<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-1388113435371347708</id><updated>2024-11-08T17:04:18.140+02:00</updated><category term="Cretinitati"/><category term="De dor si inima albastra"/><category term="Generalitati din viata de zi cu zi"/><category term="Hevenimente Culturale"/><category term="Love si iar fumei"/><category term="Pocnetul inspiratiei"/><category term="Preteni"/><category term="Istoria plictiselii"/><category term="Pa mesangereanu"/><category term="Best Songs"/><category term="D.E.X"/><category term="Deampulismul zilei &quot;no 1 fact&quot; mancaţaş"/><category term="Fumei"/><category term="Idioteniile de la miez de noapte"/><category term="Nigeria"/><category term="Poeme"/><category term="Scam"/><category term="furt"/><category term="inselatorie"/><category term="net inselatorii pe net furturi pe internet"/><title type='text'>Storm BulleTs</title><subtitle type='html'>Come join to the darkside..we have to deal with our deamons</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-6737040086099839743</id><published>2018-12-06T00:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2018-12-06T00:10:50.496+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="De dor si inima albastra"/><title type='text'>Decembrie</title><content type='html'>E atat de frig, imi ingheata si ultima bucata de inima din mine. Imi lipsesti desi sunt orgolios si nu o recunosc. Te-am pierdut..irevocabil. Numar zilele in beri si depresie. Cacat se intampla. Motivatia mea s-a dus pe pula. Grav. Pozele zambind si mistourile de fata cu altii sunt masca mea. Oricum nimanui nu ii pasa de ceea ce e in mintea si inima mea asa ca prefer ca toti cei din jur sa vada altceva.&lt;br /&gt;
Nu mai am asteptari. Vreau doar sa scap de toate iar la final sa nu mai fiu nici macar eu.&lt;br /&gt;
Mi-ai spus ca nu ma cunosti... nu ma recunosti. Nici eu...e latura mea inchisa adanc acum cativa ani. A revenit. Nu vreau sa o mai ilidez. Nu mai am de ce si pentru cine.... tu esti singura ce poate ceva. Dar nu ai de unde sa stii... nu vei citi asta.&lt;br /&gt;
Va fi prea tarziu pentru toate cand voi pune stop la acest joc tampit spus viata. Am obosit. Nu mai vreau sa vorbesc cu nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;
Cat mi-a mai ramas...am doar amintiri facute scrum si inima faramata. E gata...e tarziu...sunt beat din nou.... dar stiu ce scriu....si stiu cat doare...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/6737040086099839743/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2018/12/decembrie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6737040086099839743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6737040086099839743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2018/12/decembrie.html' title='Decembrie'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-1088352792733546373</id><published>2018-11-18T20:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2018-11-18T20:34:41.343+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pocnetul inspiratiei"/><title type='text'>Cred ca era si timpul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Nu simțeam nevoia să revin aici. Speram să inchid totul acum 3 ani. Uite-mă din nou. Aceleași stări depresive. Aceeași demoni numai că mai puternici. Rezumat scurt pentru cei ce au pierdut firul evenimentelor:&lt;br /&gt;
-2015 Am cunoscut persoana la care am ținut cel mai mult&amp;nbsp; ** 2018 a plecat definitiv** &lt;br /&gt;
-2017 Am absolvit Masteratul în informatică&lt;br /&gt;
-prezent... Inginerie Geologică. Anul de studiu II. A.I. Cuza. Iași&lt;br /&gt;
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Am aruncat un ochi pe fugă prin blog. Tot la fel de ravașit ca și mine.. plin de erori de scriere și altce cele. Nu vreau sa schimb prea multe la el. Ce puțin nu astăzi. Mâine am parțial. 0 chef aproape 0 învățat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mă simt ras de la temelie. Nu prea sunt pe picioarele mele.. încerc eu ceva dar pauză. Chiar nu îmi doream sa îmi fut viața din nou. Mai ales când credeam ca toate sunt aproape rezolvate..presimt că mă vor izbi mult mai multe iar alcoolul nu e o suluție prea viabilă. Am cam dat cu pula în baltă cam aproape în toate chestiile importante.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Vreau doar să oprească cineva planeta și sa cobor...Ai de pula mea am uitat că doar eu pot sa o fac... cred. Cu mult ajutor sau trebuie ca doar cineva să îmi intoarcă din nou lumea pe dos ca să fie bine din nou. Principiul hazardului.&lt;br /&gt;
Voi rezolva eu cumva toata nebunia asta..sper...dacă nu pula mea macar am încercat...&lt;br /&gt;
