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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcFRHg5eSp7ImA9WhRQEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969</id><updated>2011-12-07T13:40:15.621+02:00</updated><category term="feeling" /><category term="reading" /><category term="photo" /><category term="problems" /><category term="insomnia" /><category term="lessons" /><category term="positive thinking" /><category term="English" /><category term="random" /><category term="darfur" /><category term="leapsa" /><category term="fun" /><category term="motivational" /><category term="love" /><category term="questions" /><category term="Romanian" /><category term="hi5" /><category term="war" /><category term="playing" /><category term="life" /><title>the playground</title><subtitle type="html">Play or you'll never know!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/dorin/playground" /><feedburner:info uri="dorin/playground" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AAQHw-cSp7ImA9WxJTFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-3809760079117371776</id><published>2009-04-25T13:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:35:41.259+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-25T13:35:41.259+03:00</app:edited><title>Ce ne lipseste? Ce ar trebui sa avem pentru a fi moderni?</title><content type="html">&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1em;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;In mod cert, lista valorilor modernitatii trebuie sa cuprinda: &lt;i&gt;meritismul&lt;/i&gt; versus clientelism; &lt;i&gt;morala contractualista&lt;/i&gt; vs morala tranzactionala; &lt;i&gt;comunitarismul&lt;/i&gt; vs individualism; &lt;i&gt;respectul fata de norme&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;(inclusiv legi)&lt;/i&gt; vs voluntarism; &lt;i&gt;orientarea spre viitor&lt;/i&gt; vs legitimarea prin trecutul istoric; &lt;i&gt;interesul pentru binele&lt;/i&gt; general vs egoismul zoologic; &lt;i&gt;dialogul&lt;/i&gt; vs monologul narcisist; &lt;i&gt;profesionalismul&lt;/i&gt; vs impostura profesionala; &lt;i&gt;activismul&lt;/i&gt; vs lenea contemplativa; &lt;i&gt;gandirea strategica&lt;/i&gt; vs improvizatia pe termen scurt; &lt;i&gt;raportarea la obiective&lt;/i&gt; vs personalizarea relatiilor de munca; &lt;i&gt;realismul&lt;/i&gt; vs viziunea ideologizata si/sau moralizatoare; &lt;i&gt;laicizarea statulului&lt;/i&gt; vs complicitatea stat-biserica; &lt;i&gt;competenta transculturala&lt;/i&gt; vs etnocentrism; &lt;i&gt;cetatenia&lt;/i&gt; vs identitatea exclusiv etnica si/sau religioasa&lt;a href="http://www.zf.ro/ziarul-de-duminica/interviu-dumitru-bortun-traim-intr-un-ev-mediu-intarziat-4021403/"&gt;....CITESTE MAI DEPARTE&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1em; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extras din Interviul lui Dumitru Bortun: &lt;a href="http://www.zf.ro/ziarul-de-duminica/interviu-dumitru-bortun-traim-intr-un-ev-mediu-intarziat-4021403/"&gt;"Traim intr-un Ev Mediu intarziat"&lt;/a&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/6447988531497181969-3809760079117371776?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/3809760079117371776/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=3809760079117371776" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/3809760079117371776?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/3809760079117371776?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ce-ne-lipseste-ce-ar-trebui-sa-avem.html" title="Ce ne lipseste? Ce ar trebui sa avem pentru a fi moderni?" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCQn07eCp7ImA9WxJTFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-2064778234969307477</id><published>2009-04-05T00:55:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:47:43.300+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-25T13:47:43.300+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hi5" /><title>Am o dilema</title><content type="html">&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/nfvn"&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238); width: 459px; height: 165px;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg=""  align="right" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:Black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma gandesc daca sa-mi fac profil de hi5 sau nu. Ce-mi recomanzi ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:Black;"  &gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="1" type="radio"&gt;DA, si trimite-mi linkul sa radem impreuna ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:Black;"  &gt; &lt;input name="answer" value="2" type="radio"&gt;NU, te dezmostenesc si te reneg daca o faci !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:Black;"  &gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="3" type="radio"&gt;Po0p dO0l5hE la U! xoxo Po_Oz3 n0i!  DatZy c0mM k dau bacK plzzzz! XoXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:Black;"  &gt; &lt;input value="Vote" type="submit"&gt;  &lt;input name="view" value="View" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later Edit&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It's tru. Asa cum probabil ati aflat din inbox, inevitabilul s-a produs. Cate voturi favorabile, atatea faiv-uri astept :))&lt;br /&gt;Sa-i dam ! Link: &lt;a href="http://dorin-pe.hi5.com/"&gt;http://dorin-pe.hi5.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-2064778234969307477?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/2064778234969307477/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=2064778234969307477" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2064778234969307477?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2064778234969307477?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-o-dilema.html" title="Am o dilema" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IBRXgycSp7ImA9WxVUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-7271358372640892160</id><published>2009-03-19T21:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:05:54.699+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-19T21:05:54.699+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="questions" /><title>Question of the day</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;... talking about COMPROMISES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you know when you've done enough of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/compromise-756456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/compromise-756432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-7271358372640892160?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/7271358372640892160/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=7271358372640892160" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/7271358372640892160?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/7271358372640892160?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/03/question-of-day.html" title="Question of the day" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IFQng4eSp7ImA9WxVUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-3985720874721764574</id><published>2009-03-18T00:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:05:13.631+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-19T21:05:13.631+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insomnia" /><title>Insomnia</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/02-745828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/02-745825.jpg" alt="" bordercolor="#ff0000" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-3985720874721764574?