cap,nu tu pisalogeala,nu tu stres.Si acum vine partea nasoala cand iti dai seama ca toata chestia asta nu va dura o vesnicie...bun, si incepi sa te gandesti la scoala, la anul urmator la o gramada de cacaturi de genu'.Ok, nu mai suntem la inceputul vacantei sa fim euforici ,sa ne gandim la mare,sa vrem in vama cu orice pret da ce dracu' ca tot vacanta e deci s-a dus o luna...ce ne facem?Ne distram!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-5206434638170973232?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/5206434638170973232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-2162654752515868683</id><published>2009-06-25T00:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:22:03.899+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alta viata, frate!</title><content type='html'>In sfarsit am plecat si eu din mizeria numita Bucuresti...Abia asteptam asta,mereu ma gandeam cum sa fac sa ma detasez de toate rahaturile care implicau statul in acel oras.Si ma refer aici la aglomeratia din orice mijloc de transport,la zgomotul masinilor,la cocalarii,badarani si vorba unui amic ciupercoizi.Probabil ca acum vad toate partile rele ale Bucurestiului o avea si parti bune care le voi vede cand mi se va face dor de oras.Ce ma macina insa cel mai mult era rutina.Ajunsese sa ma enerveze si trezitul pentru ca ma trezeam in acelasi pat,ma stresau si lucrurile placute cum ar fi iesitul in oras ...in acelasi oras si parca n-aveam timp...n-aveam timp de mine.Pur si simplu plecarea mi-a schimbat starea de spirit,pentru cat timp...habar n-am.In concluzie merita se pleci oricum oricande pentru cata vreme te simti tu bine(daca intereseaza pe cineva sunt plecat la campia turzii la bunica-mea,so no big deal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-2162654752515868683?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/2162654752515868683/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=2162654752515868683' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2162654752515868683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/2162654752515868683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/alta-viata-frate.html' title='Alta viata, frate!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3231358444284430169</id><published>2009-06-17T09:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:09:22.719+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What's my age again?</title><content type='html'>Mda...a venit si ziua asta...ma rog mi se pare ca aniversarea de la un timp nu mai are acelasi farmec ...nu mai ai aceasi emotie ca atunci cand aveai si iti faceai ziua la Mc printre "bile"dar dupa parerea mea acum e doar calmul dinaintea furtunii...:-".Multumesc tuturor pentru urari !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3231358444284430169?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3231358444284430169/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3231358444284430169' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3231358444284430169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3231358444284430169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-my-age-again.html' title='What&apos;s my age again?'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-6232600351345568968</id><published>2009-06-13T05:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T05:58:12.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inceput promitator...oare ce va urma?</title><content type='html'>Orice om normal ar trebui sa doarma la ora 6 dimineata mai ales in vacanta...si mai ales daca vine de la un party(cazul meu).Eh...pe mine pur si simplu nu ma ia somnul.Imi vin in minte tot felul felul de tampenii.Nu-mi da pace ideea ca s-au dus 2 ani de liceu si eu ma simt ca dupa prima zi si ceea ce ma sperie cu adevarat e ca la fel se vor duce si urmatorii 2 ani si ca se va termina o perioada superba.Singurul lucru imbucurator e ca pana acum nu regret absolut nimic si sper ca asa va fi si de aici inainte.Atat timp cat prietenii imi vor fi aproape pot fi lovit din toate partile....ma vor ajuta ei sa ma ridic.Cert e ca vacanta a inceput foarte bine si daca va continua asa in septembrie voi fi foarte trist(3-4 zile maxim).Sa vedem ce va urma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-6232600351345568968?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/6232600351345568968/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=6232600351345568968' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6232600351345568968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/6232600351345568968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/inceput-promitatoroare-ce-va-urma.html' title='Inceput promitator...oare ce va urma?'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-7123377358889895300</id><published>2009-06-11T01:05:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:14:31.291+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu irositi vacanta!</title><content type='html'>Oficial mai sunt 2 zile de scoala.Neoficial tuturor ni se cam rupe de ce se intampla la scoala cam de joia trecuta.Un an intreg toti (elevii) ne-am gandit doar la acest moment.De fiecare data cand plecam spre scoala ma gandeam doar la vara, la vacanta,la cum sa zbor din bucuresti.Abia asteptam sa pot sa stau degeaba sa fac ce vreau sa nu ma gandesc ca ma asculta a doua zi la nu stiu ce prostie...intr-un cuvant tanjam la libertate.As fi ipocrit sa zic ca nu-mi va lipsi scoala...ma rog unele chestii(sa vezi ce-o sa-mi dau peste gura in septembrie).Ceea ce ma socheaza cel mai mult e ca deja jumatate din zilele mele de liceean s-au consumat,iar eu inca am impresia ca ieri a inceput cls a 9-a.Cand ma gandesc la astfel de lucruri parca imi doresc ca timpul sa treaca mai incet...mai ales acum ca e vara si vacanta ;)).Nu irositi vacanta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7123377358889895300?