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Va urma... când .. nu știu.&amp;nbsp; Nu am nicio stare să pot scrie....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/1088352792733546373/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2018/11/cred-ca-era-si-timpul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1088352792733546373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1088352792733546373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2018/11/cred-ca-era-si-timpul.html' title='Cred ca era si timpul'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWzGXETv4sm8s0Mxpt6Gf5Li_1aJywgwk6mQzL3JrTzoTEiMBav7oYVjN2tCNU7tPqdWrzUJzWtYnZw1SKK9BiJ6-9m4SnYYndTvrQ36XtCvCeMyp7H_Xqp87OZWOP-t086M_XdZgNSekC/s72-c/2-depresive-major.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-8648309307729795680</id><published>2015-10-08T02:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2016-08-15T02:04:47.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Am iubit si am sfarsit prost. Sunt un prost... niciodata nimeni nu ma va iubi....o sa imi iau suturi de la fiecare....nu se va gasi femeia care sa fie trup si suflet pentru mine. Toate ma vor rani si vor fi rele....ca si tine. Merci</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/8648309307729795680/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2015/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/8648309307729795680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/8648309307729795680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2015/10/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-2502493895966157870</id><published>2014-08-25T21:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2014-08-25T21:21:28.357+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trece timpul</title><content type='html'>Trece timpul tot mai repede iar pe zi ce trece realizez ca avem cea mai frumoasa relatie. Te iubesc nespus de mult si ma bucur ca esti in viata mea. Ai aparut cand credeam ca totul este ok si ca am tot ce imi doresc, dar mi-ai dovedit ca nu este asa. Mi-ai aratat ca imi lipseste dragostea si fericirea, pe care mi le-ai oferit. Ai impartit cu mine si clipe bune si clipe rele, mici certuri dar am stiut sa trecem impreuna peste.&lt;br /&gt;
Iti multumesc pentru ca m-ai invatat ce este dragostea si pentru ca ma inveti in continuare sa fiu fericit. Te am pe tine si imi este suficient.&lt;br /&gt;
Impreuna avem lumea la picioare, anii nostrii de tinerete si dragostea eterna ce ne-o purtam, asa ca de 6 luni am pornit impreuna prin calatoria vietii noastre.&lt;br /&gt;
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Te Iubesc enorm Georgiana&lt;3 p=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/3&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/2502493895966157870/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2014/08/trece-timpul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/2502493895966157870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/2502493895966157870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2014/08/trece-timpul.html' title='Trece timpul'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-943005165972981464</id><published>2014-01-31T22:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2014-03-18T22:36:43.939+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you i won&#39;t do what you tell me!</title><content type='html'>Ei bine uite asa am renuntat la job si sunt liber, i don&#39;t give a fuck. Nu mai sunt sclav pe plantatie. Nu mai am asteptari de la nimeni, mai ales de la oameni, Nici macar de la tine. Asta este m-am saturat sa astept. Game over.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/943005165972981464/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2014/01/fuck-you-i-wont-do-what-you-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/943005165972981464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/943005165972981464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2014/01/fuck-you-i-wont-do-what-you-tell-me.html' title='Fuck you i won&#39;t do what you tell me!'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-2196890377629953164</id><published>2013-12-11T22:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2013-12-11T22:18:10.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima Ninsoare</title><content type='html'>Am iesit din firma fara casti pe urechi. Era seara si ningea. Am ramas socat pentru cateva momente deoarece toata ziua o petrecusem la birou si nu stiam ce e dincolo de usa. A fost prima zi cand am venit spre casa fara muzica. Nu pentru ca nu aveam baterie, ci pentru simplul motiv ca nu stiam ce voiam.&lt;br /&gt;
E foarte frig afara sau cel putin asa mi se pare mie. Cred ca sunt putin racit. Gandul meu zboara de parte. Evident la tine, pentru ca stiu ca si la tine e vreme mohorata, ploua sau ninge. Nu am idee. &lt;br /&gt;
Ma deprima gandul ca vine Craciunul. Din nou aceasi monotonie si singuratate. Nimic nou. Parca de cand am crescut nu mai are atata farmec sarbatoarea in sine.&lt;br /&gt;
Ajung acasa mai mult congelat decat viu. Dupa o scurta pauza redeschid laptopul si ma apuc de lucru. Ceva e special in seara asta totusi. Ma gandesc sa ma mut langa geam si sa vad cum ninge, sa imi iau o patura pe mine, sa fac un ceai, imi pornesc playerul cu Pink Floyd si tin pisica in brate. Ma apuc de lucru. Gandul imi zboara tot la tine, vreau sa stiu ca esti bine. Imi lipsesti, desi am programul incarcat tot ma gandesc la tine. Ma uit si acum pe geam cum ninge. &lt;br /&gt;
Acum ascult Pink Floyd-Echoes, si imi beau ceaiul. Ma opresc din lucru si privesc pe geam in gol. Timpul trece asa de repede, nici nu stiu cum dar mai repede trece cand sunt cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ai fost alaturi de mine mereu fizic, spiritual si cu cum vrei sa ii mai spui. Ce pot zice?! Acum gandurile au fugit din cap. Cred ca o sa dau un update maine la ce am scris ca am pierdut ideeile. Asta sunt eu. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ei bine cred ca am stat aproximativ jumatate de ora prin acea zona, si daca am vazut 20 de oameni zambind e mult. Intrebarea mea e&quot;de ce asa putini?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Sa fim noi asa chinuiti de soarta? Personal nu cred. Toti vrem o schimbare in bine dar cum? Despre ce sa fie vorba? Cred ca am o vaga idee, si aceea este munca. Daca nu muncim degeaba vrem mai bine sa ne fie. &lt;br /&gt;