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/3985720874721764574/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=3985720874721764574" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/3985720874721764574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/3985720874721764574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/03/insomnia.html" title="Insomnia" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMQHY4fCp7ImA9WxVVFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-733385049684327524</id><published>2009-03-09T22:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:59:41.834+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-09T22:59:41.834+02:00</app:edited><title>Fact .</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/blogging-755333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/blogging-755326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-733385049684327524?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/733385049684327524/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=733385049684327524" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/733385049684327524?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/733385049684327524?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/03/fact.html" title="Fact ." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8DQH48fip7ImA9WxVVFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-7075796505960049825</id><published>2009-03-09T18:20:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:21:11.076+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-10T01:21:11.076+02:00</app:edited><title>In the world today...</title><content type="html">... more than 6 billion people live.&lt;br /&gt;If this world were shrunk to the size of a village of 100 people, what would it look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50 would be women, 50 would be men&lt;br /&gt;30 would be children, 70 would be adults.&lt;br /&gt;70 would be nonwhite, 30 would be white&lt;br /&gt;90 would be heterosexual, 10 would be homosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 would be Christians&lt;br /&gt;21 would be Moslems&lt;br /&gt;15 would be Hindus&lt;br /&gt;6 would be Buddhists&lt;br /&gt;5 would be Animists&lt;br /&gt;6 would believe in other religions&lt;br /&gt;14 would be without any religion or atheist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such a village with so many sorts of folks, it would be very important to learn to understand people different from yourself and to accept others as they are. Of the 100 people in this village:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20 are under nourished&lt;br /&gt;1 is dying of starvation, while 15 are overweight.&lt;br /&gt;Of the wealth in this village, 6 people own 59% (all of them from the United States), 74 people own 39%, and 20 people share the remaining 2%.&lt;br /&gt;Of the energy of this village, 20 people consume 80%, and 80 people share the remaining 20%.&lt;br /&gt;20 have no clean, safe water to drink.&lt;br /&gt;56 have access to sanitation&lt;br /&gt;15 adults are illiterate.&lt;br /&gt;1 has an university degree.&lt;br /&gt;7 have computers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one year, 1 person in the village will die, but in the same year, 2 babies will be born, so that at the year's end the number of villagers will be 101.&lt;br /&gt;If you do not live in fear of death by bombardment, armed attack, landmines, or of rape or kidnapping by armed groups, then you are more fortunate than 20, who do.&lt;br /&gt;If you can speak and act according to your faith and your conscience without harassment, imprisonment, torture or death, then you are more fortunate than 48, who can not.&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, money in your wallet and spare change somewhere around the house, then you are among the richest 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you can read this message, that means you are probably lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-7075796505960049825?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/7075796505960049825/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=7075796505960049825" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/7075796505960049825?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/7075796505960049825?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-world-of-today.html" title="In the world today..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YGQ3c6cCp7ImA9WxVVE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-6381664669382878246</id><published>2009-03-06T17:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:58:42.918+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T17:58:42.918+02:00</app:edited><title>De la lume adunate...</title><content type="html">Din ciclul de lecturi suplimentare obligatorii pentru elevii de liceu, recomand 2 epistole:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tudorchirila.blogspot.com/2009/03/scrisoare-catre-liceeni.html" target="blank"&gt;"Scrisoarea pentru liceeni"&lt;/a&gt; a lui Tudor Chirila&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pareri pertinente in &lt;a href="http://mihaibendeac.wordpress.com/2009/02/24/scrisoare-catre-adolescenta-romanca/" target="blank"&gt;"Scrisoarea catre adolescenta romanca"&lt;/a&gt; a lui Bendeac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Iar de pe &lt;a href="http://bloguluteo.wordpress.com/" target="blank"&gt;BloguLuTeo&lt;/a&gt; mai putem afla ca "actorul" &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q92TtW1_j_Y" target="blank"&gt;Nicolae Guta s-a apucat de stand-up comedy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pazea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-6381664669382878246?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/6381664669382878246/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=6381664669382878246" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/6381664669382878246?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/6381664669382878246?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/03/de-la-lume-adunate.html" title="De la lume adunate..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQDQnY-cCp7ImA9WxVWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-2231790352972708313</id><published>2009-02-22T16:59:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:12:53.858+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T20:12:53.858+02:00</app:edited><title>Nascut pe 17 Aprilie ...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...si ce inseamna asta in opinia astrologilor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berbec, 17 Aprilie - Ziua Obiectivelor Majore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="gri_mic"&gt;Cei nascuti pe 17 aprilie sunt patrunsi de un simt profund al propriei puteri, simultan afisand un spirit de aventurier si calitati de conducator. Acesti oameni fac parte din categoria celor care asteapta sa fie ascultati atunci cand au ceva de spus. Ei nu suporta sub nici o forma sa fie ignorati atunci cand isi exprima opiniile. Sunt constienti de importanta scopului lor si adesea asteapta ca ceilalti sa ii respecte si sa ii urmeze pana la capat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unele dintre persoanele nascute astazi fac o impresie buna pentru inceput. Totusi, exista persoane care pot ghici sfortarile facute de acestia pentru a nu-si dezvalui adevarata fata. Daca o persoana nascuta pe 17 aprilie nu este constienta de dorinta de putere ce o caracterizeaza, nu va mai fi decat o chestiune de timp pana ce un incident crucial va face ca aceasta dorinta sa iasa la lumina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nativii acestei zile pot fi foarte interesati de filozofie si religie, mai ales pentru ca ideile marete atrag intotdeauna