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AVEM CEA MAI FRUMOASA MUZICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OlG9g4-cyg&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#!"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OlG9g4-cyg&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-7191384669437628227?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7191384669437628227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7191384669437628227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2010/12/lucruri-cu-care-ne-mandrim-noi-romanii.html' title='Lucruri cu care ne mandrim, noi, romanii!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-2970035778033723754</id><published>2010-05-09T23:14:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:15:34.221+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My song: Chris de Burgh - Suzana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001439; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;We sit together on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;With the music way down low&lt;br /&gt;waited so long for this moment&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think it's really so&lt;br /&gt;The door is locked there's no one home&lt;br /&gt;They've all gone out we're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna Su-sanna&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I put my arm aroud her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Run my fingers through her hair&lt;br /&gt;It's a dream I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;It took so long it's only fair&lt;br /&gt;And then the phone begins to ring&lt;br /&gt;And a strangers voice on the other end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Says oh wrong number sorry to waste your time&lt;br /&gt;And i think to myself&lt;br /&gt;Why now&lt;br /&gt;Why me&lt;br /&gt;Why.......&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna su-sanna&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna Su-sanna&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Again I sit myself beside her&lt;br /&gt;Try to take her hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;The moment's gone the feeling's over&lt;br /&gt;She looks around to find the time&lt;br /&gt;Then she says could we just sit and chat&lt;br /&gt;And I think well that's that&lt;br /&gt;Susanna Susannna&lt;br /&gt;Susanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Still we sit here on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;With the stereo on ten&lt;br /&gt;The magic's gone it's a disaster&lt;br /&gt;There seems no point to start again&lt;br /&gt;She says I think I'd better go&lt;br /&gt;She says goodbye and I say... NO!&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna Su-sanna&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna Su-sanna&lt;br /&gt;Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crazy loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-2970035778033723754?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRTXFfTNRGE' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/2970035778033723754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/2970035778033723754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-song-chris-de-burgh-suzana.html' title='My song: Chris de Burgh - Suzana'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-9206455590304895250</id><published>2009-12-11T21:56:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:20:41.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Puterea cuvantului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SyKkk3P1KuI/AAAAAAAABLI/sW4mJSL1OYA/s1600-h/vorbe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SyKkk3P1KuI/AAAAAAAABLI/sW4mJSL1OYA/s200/vorbe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E minunat cand iti propui sa realizezi ceva, iar dupa pauza de autosugestie si multa munca de PR,&amp;nbsp;totul se indeplineste. C'est magnifique! Constat ca acel ceva se concretizeaza, de cele mai multe ori, prin convingere si puterea cuvantului. Nu e dificil sa vorbesti, dar depinde ce scoti pe gura si, totodata, cat de mult te duce mintea. Poti sa arati impecabil, sa fii zambitor si atragator, dar daca atunci cand deschizi gura se face furtuna, atunci.... hmmm... nu faci liniste, ci liber in jurul tau. De multe ori mi-am dat cu parerea ca un om ce are liniste interioara&amp;nbsp;si se simte bine cu el, atunci&amp;nbsp;apare frumos si pentru cei din jurul lui. La aceasta&amp;nbsp;ipoteza, trebuie sa adaug&amp;nbsp;si arta de a grai, de a comunica cu ceilalti. Puterea cuvantului sau mai bine zis, "Vorba dulce mult aduce!".&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/94341395324337332-9206455590304895250?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/9206455590304895250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/9206455590304895250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/12/puterea-cuvantului.html' title='Puterea cuvantului'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SyKkk3P1KuI/AAAAAAAABLI/sW4mJSL1OYA/s72-c/vorbe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4596031911286456478</id><published>2009-11-30T21:12:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:25:52.207+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7b37l_B4vI&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7b37l_B4vI&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only you and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were young and wild and free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now nothin' can take you away from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bin down that road before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's over now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep me comin' back for more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're all that I want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't too hard to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - once in your life you find someone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will turn your world around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring you up when you're feelin' down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's lots that I could say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just hold me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our love will light the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N' baby you're all that I want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't too hard to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bin waitin' for so long &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For something to arrive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love to come along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our dreams are comin' true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the good times and the bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya - I'll be standin' there by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-4596031911286456478?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4596031911286456478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4596031911286456478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/11/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-8619658499690526328</id><published>2009-11-30T21:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:05:57.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is all around</title><content type='html'>Sunt indragostita.... Nu sunt indragostita.... Sunt indragostita... Nu sunt indragostita....Sunt indragostita... Nu sunt indragostita....Grea alegere... Solicit intariri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-8619658499690526328?