Sper ca data viitoare cand ies in oras lumea sa fie mai vesela. Eu ma impac cu propiul gand ca o cana de ceai pe frigul asta ma bine dispune alaturi de Pink Floyd si The Doors. Lumea ar trebui sa dea curs micilor lucruri din viata, astfel vor fi mai fericiti. &lt;br /&gt;
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În seara aceasta, femeia ocupă subiectul central în articol, deoarece ţin să il contrazic pe domnul N. care a spus că există 4 stereotipuri de femei care se pot combina între ele din punct de vedere al moravurilor şi al caracterului rezultând diferite &quot;specii mârşave&quot; de femeie folosind formula matematică a Combinărilor de &quot;n&quot; luate cate &quot;k&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Km1JCJvNh32l-MSSrhoWmzZjZ2z18HT1yHZOlZr5HTQwPxaS44JMYr_73HrdYCu9BuG9cvLwVPx_aOgLThoOHH4ADYz9WQqV1DGZuN7JjK1QJi9SXQ-lC28nXR8tfeKnTAbncm3OimJl/s1600/fsgsdgsdag.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; &gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Km1JCJvNh32l-MSSrhoWmzZjZ2z18HT1yHZOlZr5HTQwPxaS44JMYr_73HrdYCu9BuG9cvLwVPx_aOgLThoOHH4ADYz9WQqV1DGZuN7JjK1QJi9SXQ-lC28nXR8tfeKnTAbncm3OimJl/s200/fsgsdgsdag.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vor iesi o sumedenie de stereotipuri. &lt;br /&gt;
Lăsând gluma la o parte, nu sunt de acord cu spusele lui deoarece eu personal nu cred ca toate femeile sunt la fel. Am întâlnit si eu persoane care m-au dezamăgit, dar nu pot să bag in oală pe toată lumea pentru simplul fapt că respectiva s-a purtat urât cu mine.&lt;br /&gt;
Se întamplă odată,de două ori de zece, dar în momentul în care ajungi ca istoria de genul acesta sa iţi controleze viaţa si să se repete ca o buclă ciclică, atunci sigur tu ai o problemă. Intr-o perioadă din viaţă susţineam şi eu toată tâmpenia asta, dar dupa ce am luat câteva măsuri şi am învăţat să fiu mai selectiv mi-a fost mult mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;
Deşi mai am momente în care cataloghez diferite femei ca fiind de moravuri uşoare, nicio femeie nu merită sa i se spună astfel de lucruri, nu trebuie strigate cu apelative odioase precum &quot;fă&quot; sau mai ştiu eu ce. &lt;br /&gt;
Mereu spunem de ele ca sunt cum sunt, dar oare ne-am uitat la noi să vedem cum suntem la diferite vârste? Deobicei aruncam reproşuri în perioada &quot;crizei masculine&quot;. Nu mai fă o femeie curvă, adu-ţi aminte atunci când erai tânăr şi lipseai de acasă noaptea iar ea te astepta. Te credea doar din iubire. Nu mai arunca reprosuri, priveste in oglindă la burta ce atarnă, chelia ce luceste in lumina becului, mutra inexpresivă şi morocanoasă. Cu toate acestea ea încă te iubeşte iar tu o jigneşti. Fă ceva şi fii un bărbat adevarat, şi anume arată-i respectul cuvenit indiferent de circumstante.&lt;br /&gt;
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Concluzia vă las sa o formulaţi voi în comentarii:&lt;br /&gt;
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Si eu sunt misogin dar pana la un punct. In urma celor spuse asta clasificare am dedus eu din acele invataturi.&lt;br /&gt;
Tin sa mentionez ca nu e propria parere.&lt;br /&gt;
1.Femeia instinctuala . Este femeia care se naste , se reproduce si moare . Acest gen de femeie nu are in cap decat sa se marite cu oricine si oricum ca sa se reproduca si are capacitatea sa indure orice fel de viata numai ca sa ajunga la casa ei .&lt;br /&gt;
2.Femeia curva . Este femeia care nu umbla decat dupa sex si se specializeaza atat de mult incat la un moment dat suceste mintile la un papagal cu sau fara bani care o va lua si o va pupa in fund tot restul vietii sau pana va gasi alta mai buna ca ea .&lt;br /&gt;
3.Femeia gospodina . Este femeia care respecta valorile familiei , gateste , are grija de casa si copii neexceland in domeniile sexuale sau culturale.&lt;br /&gt;
4.Femeia intelectuala . Este femeia care a invatat foarte mult , are un statut social si o falsa modestie la adresa propriului intelect .&lt;br /&gt;
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Probleme deosebite nu sunt cu aceste patru tipologii de femei . Problemele apar cand aceste tipologii se combina si duc la dezastre cum ar fi :&lt;br /&gt;
- combinatia intre femeia curva si cea intelectuala da nastere unui monstru uman care ofera favoruri sexuale oricui pentru a obtine o functie sau un statut social ridicat .&lt;br /&gt;
- combinatia intre gospodina si instinctuala duce la cea mai proasta femeie care sta sa fie batuta si fuge la masa cand vine barbatu beat acasa .&lt;br /&gt;
- combinatia cea mai enervanta este intre femeia instinctuala si cea intelectuala de unde rezulta o femei mult prea inteligenta ca sa poata face mancare zilnic sau alte activitati gospodaresti in afara de sex ca sa se reproduca , in rest emana prin toti porii cultura generala si atat .&lt;br /&gt;
- combinatia intre femeia curva si gospodina este pe departe cea mai inselatoare ducand la o femeie care te spala , te hraneste si iti face 4 copii care nu sunt ai tai .&lt;br /&gt;
