<?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-12718203</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:40:19.224+02:00</updated><title type='text'>trytobemyself</title><subtitle type='html'>"You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the "mystery" of life."(Emil Cioran)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-113161684163062181</id><published>2005-11-10T10:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:00:41.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ion Irimescu is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Nationala-cultura-maestrul.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Nationala-cultura-maestrul.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ION IRIMESCU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(1903-2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    The greatest romanian sculptor died at 102 years. We'll remember him as the most important follower of Constantin Brâncuşi and Dimitrie Paciurea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-113161684163062181?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.irimescu.ro/english/index.html' title='Ion Irimescu is dead'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/113161684163062181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=113161684163062181&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/113161684163062181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/113161684163062181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/11/ion-irimescu-is-dead.html' title='Ion Irimescu is dead'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-113154108623515370</id><published>2005-11-09T13:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:45:24.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Moartea Domnului Lăzărescu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Cristi-Puiu-Moartea-Domnului-Lazarescu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Cristi-Puiu-Moartea-Domnului-Lazarescu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Mda, zilele trecute am văzut &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Moartea Domnului Lăzărescu&lt;/span&gt;(The Death of Mister Lăzărescu), după părerea mea cel mai bun film din ultimii ani, ca idee... îmi vine greu să nu recunosc că am fost şi eu în pielea domnului Lăzărescu şi îi mulţumesc şi acum lui Dumnezeu că încă nu am cunoscut moartea... moartea Domnului Lăzărescu... dar pe masa de operaţie am ajuns şi eu(nu cu un hematom, ci cu o banală apendicită, din cauza căreia eram să mor! lol)...în locul domnului Lăzărescu cu toţii am fost... şi vom mai fi... până când? probabil până atunci când cuiva i se va face lehamite de tot ceea ce vede(mie unul mi s'a făcut de mult şi nu mai pot suporta metehnele unui sistem putrezit - dar degeaba! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in vano&lt;/span&gt;) şi va face ceva... ceva ce trebuia făcut de mult! să taie în carne vie! şi nu glumesc, asta e singura şansă - să anihilăm mizeria de lângă noi, dar va mai curge multă apă pe Dâmboviţa până atunci... şi oameni ca Domnul Lăzărescu vor simţi moartea aproape... iar călăii ne vor zâmbi ironic şi vor râde... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know romanian, I have an advice: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go and see the death of M. Lăzărescu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-113154108623515370?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.roumanie.com/Cinema_roumain-cinema_realisateur_roumain_Cristi_Puiu_film_Lazarescu_Cannes-A577.html' title='Moartea Domnului Lăzărescu'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/113154108623515370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=113154108623515370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/113154108623515370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/113154108623515370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/11/moartea-domnului-lzrescu.html' title='Moartea Domnului Lăzărescu'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112979355043515066</id><published>2005-10-20T09:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:32:30.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The celebration of the city of Iasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/artificii11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/artificii11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The show of fireworks in the Square of the Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/artificii21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/artificii21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Idem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/concert9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/concert9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Concert - Holograf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/slujba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/slujba2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mass inside the Metropolitan Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/slujba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/slujba1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mass outside the Metropolitan Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/procesiune2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/procesiune2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Procession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mesteri4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mesteri4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The traditional souvenirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mesteri1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mesteri1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Idem&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/12718203-112979355043515066?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112979355043515066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112979355043515066&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112979355043515066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112979355043515066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/10/celebration-of-city-of-iasi.html' title='The celebration of the city of Iasi'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112962189558542553</id><published>2005-10-18T09:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:58:12.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My life and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The Saint Parascheva Metropolitan Cathedral in Iasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;+                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/catedrala%20mitropolitana%20iasi_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/catedrala%20mitropolitana%20iasi_31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint Parascheva is the saint that protects the city of Iasi(Iassy) from the times of prince Vasile Lupu(in the XVIIth century) when she was brougt in the Principality of Moldova from the Saint Mount of Athos(Greece); 14th of october is the celebretion of the saint and of the city of Iasi - Saint Parascheva is the most important saint in Romania, actually we have 3 saints that have connections with our history: 1. the most important is Saint Andrew, the Apostle, sent in Dacia(roman province) by Jesus to show the romans the word of God, and so, Saint Andrew is the protector saint of Romania; then, in the middle ages, the 2 principalities - Valachia and Moldova - had 2 protector saints: Saint Dimitrie for Valachia and Saint Parascheva for Moldova - too much of orthodoxy for 2005, hmmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okie, so the day of the city, nowadays, is very strange, the initialsense was lost in time - people don't know what to believe in, after 42 years of communism when the religious celebrations were forbidden, we are in front of a strange celebration - a celebration in which the politicians come to the bones of the saint to get some votes from the "vulg"(la folla = the crowd)... these days we saw there the social-democrats - PSD(actually the former communists - I guess the former leaders of the Romanian Communist Party: Dej, Pauker, Stoica, Maurer, Ceausescu etc. are swinging in their graves if they see their children: Iliescu, Nastase, Geoana, Mitrea etc. prostrating to the Saint Parascheva! lol I guess people change in 15 years from complete imbeciles in nice social-democrats guys.... yeah, sure!); also we can see a conservative nation(romanians are so conservative in religious stuff - about 80% are trusting the Orthodox Church! lol!!!! I can understand that; after the persecutions and the terror of the former regime people turned to the saints... but I can see this as something anachronic with the stream of the new world, of the new Romania and it's place in Europe...)