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8619658499690526328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8619658499690526328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-all-around.html' title='Love is all around'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5312805338906873843</id><published>2009-11-18T22:09:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:27:58.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amintiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SwRWqBJ5XJI/AAAAAAAABK8/99U52hxfgkc/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SwRWqBJ5XJI/AAAAAAAABK8/99U52hxfgkc/s320/images.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Zilele astea sunt intr-o stare mai emotionala, sa zicem, poate in special din cauza faptului ca viatza mea penduleaza intre serviciu si casa si retur, doar atat ... Asa ca in&amp;nbsp;singurele momente pe care incerc sa le petrec cu mine insami, evadez in gand ca-n reclamele acelea cu iaurturi... cand brusc te trezesti in Bora, Bora... Tare fain, daca nu ai alta alternativa! Si in multe dintre aceste pelegrinari deosebite imi amintesc ce frumos era acum vreo 20 de ani... cand eu eram pe atunci la generala! Ce ore super erau cele de cor sau de sport, eu fiind prin natura mea trecuta o sportiva si o corista (fara alte intelesuri, da?)... Eh, erau multi prieteni, colegi cu care ma intreceam&amp;nbsp;pentru locul I in clasa, baietzi dragutzi... super. Imi lipsesc oamenii de atunci, desi cred ca si in ziua de azi pot sa ma laud cu prieteni deosebiti, dar cel mai mult imi lipseste spiritul&amp;nbsp;liber&amp;nbsp;si modul de a trai fara grija.&amp;nbsp;Era frumos chiar si la inviorarea din pauza cea mai lunga, era frumos si cand ningea si&amp;nbsp;primeam in freza zeci de bulgari de zapada si era frumos cand&amp;nbsp;mergeam la practica agricola si cantam toti in autobuze. Acestea sunt amintiri placute, pe care le&amp;nbsp;retraiesc in gand si care imi ridica moralul, dandu-mi iar pofta de viatza. Nu totul este gri, nu-i asa? Merita sa profiti de orice moment frumos si sa-l pastrezi&amp;nbsp;la loc secret...&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-5312805338906873843?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5312805338906873843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5312805338906873843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/11/amintiri.html' title='Amintiri'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SwRWqBJ5XJI/AAAAAAAABK8/99U52hxfgkc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-435320339930853194</id><published>2009-11-15T21:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:05:37.549+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Abrazame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sx6YoVzzLk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sx6YoVzzLk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazame, y no me digas nada&lt;br /&gt;Sólo abrazame&lt;br /&gt;Me basta tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;Para comprender que tu te iras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazame, como si fuera ahora la primera vez&lt;br /&gt;Como si me quisieras hoy igual que ayer&lt;br /&gt;Abrazame, &lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Te olvidaras que un día&lt;br /&gt;Hace tiempo ya&lt;br /&gt;Cuando eramos aun niños&lt;br /&gt;Me empezaste a amar&lt;br /&gt;Y&amp;nbsp;yo te di mi vida si te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Ya nada sera nuestro&lt;br /&gt;Tu te llevaras en un solo momento&lt;br /&gt;Una eternidad&lt;br /&gt;Me quedare sin nada si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazame, y no me digas nada&lt;br /&gt;Sólo abrazame&lt;br /&gt;No quiero que te vayas&lt;br /&gt;Pero se muy bien que tu te iras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazame, como si fuera ahora la primera vez&lt;br /&gt;Como si me quisieras hoy igual que ayer&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Me quedara el silencio para conversar&lt;br /&gt;La sombra de tu cuerpo y la soledad&lt;br /&gt;Seran mis compañeras si te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Se ira contigo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Y&amp;nbsp;mi mejor edad&lt;br /&gt;Te seguire queriendo cada día mas&lt;br /&gt;Te esperare a que vuelvas si tu te vas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-435320339930853194?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/435320339930853194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/435320339930853194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/11/abrazame.html' title='Abrazame'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-9214139719866949999</id><published>2009-11-03T22:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:40:01.078+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful and talented - 1</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.... despre ce vorbim aici? Despre extraterestrii? Cum n-ati intalnit vreunul pana acum? Oh, deschideti ochii, apasati pe tasta ON a telecomenzii si va opriti la KEANU REEVES...;-) &lt;br /&gt;Despre cine altcineva credeati ca vorbesc? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HT8gKD2UxWU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HT8gKD2UxWU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-9214139719866949999?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/9214139719866949999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/9214139719866949999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-and-talented-1.html' title='Beautiful and talented - 1'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-2931268134275601688</id><published>2009-10-30T19:14:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:15:12.069+02:00</updated><title type='text'>N&amp;N (New and Nice!)</title><content type='html'>The Ugly Truth -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-wMe9vxkWI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-wMe9vxkWI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-2931268134275601688?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/2931268134275601688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/2931268134275601688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/n-new-and-nice.html' title='N&amp;N (New and Nice!)'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5463438401448616001</id><published>2009-10-29T09:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:41:01.174+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotations about Life and Living It!</title><content type='html'>1. Life's a journey, not a destination!&lt;br /&gt;2. Enjoy the journey, enjoy ever moment, and quit worrying about winning and losing!&lt;br /&gt;3. Winning is not everything, but wanting to win is!&lt;br /&gt;4. Winning or losing is the measure of success or failure, and proving one's worth is based on winning!&lt;br /&gt;5. It's all about the journey, not the prize!&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow./Don't walk behind me; I may not lead./Just walk beside me and be my friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-5463438401448616001?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5463438401448616001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5463438401448616001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/quotations-about-life-and-living-it.html' title='Quotations about Life and Living It!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5731367849035164421</id><published>2009-10-23T20:37:00.025+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:25:12.598+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau sa stiu: Cine-ar dori sa devina eunuc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SuHplDIsAlI/AAAAAAAABKc/Fg0EnB8Ad4Y/s1600-h/china.