<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:36:32.315-08:00</updated><category term='filosofie'/><category term='lectura'/><category term='Filme (recomandari)'/><title type='text'>Glasul Pamantului - Glasul Iubirii</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-3751182938532534183</id><published>2011-12-14T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:14:54.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CEL.ro mai prietenos magazin online de IT&amp;C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cel.ro/"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tzFwv_50II/TukPYDeevrI/AAAAAAAAALs/3DOKNi0vjFQ/s200/cel.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686092910456389298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;L-am descoperit cu ceva timp in urma(de vreo 3 ani). Nu stiam nimic despre calitatea produselor dar m-am riscat datorita celui mai mic pret de pe piata. A devenit magazinul meu online preferat de IT&amp;amp;C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce ador la ei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1 Poti sa faci comanda oricum: Online,telefonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2 Cand ai o intrebare despre un produs trebuie sa ma crezi pe cuvant ca vei primi raspunsul "in no time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3 Un site foarte bine pus la punct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4 Oameni cu care poti comunica excelent( ii felicit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;5 Modalitate variata de plata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;6 Viteza cu care sunt prelucrate comenzile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nu ma credeti? &lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa va spun despre ultima comanda&lt;/span&gt;, pe care am facut-o in timpul noptii - pe site, in urma cu aproximativ o saptamana. Dimineata am fost sunat de o doamna/domnisoara ca sa confirm comanda , sa imi spuna ca produsele sunt pe stoc si ca pot sa ma duc sa le ridic, asta pentru ca optasem eu sa le ridic de la sediu- eram in zona. (Intr-o comanda anterioara cand am optat pentru livrarea la domiciliu m-am simtit ca si cum as fi comandat pizza- asa de repede au sosit)&lt;br /&gt;M-am dus,am platit,am primit cele comandate- bineinteles cu proba si am plecat fericit pentru ca am cumparat din nou de la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cel.ro/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;CEL.ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-3751182938532534183?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/3751182938532534183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2011/12/celro-mai-prietenos-magazin-online-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/3751182938532534183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/3751182938532534183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2011/12/celro-mai-prietenos-magazin-online-de.html' title='CEL.ro mai prietenos magazin online de IT&amp;C'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tzFwv_50II/TukPYDeevrI/AAAAAAAAALs/3DOKNi0vjFQ/s72-c/cel.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-6063948319965835563</id><published>2010-06-15T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:13:09.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ora de dragoste</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Viata mea e ca un ceas. 45 de minute de dragoste si 15 minute sfertul academic in care imi pot permite sa intarzii/sa urasc/sa distrug/sa cladesc/sa fac orice altceva. dar cate-odata dragostea e atat de buna incat eu vin de la fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-6063948319965835563?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6063948319965835563/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ora-de-dragoste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/6063948319965835563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/6063948319965835563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2010/06/ora-de-dragoste.html' title='ora de dragoste'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-8069116707147094730</id><published>2010-05-07T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:44:42.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurnalismul</title><content type='html'>Tocmai ce "rasfoiam" virtual revista(nu ii spun numele real,ci fac doar o referire simpla)aia cu sanatatea barbatilor. Toate bune si frumoase, gagici misto, haine misto(scumpe evident), tipi misto(nu sunt gay dar stiu sa apreciez), sandwichuri misto(atat de misto de zici ca sunt create pe calculator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am descoperit revista asta acum 2 ani. M-am indragostit din prima de ea, de cum i-am vazut coperta. Dar cum dragostea nu dureaza decat 1 minut, pana am citit primul articol, am regretat ca am dat banii pe ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce va zic acum de ea? Pt ca tocmai am citit un articol din numarul de luna aceasta&lt;br /&gt;si .........ma plang si eu ,poate imi da cineva dreptate&lt;br /&gt;"Dar daca stii despre ce e vorba in toata povestea asta, poti preveni majoritatea acestor afectiuni. incepe acum, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;omule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Am asamblat pentru tine noua scenarii posibile, care te vor pune pe ginduri"&lt;br /&gt;Draga omule reporter(pe pagina nu gasesc numele lui), nu esti frate cu mama si cel mai probabil nu suntem din acelas cartier ca sa ma iei pe mine cu omule. GIE!&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, el mananca paine din banii mei si ma ia pe mine cu omule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurnalism amatorial, damn!&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa apuc sa mai scriu in urmatorul post despre putinele scrieri/reportaje/articole care chiar imi povoaca orgasm retinian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-8069116707147094730?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8069116707147094730/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2010/05/jurnalismul.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/8069116707147094730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/8069116707147094730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2010/05/jurnalismul.html' title='Jurnalismul'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-2637551665453078091</id><published>2009-08-23T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:39:04.