De cazurile in care se combina 3 tipologii deja nu mai vorbim pentru ca se inscriu in categoria greseli ale naturii .&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/7679672079561773359/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/11/tipuri-de-femei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7679672079561773359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7679672079561773359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/11/tipuri-de-femei.html' title='Tipuri de femei '/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-6453325173559416880</id><published>2013-03-23T13:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2014-03-18T22:46:56.301+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento mori</title><content type='html'>Dupa o saptamana incalcita dar super ma aflu la facultate si scriu pe fuga ca sa nu vada proful..Am o stare ciudata pt ca s-au petrecut multe evenimente intr-un timp scurt...am trecut prin toate starile posibile de la agonie la extaz..in fine ideea e ca sunt bine[cel putin eu]. Am acea putere sa ma ridic si sa nu ma mai plang...m-am schimbat si asta ma bucura..Am plecat intreg acolo dar m-am intors fara inima:)) a reusit sa mi-o fure o tipa in fine sa o pastreze nu am nevoie de ea:)).Acum e ora 14 aproape si sunt frant de oboseala...de dimineata am ore si ieei mai am pana la 8..fizic sunt terminat rupt nu stiu ce e cu mine, dar pe interior si psihic sunt fericit si tare...Abia astept vara sa termin cu anul universitar si sa imi indeplinesc toate planurile.Defapt primul pas imi propun sa termin recenzia concertului Sabaton si sa o postez pe blog dar si calatoria de 1000 de km:))..well zilele astea o sa le pun pe toate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/6453325173559416880/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/03/momento-mori.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6453325173559416880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6453325173559416880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/03/momento-mori.html' title='Momento mori'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-5108543357092842581</id><published>2013-03-01T20:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2013-03-03T20:03:31.504+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spins</title><content type='html'>Acum ceva vreme ma plangeam ca totul merge aiurea si nu faceam nimic doar ma plangeam in stanga si dreapta..uite ca acum fac.Viata mea a luat o turnura ciudata in cateva zile.Am devenit mai radical prefer sa calc in picioare decat sa fiu eu calcat.Am facut curatenie pritre jigodiile din viata mea si sunt madru..acum pot sa fiu ca am scapat de ele..urmeaza si altele care inca nu am avut ocazia sa le vad.In fine acum am ocupatie stau si fac ceea ce imi place zi de zi in fata unui calculator.Prefer sa revin la vechiul obicei mai bine a dracului decat prost de bun ^^.Oricum nu imi las prietenii adevarati pentru o fata sau pt altii..Uite ca prefer sa raman prieten cu un om si sa fie prieten adevarat decat cu 1000 si falsi. Multumesc Mada pt ca mi-ai deschis ochii</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/5108543357092842581/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/03/spins.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/5108543357092842581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/5108543357092842581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/03/spins.html' title='Spins'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-2957963555133879850</id><published>2013-01-28T22:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2013-01-28T22:32:18.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar pt programatori</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
Ideea e urmatoarea, tre sa fii de 5 ori mai rupt in gura decat un individ rupt in gura ca sa ai nevoie de somn de frumusete&lt;br /&gt;
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#include &lt; programdesomn &gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#include &lt; somnmath &gt;&lt;br /&gt;
for(individ.odihnit=0;&lt;br /&gt;
individ.odihnit &lt; individ.rupt_in_gura; individ.odihnit++)
{
if (individ.odihnit &gt; 5)&lt;br /&gt;
{&lt;br /&gt;
individ.odihnit = individ.urat&lt;br /&gt;
}&lt;br /&gt;
else&lt;br /&gt;
{&lt;br /&gt;
individ.odihnit = indivit.frumos&lt;br /&gt;
}&lt;br /&gt;
return cout&lt;&lt;(&quot;Mergi la somn mai fraiere&quot;);&lt;br /&gt;
System (&quot;PAUSE&quot;);&lt;br /&gt;
EXIT_SUCCESS;&lt;br /&gt;
}&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Numele:&lt;br /&gt;
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Daca Ana, Maria, Cristina si Andreea se intalnesc la o cafea, ele vor dialoga, spunandu-si Ana, Maria, Cristina si Andreea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Daca Radu, Mihai, George si Marius ies la o bere, vor dialoga spunandu-si (afectuos): “Grasule”, “Prostule”, “Testosule”, “Cap” sau “Mosule”.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Achitarea notei de plata:&lt;br /&gt;
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Cand se primeste nota de plata, Radu, Mihai, George si Marius vor plati fiecare cate 10 lei, chiar daca nota este de 25 lei. Niciunul nu va avea marunt si niciunul nu va recunoaste ca ar dori restul&lt;br /&gt;