oamenii puternici. De asemenea, ei vor tinde sa se alieze cu indivizi puternici sau institutii puternice. Pentru ei, tot ce este de natura sociala trebuie sa fie aparat si servit la maximum. In acelasi timp, ei dispretuiesc incapabilii si vor face tot posibilul sa ii destituie pe cei care abuzeaza de privilegii si functii. Indiferent de pozitia ocupata in prezent, nativii care provin din medii umile nu isi vor uita niciodata radacinile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai presus de toate, persoanele nascute pe 17 aprilie vor pune pret pe puterea vointei si pe mintile ascutite. Ei sunt inzestrati cu agerime si dexteritate care ii vor ajuta sa iasa din orice situatie dificila. Trebuie sa fie atenti sa nu-si transmita energiile celor lipsiti de scrupule si profitorilor care li se vor alatura, indiferent cat de mare este miza jocului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nativii mult mai evoluati isi concentreaza fortele pentru a-i servi pe ceilalti. Aceasta se intampla in special in cazul celor mai slabi si mai vulnerabili ce nu se pot apara singuri. Cei mai putin evoluati o pot lua pe cai gresite datorita egocentrismului si lacomiei lor. In cazul unor persoane nascute astazi, placerile mintii, cat si ale corpului pot deveni bunuri de larg consum. Nativii trebuie sa invete sa fie mai putin posesivi cu bunurile materiale. De fapt, orice individ nascut astazi trebuie sa-si controleze egoismul, mai ales in familie.In acest cadru este vorba de responsabilitatea filiala sau parentala. Acesti indivizi pot realiza ca fac parte dintr-o familie, asumandu-si rolul de sprijin real in scopul binelui comun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori, nativii zilei de 17 aprilie se iau prea in serios pe ei insisi. Trebuie sa-si aminteasca sa mai si rada din cand in cand – sa descopere adevarata fata a vietii, sa se bucure de clipele placute ale vietii. De asemenea, trebuie sa incerce sa fie mai putin moralisti. Este foarte important sa traiasca cu adevarat si sa-i lase si pe altii sa traiasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="orange_mic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;SFATURI:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Incearca sa-i critici cat mai putin pe ceilalti. De asemenea, incearca sa nu devii dependent de aprobarea lor. Cauta-ti atat activitati de ordin spiritual cat si de ordin fizic. Invioreaza-te. Nu uita sa te distrezi. Stabileste-ti atat sarcini usoare, cat si sarcini dificile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="orange_mic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUNCTE FORTE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realist&lt;br /&gt;Incapatanat&lt;br /&gt;Responsabil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="orange_mic"&gt;PUNCTE SLABE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exagerat de critic&lt;br /&gt;Moralist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="gri_mic"&gt;Mohorat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Informatiile despre simbolistica zilei tale de nastere le poti afla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://lumeapiticilor.ro/?sid=66"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-2231790352972708313?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/2231790352972708313/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=2231790352972708313" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2231790352972708313?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2231790352972708313?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/02/nascut-pe-17-aprilie.html" title="Nascut pe 17 Aprilie ..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04HQ3Y-fyp7ImA9WxVQFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-6729000172759530474</id><published>2009-02-01T11:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:18:52.857+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-01T11:18:52.857+02:00</app:edited><title>Should I Stay or ...</title><content type="html">Ratiunea imi spune: " Fugi! fugi cat vezi cu ochii! "&lt;br /&gt;Dar logica nu are sens in astfel de situatii - "Inimă, spune-i tu !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/womanchild/66c227faa3bf8e"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_66c227faa3bf8e(400, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-6729000172759530474?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/6729000172759530474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=6729000172759530474" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/6729000172759530474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/6729000172759530474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/02/should-i-stay-or.html" title="Should I Stay or ..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEHQnwzeyp7ImA9WxVQE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-8087621991122009715</id><published>2009-01-31T12:02:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:43:53.283+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-31T12:43:53.283+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leapsa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romanian" /><title>A patra poza</title><content type="html">O noua leapsa primita de la &lt;a href="http://catalinvacar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cata&lt;/a&gt;. Zice asa:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Pick the 4th picture in that folder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Explain the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Tag 4 people to do the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;so...here's the picture:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/IMG_3097-722122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 166px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/IMG_3097-722120.jpg" alt="" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... o poza care pare sa dea apa la moara tuturor celor care sunt de parere ca sfarsitul lumii va avea loc in 2012; te cam pune un pic pe ganduri, mai ales daca esti baba sperioasa sau crezi in superstitii si coincidente "prevestitoare"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia e de fapt facuta de un prieten in Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;Mai multe detalii despre locatia respectiva &lt;a href="http://www.worldsendclose.com/about.html"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa merge mai departe inspre &lt;a href="http://keolla.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ilinca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://romeoman.wordpress.com/"&gt;Romeo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thelittlerunaway.wordpress.com/"&gt;Silvia&lt;/a&gt; (dealtfel, o impatimita a fotografiei :P) si &lt;a href="http://piciu1981.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tavi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sa vedem ce ne-ati pregatit :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-8087621991122009715?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/8087621991122009715/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=8087621991122009715" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8087621991122009715?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8087621991122009715?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/01/patra-poza.html" title="A patra poza" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QAR388fyp7ImA9WxVQE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-9098686181920858534</id><published>2009-01-17T23:18:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:49:06.177+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-31T11:49:06.177+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="darfur" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problems" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="war" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English" /><title>If you think you have problems...