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teneşii de Drăgăşani</title><content type='html'>articolul original il gasiti la : &lt;a href="http://blogsport.gsp.ro/oprisan/2009/08/22/moartea-domnilor-finca/"&gt;http://blogsport.gsp.ro/oprisan/2009/08/22/moartea-domnilor-finca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cu ei, cu “teneşii de Drăgăşani” ne-am născut, cu ei am crescut. Cu ei am învăţat să batem mingea, cu ei am debutat la “Frunza”. Cu ei am spart bariera la “Ţară, ţară, vrem ostaşi!”, cu ei am dansat pe Michael.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auzeam zornăit de chei. Mă uitam la ceas şi ştiam. “E tata!” Deschidea uşa, trageam aer în piept şi, pîna sa lase servieta pe podea, lansam arhicunoscutul: ” Ce mi-ai adus bun?” Din trei în trei luni, spuneam, în gînd: “Dă Doamne să fie, dă Doamne să fie…!”, apoi, aşteptam. Şi, daaaaa, Cel de Sus îmi asculta ruga!!! Începea sa miroasă a cauciuc, apoi albastrul apărea la iveală! În acel moment, simţeam că pot zbura, îmi era frică să nu-mi sară inima din piept!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Să moară Bibi, ce tare e!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ştiam ce urma. Erai “regele” blocului pentru o zi. Toţi ochii te urmăreau, aşa cum şi tu făcusesi de fiecare data cînd strigasesi: “Stop, te-ai înnoit!” Nu era nimic schimbat, acelaşi design, aceleaşi şireturi. Practic, toţi o apă şi un pămînt. Dar dacă îi asortai cu o pereche de jambiere cu elastic pe sub talpă şi aveai scris, pe spate, cu pixul, pe un tricou alb, “7″, lumea era a ta. Asta, la fotbal. La “Frunza”, puneai, cu ei, cele mai şmechere frîne din parcare. La “Ţară, ţară, vrem ostaşi!”, demarai mai ceva ca Ben Johnson. La “Săgeţica” le-o luai cu mult înaintea celorlalţi din echipă. Erau bucuria acelor vremuri. Era timpul pentru: “Să moară Bibi, ce tare e!”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concurenţa marilor firme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum cîteva zile, domnii FINCA au decedat. De ceva vreme nu le mai mergea bine. Nimeni nu mai investea în ei, nimeni nu dorea să-i readucă în picioarele noastre. Apăruseră “Cocoşul Sportiv”, jaguarul ăla negru, crosa sau virgula ori urmaşii-urmaşilor creaţi de nenea Adiţă Dassler. Cei de prin partea locului au încercat să-i resusciteze. Degeaba. Profitul devenea din ce în ce mai mic, iar din sutele de mîini ce trebăluiau să le de-a viaţă cu ani în urmă, în 2007 mai rămăseseră doar şase! Grabnic au zis sa scoată la mezat locul. “Aici se va construi un parc comercial!”, a venit soluţia. Au chemat un executor, l-au plătit să “ucidă” cu sînge rece, şi fabrica de la Drâgâşani, probabil producătoarea celor mai faimoşi teneşi-gumari din istoria omenirii, nu mai există. În 1970, cînd “Carlsberg” a cumpărat “Tuborg”, a descoperit ruinele unei fabrici construite, pe la 1880, de fondatorul Carl Frederik Tietgen. “O radem şi facem ceva frumos aici!” şi-au frecat, bucuroşi, mîinile constructorii. “Nu mişcaţi nimic, se conservă totul! Asta e istorie, cu ea rămînem!”, au spus noi proprietari.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Întîmplator sau nu, domnii FINCA au murit chiar în ziua în care s-a stins Florin Bogardo. Ştiu, e forţată alăturarea, dar o mare parte din copilăria noastră a plecat odată cu ei!&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-2637551665453078091?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2637551665453078091/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenesii-de-dragasani.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/2637551665453078091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/2637551665453078091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenesii-de-dragasani.html' title='teneşii de Drăgăşani'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-5101131809037494253</id><published>2009-05-10T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:15:39.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme (recomandari)'/><title type='text'>Trainspotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;sau :&lt;/span&gt; Din viata scapa cine poate(1996)&lt;span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                              John Hodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SgfdKiP9TaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_u45ndHKaBU/s1600-h/fp0275%7ETrainspotting-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SgfdKiP9TaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_u45ndHKaBU/s320/fp0275%7ETrainspotting-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334475456705809826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;brats you spawned to replace yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Choose your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Choose life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;De unde a inceput totul?de l&lt;/span&gt;a Irvine Welsh. A fost primul lui roman,cel cu titlul omonim desigur,apoi a fost pus in scena(s-a jucat si in teatre din Romania) , urmand abia apoi filmul.&lt;br /&gt;As putea acum sa incep sa spun cate ceva  din subiectul filmului cum fac majoritatea celor care prezinta un film. Ei bine,  &lt;span&gt;este considerat cel mai bun film britanic ai ultimilor 10 ani.asta spune tot despre trainspotting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SgfcdCgukhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MPQ66qLlq-A/s1600-h/Trainspotting_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SgfcdCgukhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MPQ66qLlq-A/s320/Trainspotting_movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474675092099602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a starter home. Choose dental insurance, leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose your future. But why would anyone want to do a thing like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Trinspotting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : ca orice film bun,se incearca o continuare. Prea putine filme "2"am vazut cel putin la fel de bune ca prima parte. In ceea ce priveste acest film,mai avem de asteptat pana in 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-5101131809037494253?