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SuHplDIsAlI/AAAAAAAABKc/Fg0EnB8Ad4Y/s1600/china.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SuHplDIsAlI/AAAAAAAABKc/Fg0EnB8Ad4Y/s200/china.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In vechea China, majoritatea servitorilor din Orasul Interzis erau eunuci, oameni care nu se nasteau asa, dupa cum va imaginati, ci deveneau ca atare. In cea mai infloritoare epoca a sa, Orasul era plin pana la refuz de eunuci, adik cu aproximativ 70.000 persoane. O intreaga armata. Ei si imparatul erau singurii barbati care traiau alaturi de doamne in Oras. Cine ar fi vrut sa devina eunuc si de ce? In primul rand, flota imensa a Chinei captura multi barbati pe care ii lua drept prizonieri si ii transforma in eunuci. Adik ori viatza ori..... O a doua categorie era formata din saraci care, dupa ce deveneau eunuci, duceau o viatza de huzur in curtile interioare ale Palatului Imperial. Chiar se spunea ca renunti la o placere, dar dobandesti mult mai multe. Hmmm.... vreo comparatie? Nu imi vine sa-mi dau cu parerea.... nici n-as putea! :-) Daca revenim la oile noastre din prezent si daca ar exista in Romanica un Oras Interzis, oare cati berbantzi ar dori sa devina eunuci? Fiindca intre modul de a vedea si a trai viatza de atunci si cea de acum e o&amp;nbsp;diferenta&amp;nbsp;de la cer la pamant. Dar daca ar fi sa fie, credeti ca s-ar gasi oameni pentru astfel de sacrificii? In schimbul unei vietzi de huzur? Chiar totul are pret? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-5731367849035164421?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5731367849035164421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5731367849035164421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/vreau-sa-stiu-cine-ar-dori-sa-devina.html' title='Vreau sa stiu: Cine-ar dori sa devina eunuc?'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SuHplDIsAlI/AAAAAAAABKc/Fg0EnB8Ad4Y/s72-c/china.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-8763702129276505046</id><published>2009-10-10T16:13:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:17:23.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Persuasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/StCIU5PNupI/AAAAAAAABKU/Yfqes36vahc/s1600-h/persuasion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/StCIU5PNupI/AAAAAAAABKU/Yfqes36vahc/s200/persuasion.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Un film foarte frumos, captivant si impresionant de real. Merita de vazut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jane Austen is amazing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5K7_fqHILI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5K7_fqHILI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-8763702129276505046?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8763702129276505046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8763702129276505046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/persuasion.html' title='Persuasion'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/StCIU5PNupI/AAAAAAAABKU/Yfqes36vahc/s72-c/persuasion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-3389944004365071439</id><published>2009-10-08T22:27:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:17:45.058+03:00</updated><title type='text'>As zice "Buna ziua am dat, belea am capatat!", dar nu-i bai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Ss4-kAPao_I/AAAAAAAABKM/GQxDP9w6NWo/s1600-h/barza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Ss4-kAPao_I/AAAAAAAABKM/GQxDP9w6NWo/s200/barza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pentru ca m-am reintors in cuibusorul meu caldutz ca o barza ratacitoare, ce mi-am zis eu.... Eh, acum ca esti pe ciocul tau, mai barza, fa bine si intra prin arta aia culinara pe care nu prea o practici si da o tura! Nu vreti sa stiti rezultatul. O criza de "bila" de toata frumusetea, care petrecu cu subsemnata o noapte si o zi, perpelindu-ma cand la bal, cand la spital.&amp;nbsp;Greu-greu, dar trecu! Hmmm... ce credeti voi ca-si zice o barza dupa amortirea asta?&amp;nbsp;La baza&amp;nbsp;e potolul! Gramada la peste sau translatat in versiune "umanista", daca am scapat, de ce sa nu o iau de la capat? Dap... asa ar zice o barza obisnuita! Eu, mai cu&amp;nbsp;pedigree, mi-am invatzat lectia cam la a treia incercare in doua saptamani si, de data asta, am zis pas. Asa ca... let's subscribe to a brand new resolution: no cigarettes, less coffee, lesser cola (chiar sa nu va asteptati la mai multe minuni intr-o saptamana!) and diet, diet, diet.&amp;nbsp;Pot sa va explic doar ca barza este un pic mai silhouette.... Hehehe,&amp;nbsp;good news!&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-3389944004365071439?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/3389944004365071439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/3389944004365071439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-zice-buna-ziua-am-dat-belea-am.html' title='As zice &quot;Buna ziua am dat, belea am capatat!&quot;, dar nu-i bai!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Ss4-kAPao_I/AAAAAAAABKM/GQxDP9w6NWo/s72-c/barza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-45595908855038575</id><published>2009-10-02T22:22:00.039+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:32:02.253+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax, Take It Easy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Din cat se vede, semnalul ca a inceput toamna nu a fost dat numai de natura, ci si de catalogul incarcat de activitati profesionale si de cel legat de studii.... Au inceput conferintele, sedintele (nu alea foto!!!).... A inceput si scoala, au inceput examenele de intrare la post-universitare, colegii ... Uff... am crezut ca, dupa ce am trecut si eu anul asta, din nou de ele (ca, deh, nu o sa ma apuce dintr-o data&amp;nbsp;admiraţia&amp;nbsp;doar pentru matura!), poate am&amp;nbsp;scăpat.... Ash', de unde?!! Abia de-acu'&amp;nbsp;începe&amp;nbsp;greul.... Invatzat, invatzat, invatzat.....Si o agitatie continua! Asa ca o sa incep cu o gura de oxigen sau cu un weekend in care sa-mi inchid telefoanele si sa dorm pe mine, caci nu mi-ar strica! Si categoric, fara vitaminele care iti dau o pofta de mancare de-ti fac gaura in frigider.... Mai bine cu yoga sau cu muzica in surdina!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"&gt;So, just relaxation for now, all the others... la timpul lor!&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-45595908855038575?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/45595908855038575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/45595908855038575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/10/sa-ne-hodinim-un-pic.html' title='Relax, Take It Easy!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4023470356457425411</id><published>2009-09-28T21:18:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:50:48.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SsD8mP_9MeI/AAAAAAAABKE/UcaanKTEnwc/s1600-h/889-undercover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SsD8mP_9MeI/AAAAAAAABKE/UcaanKTEnwc/s200/889-undercover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sous la couverture..... sau pe sub patura, cum au tradus ad literam niste colegi de-ai mei....Expresiv! Traim intr-o perioada undercover si derutanta. Si ne dovedim ca suntem un popor foarte creativ!&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-4023470356457425411?