</title><content type="html">u should take a look over these links about the situation in Darfur :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darfurwarforwater.com/darfur-war-for-water/ang/darfur-war-for-water_trailer.html" target="blank"&gt;Trailer of "Dar Fur - War for Water", a film by Tomo Kriznar &amp;amp; Maja Weiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monde-diplomatique.ro/Darfur-cronica-unui-genocid.html" target="blank"&gt;Article about the current situation in Darfur from "Le Monde Diplomatique"- Romanian edition&lt;/a&gt; (recommended for Romanian readers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darfur_conflict" target="blank"&gt;Wikipedia about the War in Darfur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..it's unbelievable the way hundreds of thousands of people are conveniently dying, in order to serve the political and economical interests of the world's oil-dependent superpowers in the area .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think twice before complaining about different situations I'm facing daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-9098686181920858534?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/9098686181920858534/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=9098686181920858534" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/9098686181920858534?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/9098686181920858534?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-think-you-have-problems.html" title="If you think you have problems..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08BQH04cSp7ImA9WxVREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-8818700671831479908</id><published>2009-01-15T23:06:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reading" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English" /><title>Father Forgets</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/395256_father_and_son-766972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 88px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/395256_father_and_son-766969.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...excerpt from a book I'm reading these days - How to Win Friends and Influence People written by Dale Carnegie. A book which I definitely recommend it to everyone. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/01328431939531414062"&gt;Tamas&lt;/a&gt;, thanks you for helping me to discover it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;FATHER FORGETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W. Livingston Larned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;condensed as in "Readers Digest"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are the things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came up the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive-and if you had to buy them you would be more careful!  Imagine that, son, from a father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in  timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. "What is it you want?" I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart and which even neglect could not wither. And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/father_son-701918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 201px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/father_son-701829.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What has habit been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding-this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was  not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was so much that was good and fine and true in your character. The little heart of you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing but a boy-a little boy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary in your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much, yet given too little of myself. Promise me, as I teach you to have the manners of a man, that you will remind me how to have the loving spirit of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“God himself, sir, does not propose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to judge man until the end of his days.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why should you and I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/535251_nexus-788443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/535251_nexus-788440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-8818700671831479908?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/8818700671831479908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=8818700671831479908" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8818700671831479908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8818700671831479908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/01/father-forgets.html" title="Father Forgets" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFQns6cCp7ImA9WxVREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-7145641042749515364</id><published>2009-01-09T14:43:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:53:33.518+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T01:53:33.518+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="positive thinking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romanian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reading" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motivational" /><title>E foarte bine!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/african_men-767753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/african_men-767185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;am promis unor prieteni ca o sa spun o poveste cu un rege african, asa ca revin cu istorisirea promisa, pe care am descoperit-o de curand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Era odata un rege african care avea un prieten foarte bun din copilarie. Acest prieten avea obiceiul ca indiferent de situatia in care se afla, fie ea pozitiva sau negativa, sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reactioneze la fel: "E foarte bine!" - exasperandu-i uneori pe cei din jur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intr- zi, regele si prietenul sau se aflau la vanatoare. Prietenul incarca si pregatea armele pentru rege. Dintr-o greseala, o arma s-a descarcat si i-a retezat regelui buricul degetului mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Examinand situatia, prietenul a remarcat ca de obicei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"- E foarte bine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La aceasta regele a replicat furios:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"- NU. Nu e bine deloc!" si, convins de faptul ca prietenul lui trebuie sa constientizeze gravitatea faptei, a ordonat ca acesta sa fie inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un an mai tarziu, regele fiind la vanatoare intr-o zona periculoasa, a fost capturat de canibali si dus in satul lor. L-au legat de protap cu gandul sa-l "prepare". Insa unul dintre canibali a observat ca regelui ii lipsea o parte din degetul mare. Si cum aveau ca regula sa nu manance pe nimeni care nu e intreg, s-au vazut nevoiti sa-l elibereze pe rege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La intoarcere acasa, regele si-a reamintit de intam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plarea de la vanatoare in urma careia isi pierduse degetul si, cuprins de remuscari, a ordonat ca prietenul lui sa fie eliberat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"-  Ai avut dreptate." i-a spus prietenului proaspat eliberat. "A fost foarte bine ca mi-ai retezat buricul degetului". Si a inceput sa-i povesteasca patania cu canibalii. "Imi pare foarte rau ca te-am trimis la inchisoare atata vreme. A fost urat din partea mea sa fac acest lucru"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"- Nu",a replicat prietenul, "Este foarte bine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"- Ce vrei sa spui cu asta; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Este foarte bine?