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7123377358889895300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7123377358889895300' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7123377358889895300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7123377358889895300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/nu-irositi-vacanta.html' title='Nu irositi vacanta!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-3228416127519705464</id><published>2009-06-03T18:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:59:29.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre fotbal...</title><content type='html'>Toti stiti cate ceva depsre acest sport.Acum o saptamana sau doua Mircea Lucescu a castigat Cupa Uefa.El a fost si decorat azi de "Base".Majoritatea persoanelor din jurul fenomenului au avut pe limba un stereotip:"O performanta extraordinara care ne mai scoate din anonimatul in care am intrat de cativa ani".De unde deduc eu ca am fost candva buni la chestia asta.In afara de Steaua in 86 ce naiba am castigat?De cand urmaresc fenomenul se repata aceeasi placa:"hai ca poate facem si noi ceva!"Bun, si poate o sa-mi ziceti ca in 94 am ajuns in sferturi la mondiale.Sincer mi se rupe!Daca din noroc chior castigam vreun meci la un turneueu final(mai intai ar trebui sa ne calificam)se umple Piata Universitatii cu toti descreieratii.Cand a castigat Steaua Cupa Challenge in 2005 la handbal n-a venit nici dracu'.Tin minte ca atunci Jandarmeria era pregatita de un aflux impresionant si eram vreo 3-4 prosti in Piata care veniseram cica se ne bucuram.Ia ganditi-va ce era daca bateam Olanda la Euro.Toata ziua pe asa zisele canale de sport vezi tot felul de giboni care in viata lor nu au cunoscut macar un cantonament si ei vorbesc despr sport .Si ma doare mai ales ca in alte sporturi avem istorie,avem performanta, nu avem infrastructura dar noi vorbim despre fotbal si de toate ciurucurile care se invart prin sportul asta.Poate am jignit cativa sportivi in adevaratul sens al cuvantului,dar cand il vad pe Turcu la televizor ma apuca greata si mai bine ma uit la Tom si Jerry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-3228416127519705464?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/3228416127519705464/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=3228416127519705464' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3228416127519705464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/3228416127519705464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/despre-fotbal.html' title='Despre fotbal...'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1272214621816214366</id><published>2009-06-01T08:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:19:50.759+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit vara,dar nu va bucurati inca!</title><content type='html'>Aproape e prea frumos sa fie adevarat!Aproape e prea frumos sa vezi luna iunie in calendar,pe telefon,pe abonamentul de metrou!Da,vara chiar a venit, in fine din pacate nu si vacanta.Inca mai avem de suportat toanele profesorilor care brsusc s-au trezit ca nu a avem note si ca n-au cum sa ne incheie mediile.Ba chiar se mai trezesc unii sa te asculte din toata materia de parca ai avea tu vreun chef sa recapitulezi tot ce ai invatat(asta daca ai invatat).Cel mai dragut e bineintales directorul care se apuca sa faca liste negre fara niciun motiv intemeiat doar ca sa "ne bage putin morcovu'-n fund".Uneori ma gandesc daca profii sunt sadici si simt o placere sa ne tina in suspans pana la final si n-am intales niciodata de ce trebuie sa bage frica in noi?Pentru ca sunt ei profesorii lu' peste si pentru ca pot sa puna niste note se cred atotputernici?Ok, stiu ca asta nu e de ieri de azi si nici nu se va schimba vreodata n-ai cum sa te pui impotriva sistemului iar daca sistemul e prost(si e!).....vai de capu' nostru!(bine ca vine vacanta!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1272214621816214366?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/1272214621816214366/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=1272214621816214366' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1272214621816214366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1272214621816214366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/06/venit-varadar-nu-va-bucurati-inca.html' title='A venit vara,dar nu va bucurati inca!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1584709200429819836</id><published>2009-05-06T20:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:59:41.864+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce toate filmele au acelasi tipar?