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Cand femeile primesc nota, scot imediat calculatorul din geanta.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Banii:&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat va plati 20 lei pentru ceva ce valoreaza doar 10 lei, insa ii este necesar.&lt;br /&gt;
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O femeie va plati 10 lei pentru ceva ce valoreaza 20 lei si nu ii este necesar, dar este la reducere.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Baia si lucrurile personale:&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat are 5 obiecte in baie: o periuta de dinti, pasta de ras, aparatul de ras, un sapun si un prosop luat de la hotel.&lt;br /&gt;
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Numarul mediu aproximativ al obiectelor din baia unei femei este de 337. Un barbat nu este capabil sa identifice majoritatea acestora.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Argumente si discutii:&lt;br /&gt;
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Femeia are intotdeauna ultimul cuvant, in orice fel de conflict.&lt;br /&gt;
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Orice ar avea de spus un barbat dupa aceea, este doar inceputul unei noi discutii.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Pisicile:&lt;br /&gt;
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Femeile iubesc pisicile.&lt;br /&gt;
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Barbatii afirma ca iubesc pisicile, insa le alunga imediat ce femeia nu mai este de fata.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Viitorul:&lt;br /&gt;
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O femeie isi face griji cu privire la viitor pana cand se casatoreste.&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat nu isi face niciodata griji referitoare la viitor, pana cand se casatoreste.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. Succesul:&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat realizat este acela care produce mai mult decat poate cheltui sotia sa.&lt;br /&gt;
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O femeie realizata este aceea care poate gasi un astfel de barbat.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. Mariajul:&lt;br /&gt;
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O femeie se casatoreste cu un barbat, sperand ca acesta sa se schimbe, insa el nu o va face.&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat se casatoreste cu o femeie, sperand ca aceasta sa nu se schimbe, insa ea o va face.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. Vestimentatia ingrijita:&lt;br /&gt;
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O femeie este ingrijita cand merge la cumparaturi, cand uda plantele, arunca gunoiul, raspunde la telefon, citeste o carte sau un mail etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat va fi aranjat cu ocazia unei nunti sau a unei inmormantari.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. Natural:&lt;br /&gt;
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Barbatii se trezesc la fel de atragatori ca atunci cand s-au culcat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Femeile, cumva, se “deterioreaza” in timpul noptii.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. Familia:&lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, copiii… O femeie stie totul despre copiii ei. Stie la ce ora este programarea la dentist, cunoaste relatiile lor sentimentale si anturajul, mancarea preferata, temerile ascunse si sperantele si visele.&lt;br /&gt;
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Un barbat are o vaga idee ca in aceeasi casa exista niste omuleti foarte mici.&lt;br /&gt;
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13. Concluzia:&lt;br /&gt;
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Orice barbat casatorit ar trebui sa isi uite greselile.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nu ar avea sens ca doi oameni sa isi aminteasca mereu acelasi lucru.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/316339076662314528/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/01/13-diferente-dintre-barbati-si-femei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/316339076662314528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/316339076662314528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2013/01/13-diferente-dintre-barbati-si-femei.html' title='13 diferente dintre barbati si femei'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-1098036280348542298</id><published>2012-12-21T14:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2013-01-03T20:33:43.392+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviu de angajare a colindatorilor</title><content type='html'>Citeam presa astazi pe net si am gasit un articol interesant si foarte amuzant asa ca drept urmare l-am postat si eu pe blog chiar aici:&lt;br /&gt;
Sursa este mentionata mai jos&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Crăciunul e la o săptămînă distanţă, dar asta n-a reprezentat niciodată un impediment pentru nişte băieţi întreprinzători. Dovada? Sîmbăta abia trecuse binişor de amiază şi deja fusesem vizitat de trei trupe de colindători, doi urşi şi o capră. Mă rog, capra n-avea costum tradiţional, ci broboadă, şi mă tot bîrîia la cap cu „Hai să vorbim despre curăţenie!“. „Super“, zic, „hai să dai cu aspiratorul în locul meu!“ „Nuuu, despre curăţenia sufletească.“ „Deci nu vrei să dai cu aspiratorul? Biiiiine. Atunci du-te şi plimbă ursul cu care-ai venit în lift!“&lt;br /&gt;