&lt;/span&gt; Cum poate sa fie bine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa iti trimiti prietenul la inchisoare pentru un an? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"- Este foarte bine, pentru ca daca nu as fi fost in inchisoare, as fi fost cu tine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluziile vi le las ca tema de gandire ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/african_sunset_paint%28edited%29-752668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 165px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/african_sunset_paint%28edited%29-752666.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-7145641042749515364?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08BQH04cSp7ImA9WxVREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-2954857999552003614</id><published>2009-01-08T20:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English" /><title>ROTFLMAO =))</title><content type="html">Probably the funniest thing I've seen lately!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGE34VAqYTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2954857999552003614?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/01/rotflmao.html" title="ROTFLMAO =))" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIBQnw-fSp7ImA9WxVREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-212094631819634466</id><published>2009-01-08T11:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:55:53.255+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T01:55:53.255+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feeling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romanian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>Noaptea mea are 7 Zile. Saptamana mea dureaza o Vesnicie.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ziua 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sfarsitul celei de-a 2-a zile; prima mi-am petrecut-o cautand bezmetic raspunsul la acel inexplicabil de inteligent si inutil in acelasi timp "De ce?"... pana mi-am adus aminte de o replica a Pinguinului dintr-una din seriile Batman:&lt;br /&gt;"De ce? de ce? de ce?&lt;br /&gt;...De ce voi oamenii intrebati mereu "De ce?" cand "Cum?" e mult mai mai interesant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...And everybody knows my feeling of a lonely day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ziua 2...aproape m-am vazut tentat sa incalc regulile jocului&lt;br /&gt;...si imi caut pseudo-placerea sadica citind SMS-uri mai vechi poate demult uitate de mana care le-a scris ...si totusi...doare, la naiba!...asta nu e placere...lotus-ul asta e dulce-amarui;&lt;br /&gt;- si poate nu ar trebui sa postez asta; poate ar trebui sa ma abtin...&lt;br /&gt;- Sa-mi fie frica adica?&lt;br /&gt;- Frica de ce?&lt;br /&gt;- Exact!&lt;br /&gt;- La urma urmei, e blogul meu personal&lt;br /&gt;- DA!&lt;br /&gt;- Daca nu iti place nu esti obligat sa citesti... si daca nu iti place nu ai decat sa nu o faci&lt;br /&gt;- Si nu sunt eu ala care citesc asta neinvitat...si nu sunt eu ala care incalca regulile facand asta&lt;br /&gt;- Ce scuza ieftina :))&lt;br /&gt;- da...merge...nu?&lt;br /&gt;- Merge pe naiba =)) patetic! cauti reguli acolo unde nu sunt ...&lt;br /&gt;- pai...stiu; nu am stabilit reguli cu privire la asta dar...nu e fair-play :)&lt;br /&gt;- din nou patetic :)) Fair-play ? =)) mai gandeste-te odata ...&lt;br /&gt;- ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/ramona_bluee/767be0b2ed9931"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_767be0b2ed9931(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ziua 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...merge in duo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=0vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcv02bj5yb1VWdu4WZ3d2czlWb/early_winter.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#FFFFFF;border:#111111;button:#111111;player_text:#FFFFFF;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;_______&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=18yck5WdvN3Ln9Gbi5ybpRWYS9Cdp5Sau92YuVGdhNXasVmL3d3d/Robbie%2520Williams%2520-%2520Angels.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FFFFFF;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#111111;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ziua 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;inca una si fac gardulet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pe scurt? ...lovit in cap, cu buza umflata, frig in oase, si un nod in gat...ghici cum ma simt :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam astea ar fi starile prin care am trecut azi :)) Le luam pe rand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Lovit in cap - Pe bune acuma... se pare ca m-am lovit de-adevaratelea. Altfel zis, mi-am gasit in cap o reminiscenta a ceea ce pare sa fi fost o rana deschisa cu diametrul/lungimea de vreo 5 mm pana la un cm de care habar nu aveam :))&lt;br /&gt;[nu va grabiti sa va ganditi la prostii, nu mi s-a spart nici o sticla in cap de curand,  am doar prin casa o multime de dulapuri cu usi cam la acelasi nivel cu al crestetului meu pe care le las mai tot timpul deschise si cu care iau contact destul de des ...prea des se pare ca sa mai disting o lovitura mai zdravana ca asta ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(B)&lt;/span&gt; - Cu buza umflata - muscata mai exact&lt;br /&gt;[Bestie, am gasit pe cineva care musca mai feroce decat tine! :)) ] Am reusit performanta extraordinara ca din greseala sa-mi musc buza; si am facut-o cu pasiune ...atat de tare incat am rupt o bucatica din ea intr-un loc destul de sensibil si acuma incepe sa semene destul de mult cu un herpes sau ceva de gen...aiurea, nu ? Noroc ca nu e prea vizibil si daca imi tin gura inchisa e destul de greu de remarcat :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(C) &lt;/span&gt;- Cu frig in oase - o senzatie pe care ajungi sa o resimti dupa ce stai in jur de o ora intr-un frig de-ti ingheata productia'n co...in corp;&lt;br /&gt;[ma simt acum mai aproape un pic de cei de pe urma carora vorbeam cu un prieten ca ne-am putea imbogati investind in aparate medicale - de "generatia dializa" adica; si ca sa definim termenul ...ce inseamna de fapt aceasta generatie dializa?&lt;br /&gt;Pai nu e greu de inteles... o simpla privire in jur in diverse locatii mai mult sau mai putin publice te poate ajuta sa intelegi.  La fete pare ca e mai stringenta problema si mai simplu de observat - Catora dintre perechile de blugi/pantaloni purtate astazi le sare talia cu 2 snururi de curea mai sus de "crapatura instalatorului"? :)) Prea putine...nu-i asa? In completare - catora dintre bluze/pulovere/tricouri/topuri etc  le ajunge linia inferioara sa intalneasca talia pantalonilor mai sus amintiti si sa acopere zona rinichilor? Daca intelegeti la ce ma refer adaugati la toate aceste sacrificii facute in numele "feşanului" si o eventuala alimentatie dezechilibrata si Voila! avem reteta pentru o explozie de persoane cu probleme la rinichi in urmatoarea perioada ...o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;idee de nisa si o potentiala afacere in domeniul aparaturii medicale poate :)) sadic? dar cam real din pacate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(D)&lt;/span&gt; - Nod in gat - asta venea mai mult de la stomac, cred ca am baut cam multa cafea azi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[ok...deci am nevoie de cafea la intervale regulate ca sa pot sa rezist mai mult de 1 maxim 2 ore consecutive la ore...clar?