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4023470356457425411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4023470356457425411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/09/undercover.html' title='Undercover'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SsD8mP_9MeI/AAAAAAAABKE/UcaanKTEnwc/s72-c/889-undercover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4487125090558844231</id><published>2009-09-23T20:20:00.048+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:47:43.837+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Antrenamente pe cord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Uff.... cateodata asa-mi vine... sa fac exact ca un clasic in viatza, adik sa pedalez o bicicleta vreo 35 km si sa-mi culeg la retur pierduta parte dorsala, iar apoi, sa nu ma afle nici ursu'! Si asa poate as primi si eu o lectie! Stiu ca uneori fiecare dintre noi o mai da in bara, dar cand tot repeti faza asta si te tot dai cu capul de pragul de sus... hmmm.... nici nu mai e vorba de cucuie, ci cred ca de o doza de feminism aiuristic super-dezvoltat. In caz ca nu ati inteles (eh, cred ca cel putin unul dintre prietenii mei de nadejde isi da seama unde bat!!!), ma refer&amp;nbsp;la stilul&amp;nbsp;a'la Suzuky si la "colaborarea deosebita" cu nenici. Sau, mai bine zis, din categoria "Nu fa asa!". Clar ca nu am ascultat-o pe mama cand a incercat sa-mi destupe mintea:&amp;nbsp;"Dak se intampla sa iti placa de un tip anume, din varii motive, puerile sau ca ai gasit tu ceva special la acea persoana, ai grija sa nu-i dai imediat vant pe scari, ca sigur el nu se va intoarce la tine cu flori!". Hehe.... macar de mi-ar da Academia vreun premiu, pentru ca repetitia e mama invatzaturii si eu deja am doctorat in asa ceva! In a da de-a dura cu ei, in a-mi inchide permanent ambasadele, in a intrerupe orice contact si in a demonstra ca sunt o veritabila Jane. Mandra si cu&amp;nbsp;prejudecată, chiar daca ar fi sa fie ultima&amp;nbsp;redută&amp;nbsp;necucerita! Stiti cum le numesc eu? Antrenamente! Pentru o Gala K1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTy3WA0Pq8M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTy3WA0Pq8M&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-4487125090558844231?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4487125090558844231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4487125090558844231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/09/antrenamente.html' title='Antrenamente pe cord'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5395272018895408324</id><published>2009-09-20T12:55:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:04:36.501+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMWX0RzpR0I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMWX0RzpR0I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It’s not the way you smile that touches my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It’s not the way you kiss that tears me apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many, many nights roll by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I sit alone at home and cry over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Can’t help myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;‘Cause, baby it’s you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You should hear what they say about you.  (cheatin’)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They say you’ve never, never been true.   (wow ooooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It doesn’t matter what they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I know I’m gonna love you any old way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What can I do when it’s true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don’t want nobody,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;‘Cause, baby it’s you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-5395272018895408324?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMWX0RzpR0I' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5395272018895408324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5395272018895408324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-its-you.html' title='Baby It&apos;s You'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-1154481712891871789</id><published>2009-08-26T22:35:00.062+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:00:25.238+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dur, Dur, D'Etre Bebe!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Acest mesaj trebuie citit de proaspetii si viitorii parinti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Eh, astazi nu m-am dus la concertul Madonnei si nici n-o sa regret vreodata. Poate copiii o sa-mi sara in cap si o sa zica candva "Esti dusa, mami! Cum sa lipsesti de la asa ceva?!". Hahahaha.... pana o sa-mi zica ei asta.... sa astept sa se nasca, sa faca ochi, sa planga, sa mearga de-a busilea.... etc... Si sa faca ceva scoala! Sau daca nu scoala... ii face mama fotbalisti. Stelisti!!!! Pe mine si pe fratele meu, ai nostri ne-au trimis sa practicam multe sporturi... inot, tenis, balet, handbal...... dar nu s-a prins decat cel legat de statul in fatza calculatorului de dimineata pana seara.... E si asta un sport, nu credeti? De ce va scriu eu despre asta desi nu ma incadrez in categoria voastra, a parintilor? K sa savurez cu voi momentul! Sa va spun indirect ca va sunt alaturi, ca stiu ce va asteapta si ca e greu sa ai si sa cresti un bebe, dar e frumos sa realizezi asa ceva in viatza...chiar daca sunt nopti nedormite si bazaieli non-stop. Eu asta vad permanent pe chipurile parintilor mei. Implinire si fericire pentru copiii lor! Asta va doresc si voua!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IiLZ0dvDWU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IiLZ0dvDWU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/94341395324337332-1154481712891871789?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/1154481712891871789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/1154481712891871789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/08/dur-dur-detre-bebe.html' title='Dur, Dur, D&apos;Etre Bebe!!!!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-7740461364315815237</id><published>2009-08-13T22:09:00.071+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:29:02.251+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atentie la moschitos???!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Daca se intampla sa cunoasteti cum e vara in Delta...eh, atunci cred ca sunteti in asentimentul meu cand spun ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; "Avem o tara foarte frumoasa, dar pacat ca nu o apreciem!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. Am urmarit-o pe Dna. Udrea in ultimele masuri de promovare a turismului, printre care si a Deltei, si o sustin. Nu stiu cat conteaza, dar cel putin e un vot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;entru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. Dap, Delta ar putea fi clasata drept una dintre minunile lumii, cu conditia ca noi - romanii - sa o apreciem, sa facem ceva pentru ea. Pe langa saracia satelor din zona, care te lasa uneori mut - fara curent, fara drum de secolul XXI, uneori si fara apa (nu vb de cea din Dunare)-, se simte nepasarea intreprinzatorilor, care privesc doar partea financiara si faptul ca au drepturi, nu si obligatii.