</title><content type='html'>Tocmai m-am uitat la un film.N-are importanta ce film pentru ca toate sunt la fel.Nu ati avut niciodata impresia ca va uitati la acelasi film?Mie mi se pare ca se schimb doar personajele, decorul,stilul,bineintales povestea dar niciodata esenta.In principiu in orice film eroul principal sau eroina are o viata monotona,anosta,poate jalnica.Se intampla ceva rau!Caracaterul este aruncat, impotriva vointei lui in cu totul alt mediu(isi pierde slujba sau este dat afara din scoala,e parasit de sotie/prietena)....pe scurt totul se schimba in rau evident.Situatia nu este nici pe departe una placuta.Eroul insa isi ia o aura de atotputernic si  infrunta situatia.Lucruri incep sa mearga(deobicei aici vedeti snapshot-uri cu happy people).Cand totul pare sa fie perfect, in general personajul principal o comite si intra in rahat mai tare decat era la inceput.Si acum apare partea care te tine cu sufletul la gura...o sclipire si totul  e perfect...povestea de dragoste se implineste,pusculita e plina si toata lumea zambeste:).Crede ca v-am descris majoritatea filmelor pe care le-ati vazut...pacat ca nu se intampla asa:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1584709200429819836?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/1584709200429819836/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=1584709200429819836' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1584709200429819836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1584709200429819836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-ce-toate-filmele-au-acelasi-tipar.html' title='De ce toate filmele au acelasi tipar?'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-7850133926019656029</id><published>2009-05-04T08:29:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:57:43.036+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iarasi luni !</title><content type='html'>Cat de tare pot sa ma bucur ca a venit iar ziua de luni?Dimineata de luni e cea mai cumplita.Imediat ce ma scol ochii imi fug pe orarul saptamanii si brusc ma gandesc cum am irosit week-end-ul.Inceputurile sunt intra-adevar cele mai grele si eu unul sunt alergic la ziua de luni.Nimic nu ma doboara mai rau decat drumul spre scoala intr-o zi de luni cand vezi doar fete triste care parca spun:"De ce dracu' e luni?".Parca toate lucrurile rele sunt menite sa ti se intample luni si din cauza unei supertstitii tampite te gandesti ca asa iti va merge toata saptamanaIncerci sa te gandesti la lucruri placute dar tot ce-ti trece prin minte e legat de saptamana care te asteapta si cel mai sumbru gand e ca ...azi e abia luni.Toti vor azi ceva de la mine.Eu vreau doar seara de vineri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-7850133926019656029?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/7850133926019656029/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=7850133926019656029' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7850133926019656029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/7850133926019656029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/05/iarasi-luni.html' title='Iarasi luni !'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-1427052865575269713</id><published>2009-04-27T08:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:34:05.729+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever!</title><content type='html'>Daca veti cititi ce am scris mai sus va dati seama ca sunt un novice in ale blogareli...si ca au trecut cam 6 luni de la ultima postare:))Sa nu fi avut nimic de spus in aceasta perioada?Nu...mereu am ceva de spus chiar daca de multe ori sunt lucruri stupide si fara sens.Trecand peste aceasta introducere de asemenea stupida ajung la subiect....se aproapie 1 mai :)!Si credeti-ma nu sunt deloc entuziasmat de aceasta data.Poate multi o sa mergeti in vama sau mai stiu eu unde(si eu am vrut sa merg in vama recunosc)dar cum sa te duci in vama linistit cand stii ca peste cateva zile vei avea o suta de teze si teste si o gramada de profi vor scoate untul din tine pt ca ei tot semestru cica "nu te-au stresat" si acum ca iti repeta obsesiv ca nu ai note....Da stiu...mai...ultima luna din primvara ....vine vara,vacanta suna bine!Dar nu putem sari peste mai?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-1427052865575269713?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/feeds/1427052865575269713/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=833349380489964730&amp;postID=1427052865575269713' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1427052865575269713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833349380489964730/posts/default/1427052865575269713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever.html' title='Whatever!'/><author><name>adi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11375884998378903171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833349380489964730.post-5225948367532528544</id><published>2008-10-20T20:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:27:15.480+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primul Post</title><content type='html'>Inceputul unui proiect e intotdeauna dificil...sau ma rog mai dificil decat restul proiectului la fel mi-a fost si mie cand am scris acest post care este primul din blogul meu.M-am gandit oare sa ma prezint?Am zis ca ar fi inutil deorece majoritatea oamenilor care vor accesa acest blog ma cunosc sau poate ca nu...Are vreo importanta?As dori doar ca cititorii sa ma aprecieze, sau nu sa ma sustina, sau nu si cel mai important sa isi exprime opinia sa vina cu solutii fiind ca e usor sa critici atat timp cat nu ai solutii.Incheind acest prim post am speranta ca ce voi scrie aici va ridica semne de intrebare in mintile tutror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833349380489964730-5225948367532528544?l=pursisimpluadi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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