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; - factorul surpriza&lt;br /&gt;in ecuatie, matematic si ingineresc, sa se vada ca am trecut azi pe la facultate, rezulta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{[(A)+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(B)+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(C)+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(D) integrat prin functia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Context&lt;/span&gt;]+X} totul derivat prin functia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atitudinala&lt;/span&gt; =&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buna Dispozitie&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluzia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...lovit in cap, cu buza umflata, frig in oase, si un nod in gat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;si totusi ma simt surprinzator de bine-dispus :)) I guess it's just a state of mind :P&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandeam sa ma duc sa donez sange ...are cineva idee pe unde vine strada Molter Karoly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Grabitii puteau la fel de bine sa sara peste paranteze...oricum nu cred ca au aflat ceva cu adevarat relevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merge si o melodie..nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FF0000" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=2wLzRmb192cv4WY0JXY69SZi5SZu5WZk5WYuMnclNXd/Linkin%2520Park%2520-%2520Numb.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#FF0000;border:#FFFFFF;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#FF0000;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...poate nu era cea mai potrivita...nu?&lt;br /&gt;one more try :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#00CC00" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=18yck5WdvN3LvlGZhJ3Lt92YuMnclR3cvhWbhVmck5Se0NncptWZuF2a/Travis%2520-%2520Flowers%2520In%2520The%2520Window.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#00CC00;border:#FFFFFF;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#00CC00;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. - Aud ca unii isi fac griji ca am luat-o Razna. Merci de grija :) Ori mai cititi inca o data titlul blogului ori nu nu va mai obositi sa ma anuntati de asta. Va dau din start dreptate - am luat-o si pe Razna si pe sora-sa si dupa ce le-a facut praf pe amandoua am plecat toti trei cu pluta :))&lt;br /&gt;Peace :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....va urma :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ziua 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/tibio/a73e331109294d"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_a73e331109294d(400, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Energy Of Love&lt;/strong&gt; se numeste piesa si iti cam incarca instantaneu bateriile cand ai nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfarsitul celei de-a 6a zile:&lt;br /&gt;nah...ma duc si eu la somn ca s-a bosumflat printesa si nu mai are chef de joaca.&lt;br /&gt;...de parca mie de joaca imi ardea.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;w_767be0b2ed9931(300, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-212094631819634466?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/212094631819634466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=212094631819634466" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/212094631819634466?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/212094631819634466?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2009/01/noaptea-mea-are-7-zile-saptamana-mea.html" title="Noaptea mea are 7 Zile. Saptamana mea dureaza o Vesnicie." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEENQn4yeip7ImA9WxVREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-4756231076813403592</id><published>2008-12-15T00:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:58:13.092+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T01:58:13.092+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feeling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romanian" /><title>Leapsa - Versuri Care Ma Descriu</title><content type="html">uite ca a venit&lt;br /&gt;... prima leapsa :) din partea lui &lt;a href="http://zolizzz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zolizzz&lt;/a&gt;... si care imi cere sa aleg niste versuri care ma descriu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/lyrics-712300.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 105px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/lyrics-712293.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adevarul e ca nu am mai citit poezii demult si nu imi vin in minte momente recente in care sa ma fi identificat sau sa ma fi regasit printre versurile citite... tot ce am in cap acum sunt fragmente din diferite melodii cu care ma aflu in rezonanta in momentul in care le ascult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai de aceea am sa te rog pe tine, cititor/cititoare al acestui articol sa accepti provocarea si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa alegi niste versuri care crezi tu ca ma descriu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pot sa fie un vers, o rima, o strofa, o poezie sau chiar textul unei melodii care iti trece prin cap; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunt curios sa iti aflu parerea&lt;/span&gt; si sa vad cui dau mai departe leapsa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Promit ca intre timp o sa fiu constiincios si o sa caut niste versuri care sa ma descrie ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-4756231076813403592?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/4756231076813403592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=4756231076813403592" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/4756231076813403592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/4756231076813403592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/12/leapsa-versuri-care-ma-descriu.html" title="Leapsa - Versuri Care Ma Descriu" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EAQHg6cSp7ImA9WxRbF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-1719034195781408671</id><published>2008-12-09T00:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:34:01.619+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-09T00:34:01.619+02:00</app:edited><title>Just be...</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=1719034195781408671" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/1719034195781408671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/1719034195781408671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-be.html" title="Just be..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08BQH04cSp7ImA9WxVREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-5808495707035316382</id><published>2008-11-27T00:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T14:30:51.339+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English" /><title>Yes We Can</title><content type="html">Nice inspirational movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHEO_fG3mm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHEO_fG3mm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-5808495707035316382?