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Asa se face ca un hotel de 4 stele din Delta arata pe afara si pe site ca unul din Turcia (tara turismului, dupa mine), dar in realitate abia se clasifica la 3. Mai mult, ti-e mila si de bietii copii care muncesc aici, veniti de prin toate colturile tarii pentru un salariu de tot rasul. Stim ca e criza, cu totii o simtim, dar nu putem sa ne promovam imaginea tarii doar la televizor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Trebuie sa fim ROMANI! Sa ne pese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Poate va intrebati, bine-bine, care este hiba aici? Pai, dak nimeni nu se ingrijeste de asigurarea unui standard proportional cu banii platiti tocmai ca sa ai o vacanta de vis, dak toti nu fac decat sa se arunce la preturi exorbitante cand vine vorba de o plimbare cu barca in Delta, cum sa ne asteptam la un turism infloritor... Si ce as putea sa zic in favoarea luptei contra tzantzarilor, care este zadarnicita din fasa, tinand cont de numarul acestora/m3 comparativ cu numarul de spray-uri de protectie la purtator. O adevarata invazie care se adauga la lista neagra. Da' parca nu ti-ar pasa atat de ei (fiind chiar natural si cool sa te piste tzantzarii in Delta), dak toate celelalte ar fi cum trebuie. Chiar ai simti ca esti patriot si ca o vacanta in Romania merita toti banii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-7740461364315815237?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7740461364315815237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7740461364315815237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/08/atentie-la-moschitos.html' title='Atentie la moschitos???!!!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-8650320344353564335</id><published>2009-08-01T18:30:00.046+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:29:41.487+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nu sunt multi oameni care pot trai singuratici (nu singuri) pe lumea aceasta. Bravo pentru cei care sunt in stare, nu depind de nimeni si dau dovada de siguranta si de implinire de sine! Noua, celorlalti, probabil ca ne e mai usor sa credem ca o anumita persoana ne poate completa si ne poate da un sens in viatza. CA NE DA AER! Si pentru asta, riscam! Riscam sa oferim si sa nu fie suficient, riscam sa suferim, dar spunem ca riscam pentru fericire si... riscam. Si ce se intampla in final? Uneori ne realizam visul, suntem cu persoana pe care am dorit-o atat... ne consideram impliniti. Nu zic ca nu e bine... nici pomeneala, dar nu e suficient. De ce? Pentru ca riscul cel mai mare este ca in marea cautare/dragoste sa ne pierdem de noi insisi. Sa pierdem clipele de singuratate si rasfat, cand esti doar tu cu tine insati si faci ce vrei. Fara intrebari si raspunsuri! Ehhhh... cred ca asta este motivul pentru care unele persoane nu doresc sa se implice substantial intr-o relatie, sa-si asume responsabilitati pentru altul si, mai ales, sa lase pe altul sa existe pentru ei, pentru ca asta ar conduce automat la pierderea momentelor cu sinele. Pare atat de filozofic, dar este chiar foarte real. Eu sunt pe baricada cealalta, dar sunt momente cand chiar as vrea sa pot trata o relatie pana la o limita, iar restul sa fie intangibil, sa fie doar spatiul si timpul meu. Dar, desi vreau acest lucru, nu pot sa-l fac! Asa ca inca mai caut raspuns! Tell me how I'm suppossed to breathe with no air! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvHuW-5ezak"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvHuW-5ezak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-8650320344353564335?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8650320344353564335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8650320344353564335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/08/alone-but-not-lonely.html' title='No Air!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4495377503408275217</id><published>2009-07-28T18:41:00.044+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:31:03.762+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall We Date?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Imi dau seama ca noi, femeile, suntem intotdeauna privite ca fiinte timide si neajutorate, ce trebuie sa se sprijine neaparat pe brand-ul unui barbat... desi cam 0,00001% se nimereste sa fie genul lui Mr. Oncescu... Eh, unele dintre noi chiar au avut noroc, altele... inca mai asteapta. Funny, nu? Pai, de asta aveam eu nevoie azi, cand din senin m-am trezit cu o pana de toata frumusetea la roata negrutzei mele. Eu, care nu facusem vreo pana cam din epoca de cand mi-am luat carnetul (adik niciodata)... am coborat din lumea mea pe pamant, incercata de groaza. Si ce sa zic, a una-doua-treia oara din sutele de dati cand mi se intampla ceva - gen a'la Suzuky - spre surprinderea mea, Domnu' imi trimisese un ajutor cu brand! Dap! Un tip cu putin peste 35 de ani (I guess), umblat pe la sala, fara vreun semn ca he's taken (I guess again!) si... dornic sa ma ajute! Dupa ajutorul dat in consecinta, am multumit omului si am dat sa plec, aruncandu-i o ultima remarca ("Greu se gasesc oameni care sa ajute pe cineva in plina strada, cand chiar iti arde buza!") la care am primit un raspuns surprinzator pentru canicula de afara si pentru mine ("Aprecierea asta nu-si are sensul daca nu ne mai auzim din cand in cand la un telefon"). Hahaha!!!! Clar! Nu paream numai neajutorata, ci si singura! Speechless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-4495377503408275217?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4495377503408275217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4495377503408275217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/shall-we-date.html' title='Shall We Date?'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5682032611620001420</id><published>2009-07-23T23:08:00.019+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:06:42.824+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor de vacanta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SmjLnljNU3I/AAAAAAAABII/zrEv1NYfl4k/s1600-h/mowgli"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361759237339698034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SmjLnljNU3I/AAAAAAAABII/zrEv1NYfl4k/s320/mowgli" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Home alone...... Ceva imi miroase like a Miami in micul meu apartament. A vara torida, umeda si lipicioasa.... Combinata cu parfumul meu de mere cumparat ultima data. Hmmm.... Incerc sa ma imaginez agatata intr-un pom ca Mowgli in jungla, cantand &lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bare Necessities &lt;/i&gt;cu Baloo&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;. Fara griji, fara stres, simtind doar dogoarea soarelui printre crengi si adierea unui vant pierdut de fratii lui mai mari... Aaaaa, am inceput sa delirez... as vrea eu in vacanta, dar acusi... nu pot. Obligatii (profesionale) si necesitati de ordin material ma cam impiedica sa o iau ca un fluture pe campii. Dar, ar fi frumos, ar fi super sa simt ca o saptamana e doar a mea. Sa zburd spre Miami de Romania sau sa urc pe Kilimanjaro din spatele casei bunicii, oriunde, dar sa fiu eu cu mine si cu persoana mea. Pentru cei care va e dor de vacanta.... ooooo, fratii mei.... sa punem de-o greva mica in weekend si sa ne agitam prin Herastrau... O sa vina si saptamana noastra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Mtwrfhb6-Q&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Mtwrfhb6-Q&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-5682032611620001420?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5682032611620001420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5682032611620001420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-i-need-this.html' title='Dor de vacanta!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SmjLnljNU3I/AAAAAAAABII/zrEv1NYfl4k/s72-c/mowgli' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-5006278800403334309</id><published>2009-07-15T22:01:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:24:45.255+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Michael!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;feature=popular"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;feature=popular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94341395324337332-5006278800403334309?