Morala e clară: e nevoie de un test ca lumea pentru colindători, să nu vă mai ajungă la uşa toţi ciudaţii, ci oameni care respectă tradiţiile. Alea 100% româneşti.&lt;br /&gt;
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Numiţi cel puţin un accesoriu obligatoriu pentru un colindător:&lt;br /&gt;
a) blana de urs (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
b) clo­po­ţel/buhai/tobă/caltaboş/şorici (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
c) două găleţi cu ler (100 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cîte strofe are o colindă?&lt;br /&gt;
a) depinde de colindă (0 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
b) depinde de cît am băut înainte (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
c) una singura, ca imnul naţional (100 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
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Tradiţia spune că Moş Crăciun intră în casă pe horn. Cum blocurile actuale nu au hornuri, explicaţi cum ajunge el la destinaţie:&lt;br /&gt;
a) prin magia Crăciunului (24 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
b) prin elemenţii caloriferului (100 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
c) se descarcă singur de pe site-urile de torrenţi (1.000 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
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Dacă Ştefan Hruşcă s-ar bate cu Fuego pentru tronul lumii colindelor, cine ar cîştiga?&lt;br /&gt;
a) Hruşcă, pentru că are lerul mai mare (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
b) Fuego, pentru că Hruşcă nu dă în femei (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
c) întreaga omenire (1.000 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiecare grup de colindători are nevoie de:&lt;br /&gt;
a) un licenţiat în „lin“ (10 puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
b) un doctorand în „ler“ (100 de puncte)&lt;br /&gt;
c) un avocat care să-i apere pe primii doi în procesele intentate de PRO TV pentru că „au difuzat colinde gratis în loc să-i lase pe oameni să le cumpere de pe voyo.ro“ (1.000 de puncte)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Publicat în Cațavencii, nr. 50, 19-25 decembrie 2012</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/1098036280348542298/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/interviu-de-angajare-colindatorilor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1098036280348542298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1098036280348542298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/interviu-de-angajare-colindatorilor.html' title='Interviu de angajare a colindatorilor'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-2557144532443614439</id><published>2012-12-06T21:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-12-06T21:54:27.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum sa te faci de ras in 60 de secunde!</title><content type='html'>Pai am avut si eu de facut pe Mos Nicolae la verisori...de ce poate merge rau nu? Adica pisicii masii sunt soriceii de 3 si 5 ani e chiar asa de greu de prostit?!&lt;br /&gt;
Raspunsul sincer [DA!]&lt;br /&gt;
Pai am luat tot ce trebuia si bag in rucsac si ma duc in vizita la unchi cam pe la 10 dimineata si las rucsacul acolo..Ma intorc acasa si imi vad de ale mele..A venit seara si de parintii au trecut la activitate.A doua zi ma suna matusa si zice&quot;bai astia mici sunt greu de prostit&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Eu chior de somn raspund cu un ton de adormit&quot;Wass??! la care ea continua pai da..sa vezi ce mi-a facut aia mica de 5 ani a gasit astea in ghetute si face la mine..bai nu le-a pus Mos Nicolae le-ai pus tu in ghete dupa ce a adus Georgica ghiozdanul nu ma pacalesti pe mine le-ai cuparat del a Kanfland [aka Kaufland] :)) si nu stiu de ce mai cheltuie si doamna educatoare bani pe ciocolata sa ne lase pe banca si sa zica ca e mosul&quot;:).&lt;br /&gt;
Eu:&quot;sunt 2 variante ori le zici ca nu exista mosul ori schimbam magazinul de la care cumparam:)))&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Bai si mai zici ca nu ii duce capul pe astia mici? :)) deci daca vreti sa va faceti de cacao incercati asta :))) </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/2557144532443614439/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/cum-sa-te-faci-de-ras-in-60-de-secunde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/2557144532443614439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/2557144532443614439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/cum-sa-te-faci-de-ras-in-60-de-secunde.html' title='Cum sa te faci de ras in 60 de secunde!'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-7697265670251758034</id><published>2012-12-05T18:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-12-05T18:06:09.017+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random?!</title><content type='html'>Citeam presa astazi si la sectiunea de cancan in varianta electronica am gasit acest articol [Genial dupa parerea mea]:&lt;br /&gt;