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/5808495707035316382/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=5808495707035316382" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/5808495707035316382?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/5808495707035316382?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html" title="Yes We Can" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYMSHc-fSp7ImA9WxRUFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-8125570516993170277</id><published>2008-11-24T10:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:43:09.955+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-25T16:43:09.955+02:00</app:edited><title>I cried yesterday...</title><content type="html">...and I still cannot explain myself why ...&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time after 10 years when I did it.  There were moments when bad things happened to me and I had wanted to cry but I couldn't do it... not even one tear came out of my eyes ...until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was the apogee of the NPS conference I have attended last week. It was an unforgettable experience. It was the moment when I opened my mind to gain new perspectives, I managed to put order in my thoughts and, from all the random ideas flying in my head I defined my purpose in life:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/870593_58527003-785768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 86px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/870593_58527003-785166.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r what happens, I will keep on growing and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;developing the people around me in the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this conference, I also brought my personal contribution, leaving my fingerprint on the new vision AIESEC Romania has for the next 3 years. I'm graceful I had the opportunity to be part of the consolidation group that had centralized and had compiled the ideas coming from hundreds of people, shaping a vision that defines the organization and its members in the next three years. Challenging, but awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;But the most intense moment of all this conference was a session delivered by &lt;a href="http://www.i-interact.ro/departamente/interact-development/consultanti-interact-development/stefan-palarie/"&gt;Stefan Palarie&lt;/a&gt;, alumnus of AIESEC in Romania, named "Me, Myself and I". A lot of a-ha moments, a lot of intense feelings and undefined emotions exploded in me during this session and I found myself immersed into an unexplainable tension. Altough I was even joking at the end of the session, when I got into the room, start reflecting on what had just happened and my sight met Tamas's one, we both found ourselves crying without apparently any reason&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It was not my normal way to behave. So we went downstairs to ask for clarifications about what had happned that made us feel like this. Then we found out it's the passion, the commitment and the responsibility we feel for us and for the others that gives us a strong desire to bring our contribution for making the things better, that gives us the urge for constantly improving and developing the world around us and the people we care about. It's this urge we have in us that mix a lot of feelings and emotions and drives us towards the desired state and which shouts and claims its rights inside us and that's why we could connect and fully live the intensity of the moment and even crying.&lt;br /&gt;Alltogether, I can say it was a really awesome experience, probably the best conference I've attended and I am grateful again for all the experiences I've lived during it and the people I've met there and moments that challenged my worldview, even if they're not mentioned here.&lt;br /&gt;As I said at the end of the conference, fuck the pictures, there are the memories that matters...and hell, yeah! what some memories I've got :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Maintenant, je prends mon dernier rêve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed style="font-family: arial;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#3333CC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=0vMHZuV3bz9icm5SZlJnZuM3cvd2cu9mY/Calogero%2520-%2520Face%2520A%2520La%2520Mer%2520.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#3333CC;border:#FBFBFB;button:#3399FF;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-8125570516993170277?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/8125570516993170277/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=8125570516993170277" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8125570516993170277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8125570516993170277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cried-yesterday.html" title="I cried yesterday..." /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcMQ3c8eip7ImA9WxRVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-2697388787712416226</id><published>2008-11-13T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:28:02.972+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-13T22:28:02.972+02:00</app:edited><title>Question</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/baby_thinking-737195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 133px;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/baby_thinking-737091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are YOU thinking about right now?&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/6447988531497181969-2697388787712416226?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/2697388787712416226/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=2697388787712416226" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2697388787712416226?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/2697388787712416226?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/11/question.html" title="Question" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ERnY7cSp7ImA9WxRWGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-8605693648281334565</id><published>2008-10-21T14:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:03:27.809+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-05T21:03:27.809+02:00</app:edited><title>Clarifications :)</title><content type="html">...answering to many people asking me "Why don't I post on the blog anymore?" I can say there were two reasons for that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I agree with most of the ideas and opinions expressed in this post and its comments:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://marius.myaiesec.net/2008/08/de-ce-nu-mai-scrie-lumea-in-bloguri.html"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://marius.myaiesec.net/2008/08/de-ce-nu-mai-scrie-lumea-in-bloguri.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://marius.myaiesec.net/2008/08/de-ce-nu-mai-scrie-lumea-in-bloguri.html"&gt;http://marius.myaiesec.net/2008/08/de-ce-nu-mai-scrie-lumea-in-bloguri.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as a summary, I only want to post when I have something RELEVANT to say/share/transmit and in the last few months I didn't feel like posting :) )&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the second main reason are some technical difficulties I have with the hosting via myaiesec.net redirection which doesn't allow me to fully control the content I want to have on the blog. So I'm preparing to move my Playground on a new Wordpress blog, which for the moment is only a draft and not ready to be officially launched :P - if you're really impatient and curious about it you can try finding it on your own :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It was a nice surprise to see that despite of my absence on the blogosphere, gossips are still travelling and to discover my name on &lt;a href="http://keolla.