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5006278800403334309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/5006278800403334309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonderful-people.html' title='A Tribute to Michael!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-8248217359764597373</id><published>2009-07-14T23:49:00.047+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:30:54.111+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat iti ia sa realizezi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Slz3iD4SCYI/AAAAAAAABIA/hVOQpIQnCM0/s1600/lake+house" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358429821193030018" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Slz3iD4SCYI/AAAAAAAABIA/hVOQpIQnCM0/s200/lake+house" style="margin-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;N-am sa neg ca sursa mea de inspiratie pentru acest subiect este S.A.T.C. .... Imi place momentul cand Mr. Big merge la Paris dupa Carrie si, finally, ii spune ca ea este THE ONE. So romantic! As putea da multe exemple, la fel de frumoase si pline de dragoste. Bridget Jones Diary, cand Mark Darcy ii spune lui Bridget ca o place exact asa cum este ea, sau Jerry McGuire, cand Jerry ii spune lui Dorothy "YOU complete ME", iar ea "You had me at Hello!".... sau Titanic, "You jump, I jump!".... Just fabullous! Cate dintre aceste replici se regasesc in viatza ta? Mai suntem noi - cei istoviti de munca si de frecusurile de zi cu zi - capabili sa ramanem deschisi la romantism si dragoste? Cat realizam ce pierdem? Let's find the answer...or better not being necessary to find it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTPkAQIQ42M&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTPkAQIQ42M&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt; (The Lake House, one of my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-8248217359764597373?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8248217359764597373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8248217359764597373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/cat-iti-ia-sa-realizezi.html' title='Cat iti ia sa realizezi?'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/Slz3iD4SCYI/AAAAAAAABIA/hVOQpIQnCM0/s72-c/lake+house' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4501294905549094969</id><published>2009-07-14T19:41:00.034+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:35:37.585+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandria nu da putere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlzYGEWd-1I/AAAAAAAABH4/UHbC1IFHkYo/s1600-h/puppy" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358395255422843730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlzYGEWd-1I/AAAAAAAABH4/UHbC1IFHkYo/s320/puppy" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 101px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 135px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sa vorbim un pic despre mandrie. Nu ca sa facem o analiza pe text, ci pentru o scurta introspectie. In fapt, incerc doar sa realizez de ce, in majoritatea filmelor aparute pe ecran, vazute de mine, mandria este intotdeauna atribuita femeilor? Ne-a fost harazita noua partea cea capoasa a naturii umane sau, pur si simplu, consideram ca detinem un adevar absolut pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;care trebuie sa-l aparam pana in panzele albe? In "Pride and Prejudice" a mers, la fel si in "Australia". Banuiesc ca depinde de adevar, de Jane Austen sau de Baz Luhrmann, cei care au scris cele doua povesti de viata. Pe mine m-a tentat mereu sa-mi argumentez parerile (mi se pare firesc!!), iar uneori sa actionez din mandrie, desi am fost luata drept Gica Contra. Am invatat ca asta nu garanteaza succesul (mai ales sa nu fie unul impotriva ta), asa ca, de multe ori, am zis, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mai bine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;stai zitto!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Mai mult, in societatea de azi, mandria e foarte des asociata orgoliului, incapatanarii si chiar prostiei. Alteori, daca esti mandru, ai personalitate. Mandria nu iti da putere, ci te conduce. Spre happy end sau spre greseli. E cu final neprevazut. Invatand din viata una-alta, am inteles ca nu pot sa-mi las mandria sa actioneze ca un liber arbitru. Rareori e vazuta ca o calitate! Cel putin asta e perceptia mea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-4501294905549094969?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4501294905549094969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4501294905549094969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/mandria-nu-da-putere.html' title='Mandria nu da putere!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlzYGEWd-1I/AAAAAAAABH4/UHbC1IFHkYo/s72-c/puppy' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-3495101870302240971</id><published>2009-07-11T21:30:00.057+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:33:44.344+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste like MOJITO!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357509055204363378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlmyGbRlDHI/AAAAAAAABGk/8d-aORTerRQ/s320/mojito+2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 222px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 164px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;aca ai uitat cumva gustul de a te intalni cu prietenii in weekend si de a vedea impreuna un film... Incearca! E foarte placut! In addition, un pahar de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIv5gsjDfaU"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mojito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; pregatit romaneste! Cum? Pai, in primul rand, trebuie neaparat sa intri intr-un Mega Image (preferabil, cel de pe Bd. Dacia) ... iar dupa ce te-au renegat prietenii ca ai facut dezastru pe rafturi....si ai gasit, in final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sticla de Bacardi si lime-ul aproape verde-galbui, dai sa pleci... Mai si platim? Da, trebuie, am fost scanati de o security-lady care aproape ne-a smuls sticla din mana.... Ne-am uitat la fetzele noastre si ne-a pufnit rasul... Aratam cam luati, nu-i asa? Relax, doamna doar isi notase seria de la sticla pe un catastif... Secondly, tre' sa treci cu prietenii prin intersectia Eminescu cu Dorobanti. Cine stie? Poate vezi pe cineva cunoscut si te bucuri! Finally, am ajuns cu totii la destinatie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mojito? Combinatie: cine sparge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; gheata, care aduce menta din ghiveci, mai trebuie zahar brun, lamaie tocata bine (eu sunt la aparate) si.... Bacardi cu apa minerala, Schweps, Sprite, cine vrea, ce vrea..... Si neaparat paie roz din Ikea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Acum se bat cine face clatitele....Yummy!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pardon me! Eu sunt cu butoanele de la laptop si cu paiul.... ca sa va descriu actiunea! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIv5gsjDfaU"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIv5gsjDfaU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sisbombo, ne e dor de tineeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-3495101870302240971?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/3495101870302240971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/3495101870302240971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-prepare-romanian-mojito.html' title='Taste like MOJITO!