Marilyn Monroe a fost invitata la o petrecere unde era si Albert Einstein. Frumoasa Marilyn era indragostita de marele savant, iar cand l-a observat, aceasta i-a soptit la ureche unuia dintre invitati: “Imagineaza-ti daca eu si Einstein ar fi sa facem un copil, ar fi intruchiparea perfectiunii: frumos ca mine si destept ca el”&lt;br /&gt;
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La cateva minute dupa, Einstein a fost abordat de aceasta persoana, care i-a povestit totul. Savantul nu a fost impresionat si a raspuns sec: “Dar daca ar iesi fix invers, urat ca mine si proasta ca ea...”</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/7697265670251758034/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/random.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7697265670251758034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7697265670251758034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/random.html' title='Random?!'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-1587181224500397975</id><published>2012-12-03T20:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-12-03T20:16:48.275+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon..</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum anunta titlul in curand o sa deschid o noua parte a blogului..este inca un blog intitulat hall of fame..vor fi postate cele mai epice momente din viata de la replici si glume pana la momente inedite...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/1587181224500397975/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1587181224500397975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/1587181224500397975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon..'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-8612802237226696618</id><published>2012-12-01T13:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-12-01T13:35:33.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uneori </title><content type='html'>Uneori trebuie sa admiti ca esti naspa..da acum admit sunt naspa rau de tot! m-am convins inca odata ca nu pot avea nimic bun regret ca am sentimente...chiar nu am nimic bun in mine pentru ca nimeni nu e interesat de cum sunt cu adevarat...nu cred ca mai are rost sa ma las cunoscut de nimeni...oricum sunt 0..chiar ma simt ca ultimul om:(....dar aste e o merit </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/8612802237226696618/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/uneori.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/8612802237226696618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/8612802237226696618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/12/uneori.html' title='Uneori '/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-4795498198560585227</id><published>2012-11-18T22:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-18T22:12:33.221+02:00</updated><title type='text'>‎50 motive pentru a-ti dori sa fi barbat</title><content type='html'>1. putem manca o banana fara ca nimeni din jur sa se gandeasca la porcarii &lt;br /&gt;
2. convorbirile telefonice se sfarsesc in 30 de secunde &lt;br /&gt;
3. ne putem pisha oriunde &lt;br /&gt;
4. nimeni nu se intreaba daca facem sex oral &lt;br /&gt;
5. ideea unui joc video in care masacrezi un catelus ne amuza &lt;br /&gt;
6. cunoastem cel putin 20 de moduri in care putem deschide o bere &lt;br /&gt;
7. in filme doar femeile apar dezbracate &lt;br /&gt;
8. putem sa ne intrecem care se pisha mai departe &lt;br /&gt;
9. lumea nu se opreste din povestitul unui banc scarbos cand trecem pe langa ei &lt;br /&gt;
10. o saptamana de vacanta necesita doar o valiza &lt;br /&gt;
11. putem purta un tricou alb intr-un parc de distractii acvatice &lt;br /&gt;
12. fotbalul de la tv &lt;br /&gt;
13. putem sa ne dam jos tricoul cand e prea cald &lt;br /&gt;
14. nu trebuie sa ne ocupam de viata sexuala a prietenilor nostri &lt;br /&gt;
15. 80% mai putin timp petrecut in baie &lt;br /&gt;
16. prietenii nostri nu ne critica cand ne ingrasam sau cand slabim &lt;br /&gt;
17. coaforii nu ne fura &lt;br /&gt;
18. nu plangem de fiecare data cand cineva plange la tv &lt;br /&gt;
19. fundul nostru nu e un factor hotarator in timpul unui interviu de angajare &lt;br /&gt;
20. toate orgasmele sant reale &lt;br /&gt;
21. putem merge la toaleta fara a fi insotiti de jumatate din prieteni &lt;br /&gt;
22. pastram numele de familie &lt;br /&gt;
23. santem recompensati pentru o remarca cat de cat inteligenta &lt;br /&gt;
24. intelegem umorul &lt;br /&gt;
25. santem gata oricand in 10 minute &lt;br /&gt;
26. lenjeria noastra intima costa 100.000 lotul de 3 &lt;br /&gt;
27. niciunul dintre colegii de munca nu ne face sa plangem &lt;br /&gt;
28. nu trebuie sa ne atingem de un fund paros in fiecare noapte &lt;br /&gt;
29. putem avea 35 de ani si sa fim celibatari, fara ca nimeni sa remarce&lt;br /&gt;
30. totul de pe fetele noastre are culoare naturala &lt;br /&gt;
31. putem manca ciocolata fara sa luam 3 kg imediat &lt;br /&gt;
32. putem sa devenim presedinti &lt;br /&gt;
33. nu ne intereseaza sentimentele celorlalti &lt;br /&gt;
34. ne gandim la sex 90% din timpul in care santem treji &lt;br /&gt;
35. 3 perechi de pantofi sant suficiente &lt;br /&gt;
36. putem spune orice fara sa ne gandim la ce cred ceilalti &lt;br /&gt;
37. nu trebuie sa facem curatenie cand vine cineva pe la noi &lt;br /&gt;
38. putem sa ne asezam cu genunchii departati &lt;br /&gt;