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/5101131809037494253/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/05/trainspotting.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/5101131809037494253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/5101131809037494253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/05/trainspotting.html' title='Trainspotting'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SgfdKiP9TaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_u45ndHKaBU/s72-c/fp0275%7ETrainspotting-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-5293278668743500426</id><published>2009-05-05T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:41:47.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><title type='text'>versat</title><content type='html'>Am inceput de ieri sa cad,cate-un pic,acum am stat.Dar greul iar se-aduna peste al meu stat.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt om ca voi,&lt;br /&gt;Sunt om ca toti,&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu stii ca poti&lt;br /&gt;Sa stii ca e mai bine-n doi.&lt;br /&gt;I walk this lonley road....bla bla bla...stiti voi........ . Fiecare avem un cod,care se poate pierde la un mic seism(al meu inca a supravietuit).&lt;br /&gt;"Hai vino iar,in gara noastra mica"...si acolo am ajuns.Trenul spre Bucuresti are intarziere 30 de minute.&lt;br /&gt;O voce supla se aude  in spatele meu. Era plina de o bucurie de moment, invelita de o tristete care era datorata unei  mari iubiri.&lt;br /&gt;-"Mihai !",si m-am intors  cu inima tresaranda. Simteam atat de mult nevoia sa mi se dovedeasca faptul ca sunt iubit(vezi cap:Eu sunt iubit.p.s.: nu exista!)&lt;br /&gt;-"Mihai! Tu sa nu ma-nseli pe acolo. Stiu ca sunt multe alte fete acolo mult mai frumoase  si destepte ca mine,sau alte  chestii "&lt;br /&gt;I-am raspuns cu o siguranta in glas:"Da,asa e,dar linisteste-te,nu o sa o fac "&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu m-a auzit:( era atenta la balbaitul sau mai mult tacerea baiatului in a carui poala se asezase. El era Mihai! El era El.Un singur el.Picioarele ei stranse in jurul lui dovedeau ca nu i s-a oferit pana acum.Poate de frica viitorului,poate de frica alor ei,poate de frica durerii.Durerea provocata de toate cele ce vor urma.&lt;br /&gt;Cert e ca era ceva ce pe el il lasa indecis,iar pe mine ,tot cu tanjirea mea dupa iubire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-5293278668743500426?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/5293278668743500426/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/05/versat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/5293278668743500426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/5293278668743500426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/05/versat.html' title='versat'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-1751937045453501415</id><published>2009-04-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:53:29.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofie'/><title type='text'>Traieste!</title><content type='html'>Traieste cu impresia ca tu esti centrul vietii tale! Eu asa am facut. Am vazut totul prin ochii mei, dar si prin sufletul altora.&lt;br /&gt;  Se zice ca atunci cand vezi pentru prima oara o persoana, prima milisecunda ai trairea intregii perioade pe care o vei petrece cu ea.&lt;br /&gt;   Lucrul acesta te face sa te scuturi un pic si sa asculti doar vocea momentului.&lt;br /&gt;   Daca e sa imi asculti sfatul, ei bine, sfatul meu e  ca cel mai important e sa aculti vocea ta. De ce sa fie asa? Ei bine, ca sa dictezi TU  tonul trairii. Da! e riscant, dar daca nu risti, nu poti sa mergi linistit sa dormi in faldurile albe, ascunse in mijlocul a 4 frumos lustruite scanduri.&lt;br /&gt;   Fii tu vocea care dicteaza, fii vocea care conteaza. Priveste in ochi pe cel din fata ta si realizeaza ca fara ceilalti ai fi cel mai puternic om de pe pamant. Dar oare ai mai fi om? Esti doar tu, esti, sau cel putin ar trebui sa fii in fiecare secunda mai puternic decat tine, pentru tine, tu esti centrul vietii tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-1751937045453501415?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1751937045453501415/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/04/traieste.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/1751937045453501415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/1751937045453501415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/04/traieste.html' title='Traieste!'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450878473788537407.post-1781105655197781244</id><published>2009-04-25T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:53:53.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><title type='text'>vine 1 mai si...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Am realizat ca marea e adevarata generatoare de energii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p class="style10" align="center"&gt;IUBIREA-I APA!!! &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="style10" align="center"&gt;Iubirea este apa; Nu  poti trai fara ea; si pre multa te omoara;&lt;br /&gt;          Te ia prin surprindere;  Cand cade din cer; Si cand se evapora;&lt;br /&gt;          E  dulce, dar nu are gust; Si n-are nici miros;  Da nastere la curcubee chiar daca-i incolora;&lt;br /&gt;      Asa este iubirea; Cum e  si apa; Pe val te ridica, in adancuri te coboara;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mihai Dragos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450878473788537407-1781105655197781244?l=contemporaneitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1781105655197781244/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/04/vine-1-mai-si.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/1781105655197781244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450878473788537407/posts/default/1781105655197781244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contemporaneitate.blogspot.com/2009/04/vine-1-mai-si.html' title='vine 1 mai si...'/><author><name>Mihai Dragos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03976697899096597548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhF9_uW_SzE/SYX8UOVadLI/AAAAAAAAADw/6RtQc6ZXySY/S220/rock.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