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlmyGbRlDHI/AAAAAAAABGk/8d-aORTerRQ/s72-c/mojito+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4490024468651628483</id><published>2009-07-09T23:41:00.022+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:20:17.209+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it take to be happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Am fost sambata in mall. Ca de obicei, multa lume, perechi care se tin de mana, fetze zambitoare, relaxation. Unii dintre cei de acolo mi s-au parut a fi intr-adevar fericiti, dar nu stiu dak era doar o aparenta. Asa ca intrebarea mea pare fireasca: Suntem fericiti? Ce te face pe tine fericit? Un job bun, o familie, un loc caldutz acasa, prieteni, gone fishing sau going out pur si simplu. Toate acestea par a fi dorinte/obiective de realizat pentru oricine. Apoi, ma gandesc ca daca am avea toate acestea, am fi totusi fericiti? Sau doar tindem sa obtinem acel lucru, care ne bucura, ce-i drept, cand il realizam.... Si apoi? Ne pierdem in neantul fericirii? In jurul meu am auzit multe persoane spunand ca nu sunt fericite, chiar daca au poate tot ce credeau ca-si doresc. Ce mai trebuie? Sustenabilitate... da, da... un cuvant prea tehnic pentru tema asta... dar atat de real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Daca am obtinut un lucru drag noua... TREBUIE SA-L PASTRAM. Daca avem un om alaturi, pe care il iubim.... TREBUIE SA-L PASTRAM! Daca avem un prieten adevarat langa noi.... TREBUIE SA-L PASTRAM! Sau mai bine zis: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ce-i al meu, al meu sa fie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Beatitudinea pe care ti-o da starea de fericire nu dureaza la nesfarsit, daca nu o mentinem noi alive. Mereu intervin probleme de viatza, care par adevarate sarituri peste garduri. Si ce daca? Vin si pleaca. Dorintele noastre raman. Ceva ce da sens existentei tale, fie ca e o idee, un scop, o speranta... acestea raman. Cum raman? Cu efort, determinare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fara renuntari! Fara amanari! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Asta inseamna sa fii fericit. Sa traiesti pentru ceva, pentru cineva... sa ai mereu un scop, un plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Deci, cam cat ne ia sa fim fericiti? O viatza? Da, uneori ni se pare cam mare pretul asta. Dar ce frumos este cand se intampla. Suntem rasplatiti!!!!!!! Un sfat: Deschideti-va aripile spre fericire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/94341395324337332-4490024468651628483?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4490024468651628483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4490024468651628483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-it-take-to-be-happy.html' title='What does it take to be happy?'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-8860702984847076645</id><published>2009-07-09T00:56:00.035+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:19:21.946+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incalzirea globala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356229949203333826" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlUmwqGSwsI/AAAAAAAABGE/8r2Vo59ftas/s200/1585269187_d9f48d63e6.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ma gandeam astazi, cat de greu ar fi sa traiesti in zone mai calduroase, cu climat f uscat sau f umed.... comparativ cu ceea ce avem noi aici... Va imaginati? Azi, pur si simplu ma topeam ca untul in tigaie, desi erau aproximativ 33 grade Celsius! Vorbind cu cineva care a vizitat Africa, pe aceasta tema, mi-am dat seama ca fiecare dintre noi, care se naste intr-o zona geografica, poarta caracteristicile acelei zone. Este o adaptare genetica la conditiile de mediu. Anyway, acestea se schimba cam des in ultima vreme.... cel putin dpv al temperaturii... f cald ziua.... furtuna pe inserat... Imediat mi-am amintit de cursurile de la Marshall despre incalzirea globala si efectele ei, si am dat un search pe Google.... Rezultatul cautarii? 34.500.000 articole. Fantastic. Si cati dintre noi stim ce inseamna "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Global Warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"? Cati suntem constienti de ceea ce ne asteapta? Terifiant, daca facem un calcul... Astazi, 08 iulie 2009, populatia pe glob totalizeaza 6,77 miliarde locuitori...iar daca, sa zicem, doar 0.5% dintre acestia ar avea acces la net sau la presa, adik 33.850.000 persoane, fiecare ar putea citi aproximativ 1 articol despre incalzirea globala.... si ar stii ceva... Eu cred ca nici macar 50.000 persoane (cca 0,15% din posibilii utilizatori de net) nu pot sa spuna un element concret cu privire la acest fenomen.... Tragic. Nici macar nu stim incotro ne indreptam...care sunt riscurile... cum sa mai facem si ceva preventiv.... Ne e f. clar ca e mai usor sa prevenim decat sa combatem. Trebuie sa ne gandim in primul rand la faptul ca, in cazul naturii, procesul ar putea fi ireversibil... Dap, ne cam ia cu frig pe caldura asta... Ar fi timpul sa actionam! Primul pas? Sa ne informam... Am sa incep eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/environment/global-warming-environment/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/environment/global-warming-environment/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://environment.nationalgeographic.com/environment/global-warming/gw-impacts-interactive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://environment.nationalgeographic.com/environment/global-warming/gw-impacts-interactive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/environment/state-of-the-earth-environment/turning-point.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/environment/state-of-the-earth-environment/turning-point.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.euronews.net/2009/07/08/g8-leaders-agree-climate-change-measures/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xZYmMrwLdXY"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xZYmMrwLdXY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yeomansconcepts.com.au/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.yeomansconcepts.com.au/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;SAVE THE PLANET! SAVE OURSELVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-8860702984847076645?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8860702984847076645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/8860702984847076645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/incalzirea-globala.html' title='Incalzirea globala'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlUmwqGSwsI/AAAAAAAABGE/8r2Vo59ftas/s72-c/1585269187_d9f48d63e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-115904057346439115</id><published>2009-07-06T23:31:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:13:03.674+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolce far niente in arta comunicarii!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In viatza de astazi cand globalizarea a devenit un subiect la moda, n-ar trebui sa existe obstacole practice in a comunica cu semenii.... fata in fata, prin telefon, fax, email, pager, Internet.... o groaza de solutii tehnice puse la dispozitie.... Nu mai vorbim the aspectele telepatice... (hah, astea sunt la ordinea zilei). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Adesea ne miram de ce nu iese asa cum vrem noi! Pe cine dam vina? Pe cel de langa noi sau pe propria persoana? Evident ca mai bine zici vb. aia "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sa moara capra vecinului!