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-still-gorgeous.html" target="_blank"&gt;another blog&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks, &lt;a href="http://keolla.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ilinca&lt;/a&gt;, I'll do my best ;)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause yes, I have a feeling that from now on I will start posting more often :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. or ExtraClarifications&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this post was supposed to appear on the blog somewhere around the beginning of the last months...but due to the technical issues this couldn't be possible;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meanwhile, I have re-gained control over the content of this blog so I will have to think twice about moving the Playground on Wordpress - sorry for the ones waiting for that, starting with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leader&lt;/span&gt; of this "support group", &lt;a href="http://9tate.wordpress.com/"&gt;Anca&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-8605693648281334565?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/8605693648281334565/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=8605693648281334565" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8605693648281334565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/8605693648281334565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/10/clarifications.html" title="Clarifications :)" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIEQ3g6fyp7ImA9WxdbF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-1418291191928744169</id><published>2008-08-14T14:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:31:42.617+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-14T14:31:42.617+03:00</app:edited><title>Tune of the day</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxvpctgU_s8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxvpctgU_s8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-1418291191928744169?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/1418291191928744169/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=1418291191928744169" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/1418291191928744169?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/1418291191928744169?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/08/tune-of-day.html" title="Tune of the day" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEDQXw4fyp7ImA9WxZaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-20265568775537637</id><published>2008-04-07T22:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:54:30.237+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-26T12:54:30.237+03:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/DSC01429-796772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/DSC01429-795759.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bit upset because I cannot find a suitable  software for the camera and I have a lot of wonderful picture from Prague.&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry I'll be back as soon as possible uploading some pictures and also more impressions about Czech Republic and Prague.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, here's a random one from the Czech MC Office.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you'll notice the tower in the shadow :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-20265568775537637?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/20265568775537637/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=20265568775537637" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/20265568775537637?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/20265568775537637?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-little-bit-upset-because-i.html" title="" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AGQnc-cSp7ImA9WxZVFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-9074164650637245548</id><published>2008-03-24T01:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:35:23.959+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-25T01:35:23.959+02:00</app:edited><title>You'll Never Walk Alone</title><content type="html">There are things that just gives me shivers on my spine. One of them it's the Liverpool or Celtic fans (or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6EtkQCyI9I" target="blank"&gt;both&lt;/a&gt; of them) singing YNWA anthem.&lt;br /&gt;With special dedications for some special persons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvzNcYNWRh0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvzNcYNWRh0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-9074164650637245548?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/9074164650637245548/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=9074164650637245548" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/9074164650637245548?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/9074164650637245548?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/03/youll-never-walk-alone.html" title="You'll Never Walk Alone" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEMSXYyfip7ImA9WxZWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447988531497181969.post-4702345551789333003</id><published>2008-03-18T10:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T12:38:08.896+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-18T12:38:08.896+02:00</app:edited><title>Future Insight  XP</title><content type="html">I have just realized that my CV hasn't been updated from summer 2006, and that's exactly before joining &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.org" target="blank"&gt;AIESEC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/S7000050-772860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://dorin.myaiesec.net/uploaded_images/S7000050-772054.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For 1 year and a half AIESEC has covered my needs of gaining practical experience, otherwise covered by a part-time job; that's why I didn't need a CV...until now. Seeking through Insight for a summer internship I discovered few interesting ones; and started to do self-matching&lt;br /&gt;...so here I am now starting to write my CV based mostly on my AIESEC XP; I do have few things to write :P and than choose the proper things that might "sell" me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I guess an EP Form it's the next logical step that should come soon ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6447988531497181969-4702345551789333003?l=dorinbernat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/feeds/4702345551789333003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447988531497181969&amp;postID=4702345551789333003" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/4702345551789333003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447988531497181969/posts/default/4702345551789333003?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dorinbernat.blogspot.com/2008/03/future-insight-xp.html" title="Future Insight  XP" /><author><name>Dorin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760681888082648814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LAO98rKuZPI/R4SNJmoQ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_mZomcNa0n0/S220/S7000144.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>