39. parul carunt aduce mai mult �arm &lt;br /&gt;
40. rochie de mireasa 1000 euro, chirie smoching 50 euro &lt;br /&gt;
41. nu trebuie sa ne dam cu ceara fierbinte pe piele &lt;br /&gt;
42. eurosport &lt;br /&gt;
43. putem vizita un amic fara sa fim obligati sa-i ducem un mic cadou &lt;br /&gt;
44. putem sa ne cumparam un prezervativ fara ca farmacistul sa-si inchipuie cum aratam in pielea goala &lt;br /&gt;
45. nu santem obligati sa pretindem ca mergem sa ne racorim cand ne ducem la toaleta &lt;br /&gt;
46. putem incheia oricand o fraza cu &quot; ce p..a mea&quot; in timpul unei discutii &lt;br /&gt;
47. nu ratam nici o ocazie de a ne culca cu cineva din cauza ca nu avem chef &lt;br /&gt;
48. filmele porno sant facute dupa gustul nostru &lt;br /&gt;
49. nu santem obligati sa ne amintim aniversarile tuturor &lt;br /&gt;
50. daca nu iubim o persoana nu inseamna ca nu putem sa ne culcam cu ea</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/4795498198560585227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/50-motive-pentru-ti-dori-sa-fi-barbat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/4795498198560585227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/4795498198560585227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/50-motive-pentru-ti-dori-sa-fi-barbat.html' title='‎50 motive pentru a-ti dori sa fi barbat'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-6239117036384586287</id><published>2012-11-17T05:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-17T05:15:21.401+02:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Iar am o stare nasoala si de cacat:-&lt;...imi vine sa renunt la tot..chiar serios ma intreb ce sa fac...asta e..cred ca nu ma mai tin de muzica si oricum nu ma simt genial dar na ....nimanui nu ii pasa:) fain asta e &quot;multumesc pentru tot&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/6239117036384586287/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6239117036384586287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/6239117036384586287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-7433561520350928252</id><published>2012-11-08T23:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-08T23:18:56.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pana si cei mai mari razboinici lasa arma jos rapusi de atata lupta renuntand la campul de batalie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3itMRLbWNm6ZHKL7F-WWZf7NHmPg-8ZqM_ST1fnHFj37ICdu0u1I5SU6L8ezL-P1dRRli03fE1HikROtsChnbXG5XjcY72-8Kir8Ob2tXyO2bUK-BniqVGfglslKAx8nOn7XzJl2HifUP/s1600/Black_Road_by_intao.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; width=&quot;397&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3itMRLbWNm6ZHKL7F-WWZf7NHmPg-8ZqM_ST1fnHFj37ICdu0u1I5SU6L8ezL-P1dRRli03fE1HikROtsChnbXG5XjcY72-8Kir8Ob2tXyO2bUK-BniqVGfglslKAx8nOn7XzJl2HifUP/s400/Black_Road_by_intao.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is the end of the line</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/feeds/7433561520350928252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/pana-si-cei-mai-mari-razboinici-lasa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7433561520350928252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388113435371347708/posts/default/7433561520350928252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependentdesedative.blogspot.com/2012/11/pana-si-cei-mai-mari-razboinici-lasa.html' title='Pana si cei mai mari razboinici lasa arma jos rapusi de atata lupta renuntand la campul de batalie..'/><author><name>[ sTorM BulleT ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11162883557919512591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO1VjvyCkzWThsrFaJfGbJlBKygio2WXLVeBG_nOIscQcPZdJ_wvLTXaiSYaffUu7cN-EvDHlKGX0RJBsJa7dCL7SpAYUXz6fsDLB-Kru45Lz93Zj3wXlOHDQjWzpJrD0/s220/pentagram2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3itMRLbWNm6ZHKL7F-WWZf7NHmPg-8ZqM_ST1fnHFj37ICdu0u1I5SU6L8ezL-P1dRRli03fE1HikROtsChnbXG5XjcY72-8Kir8Ob2tXyO2bUK-BniqVGfglslKAx8nOn7XzJl2HifUP/s72-c/Black_Road_by_intao.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388113435371347708.post-1428901903089321106</id><published>2012-11-06T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-06T21:20:27.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecis..</title><content type='html'>Da pai am ajuns astazi din nou pe blog cam rar in ultima vreme dar ce sa ii faci...program cretin si incarcat viata pe suffle si mereu pe drumuri fara vreun rezultat eligibil...asta e te obisnuiesti si piedicile ce naiba..iar am ajuns in acel punct de colaps in care nu stiu ce sa fac...Am atatea in cap si nu stiu cum sa ma impart iar ca sa fie totul ok a aparut si o tipa care cred ca o plac...genial mereu trebuie sa apara cate o tipa in viata mea si sa ma dau peste cap mai rau ca deobicei...dar de data asta cred ca o sa aleg partea profesioanala [din nou] oricum sunt prea naspa ca sa se complice cineva cu mine...singurul lucru care ma caraterizeaza acum este o strofa de la Alternosfera-Arunca-mi:&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Stau lângă pat privirea-n fum&lt;br /&gt;
De-o vreme nu mai dorm să nu mă scol nebun&lt;br /&gt;
Ce leac să iau, un strigăt stins&lt;br /&gt;
Pân-la demenţă jur mi-a mai rămas un vis&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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