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; decat sa realizezi ca problema asta de comunicare nu se invata la clasa I, ci e o formula de matematici superioare... si ca, in parte, vina e ta. Materialul uman e f. complex, iar comunicarea se deterioreaza indirect proportional cu cresterea efectelor unor factori interni (prea multa analiza strica... asa ca las-o balta) sau externi (eu ma pun in locul tau, sa vad ce iese.. sic!) asupra ta. Un dolce far niente perche e troppo complicato. In loc sa fii direct si spontan, si sa lasi naturaletea sa invinga teoriile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; "pagubationiste" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;in folosul transparentei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Who knows! Poate ca vom spune &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; si nu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ar putea fi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;fiind mult mai clari! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Si asta mi se aplica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-115904057346439115?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/115904057346439115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/115904057346439115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/dolce-far-niente-in-arta-comunicarii.html' title='Dolce far niente in arta comunicarii!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-4718718691854914603</id><published>2009-07-06T08:31:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:16:28.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum va place ziua de luni?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Cu totii asteptam weekend-ul, iar in speranta ca acesta va veni mai devreme.... unii dintre noi au inclus si ziua de vineri in sfarsitul de saptamana cel vesel. Nu, nu zic ca nu se munceste.... Doamne feri', dar e un vineri datator de speranta (Hahahaha!!!! Asta daca nu e vineri 13). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ma rog, problema le apare unora dupa weekend. Cand e luni dimineata si toate ceasurile desteptatoare iti suna in creieri... Cand, de grabit ce ai fost sa pleci in weekend, nu ai pregatit nimic cu ce sa te imbraci, si atunci arunci ceva rapid pe tine.... Oh, sa nu plec in shlapi..... Si sa dea Domnu' sa nu am sedinta azi!!!!&amp;nbsp;Mie una nu-mi place ziua de luni, dar daca n-ar exista, probabil ca nu mi-ar placea nici marti... s.a.m.d..... V-ati trezit? Atentie! Azi e luni! Va pup si va doresc o saptamana foarte placuta in compania colegilor de serviciu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-4718718691854914603?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4718718691854914603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/4718718691854914603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/cum-va-place-ziua-de-luni.html' title='Cum va place ziua de luni?'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-7472827545468352739</id><published>2009-07-05T15:11:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:01:03.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE: GHOSTS OF GIRLFRIENDS PAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354948782897039842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCZi9r9CeI/AAAAAAAABEw/Q4YxgDee8eA/s320/images+(1).jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 120px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pentru toti cei care vor si mai pot sa se maturizeze: Recomand un film foarte dragutz si cu un mesaj de substanta: LOVE COUNTS IN LIFE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HqlxWZNeWNk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HqlxWZNeWNk&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-7472827545468352739?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7472827545468352739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7472827545468352739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-ghosts-of-girlfriends-past.html' title='MOVIE: GHOSTS OF GIRLFRIENDS PAST'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCZi9r9CeI/AAAAAAAABEw/Q4YxgDee8eA/s72-c/images+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-315528491995677789</id><published>2009-07-05T14:41:00.021+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:15:34.935+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember M.J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354944521084949330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCVq5MxU1I/AAAAAAAABEo/QJEUGq8NuYI/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 123px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 97px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;V-a afectat cel putin pentru cateva momente vestea mortii lui Michael? Un artist care a fost uitat in ultimul deceniu si care a reintrat in atentia lumii, din pacate, altfel decat isi planificase el.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Am ascultat pe toate canalele TV cantecele sale.... Nu stiu la care sa ma opresc! Nu stiu care imi place mai mult. Toate sunt grozave! Billie Jean, Dirty Diana, Who is it?, The Man in the Mirror, Thriller, Remember the Time, etc... Toate au un mesaj... pentru el, pentru apropiati, pentru lume... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mi-a atras atentia unul anume, pe care doresc sa-l impartasesc cu voi:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I'm starting with the man in the mirror/I'm asking him to change his ways/And no message could have been any clearer/If you wanna make the world a better place/Take a look at yourself and then make a change". (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUrqFkR7QlI"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUrqFkR7QlI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-315528491995677789?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/315528491995677789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/315528491995677789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/v-afectat-cel-putin-pentru-cateva.html' title='Remember M.J.'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCVq5MxU1I/AAAAAAAABEo/QJEUGq8NuYI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94341395324337332.post-7989586906278709768</id><published>2009-07-05T12:56:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:14:50.851+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buna ziua, soare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354917239701659426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlB826IIXyI/AAAAAAAABDw/0SXxNkx_lHc/s320/Picture+818.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hola, amigos! ¿Que tal?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Numele meu e Laura! Simplu, curat, traininc si italienesc.... asa cum a iubit-o Petrarca pe Laura lui. Sau Raphael.... Hahahaha.... Sau Mr. George pe Laura Bush, a real lady! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nu, eu nu sunt de legenda.... nici macar statuie nu am....&amp;nbsp;Eu sunt Eu. Me parece sufficiente!&amp;nbsp;De ce ma semnez cu Suzuky? E poveste lunga.... O sa o povestim noi candva.... si nu, nu are legatura cu motorbike-ul.... Eu sunt fan Formula 1 si al yachting-ului, pentru necunoscatori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/94341395324337332-7989586906278709768?l=banulau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7989586906278709768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94341395324337332/posts/default/7989586906278709768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banulau.blogspot.com/2009/07/buna-ziua-soare.html' title='Buna ziua, soare!'/><author><name>Suzuky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14615278383722829796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlCMTi--clI/AAAAAAAABEI/URh_rIWWu-k/S220/DSC00217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs95THQuFBI/SlB826IIXyI/AAAAAAAABDw/0SXxNkx_lHc/s72-c/Picture+818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