... Everytime when the city celebrates the day of Saint Parascheva I see in the eyes of the people the past, the merciless history of this land(and I'm not exaggerating at all!!), all the hopes and all the disappointments...it's a sad feeling...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same city, in the same time, me and my boyfriend, P., we are ready to celebrate our own life: one month since we are together(He he he...)...and this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friday 21st of october&lt;/span&gt;; it will be something cool - we don't know - yet - what shall we do for friday, all I know is that I have classes till 20:00(rahat!)... yeah... see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112962189558542553?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112962189558542553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112962189558542553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112962189558542553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112962189558542553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-life-and-city.html' title='My life and the city'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112928316882068693</id><published>2005-10-14T10:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T11:46:08.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What's latest! lol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/_40903704_deadchicken-ap203.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/_40903704_deadchicken-ap203.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;These days everyone here is talking about it: the BIRD FLUE! Last night, at 00:00 the Minister of Agriculture, M. Gheorghe Flutur announced that the H5N1 strain was found on the three ducks from Ceamurlia de Jos(Tulcea county); Now we know that this lethal virus is at the gates of Europe, and if we won't slaughter all the birds in the area, the virus can spread to the humans(about 45.000 birds must be killed in the process); until now the virus was stopped from being spread all over Romania and Europe.&lt;blockquote&gt;Today I was for a vaccination, but there is no vaccines left in stock, so I came back to the university and I met him(my boyfriend - who had his vaccination a few days ago at school!)...these days is the annual day of our city and  a lot of people are in town from all over Moldova, because the day of the city is a religious day - Saint Parascheva - and about 1.500.000 pilgrims are to come in the city! lol... and, of course, all the main leaders of the country(the president, M. Traian Basescu etc.)...it's a madness here, and if you add the fall rain you can imagine what situation is here! lol... a sort of Babylon of 2005... in which I'm happy with my boy, P.(let's call him like that!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/12718203-112928316882068693?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112928316882068693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112928316882068693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112928316882068693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112928316882068693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-latest-lol.html' title='What&apos;s latest! lol!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112912198660760466</id><published>2005-10-12T14:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:18:23.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the office... my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/hotel_traian.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/hotel_traian.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/1600/ilisesti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a while(I know that! lol), but I started school(3rd of october) - so, I was busy! , I fell in love and now I'm living my life on the edge... lol - well, I guess my life is turning to be his life, now that I have HIM(we are together since 21st. of september), he loves me very much and I love him more :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He's my life now, I can't stand one minute without him...I love him so much... I remember when I first saw him, he was so cute, we decided to meet in front of the Hotel Traian(picture), and I came earlier and I sat near the statue of Alexandru Ioan Cuza(also picture), near the entrance of the hotel - he came at that hour and he didn't see me because of some cars parked between the hotel and the statue, and he called me; meanwhile I called him and I couldn't because he was calling up me, but in the end I answered and he told me: "Where are you? I'm in the front of the hotel!", and I told him: "Me too, I'm near the statue of Alexandru Ioan Cuza! lol, where are you?", he answered: "Look! I'm on the stairs now! can you see me? cause I can't see you!"; I made him a sign with my hand, and he saw me, but we kept speaking on the phone until we met; it was cute... our first meeting... since that evening we are together and I hope for a long time - cause we understand eachother very well, and he's so cute, man... I love him! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;See you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112912198660760466?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112912198660760466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112912198660760466&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112912198660760466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112912198660760466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-in-office-my-life.html' title='Back in the office... my life'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112731617748887191</id><published>2005-09-21T17:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:22:59.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucuresti - capital city of Romania under water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romania under water - episode VI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Blockbuster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/masina1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/masina1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Street in Bucuresti(Bucharest), now the Venice of the East&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/senatoare.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/senatoare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Senator of Romania at her flooded desk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/senator%20plouat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/senator%20plouat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senator of Romania in the House of the Senat with an umbrella&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/pacuraru1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/pacuraru1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senators of Romania &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House of Senat under water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112731617748887191?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112731617748887191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112731617748887191&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112731617748887191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112731617748887191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/bucuresti-capital-city-of-romania.html' title='Bucuresti - capital city of Romania under water'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112728906214251906</id><published>2005-09-21T09:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T09:51:02.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Stag 2005 - Brasov*Romania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brasov is my favourite town in Romania after Iasi, and here is taking place a great international pop festival - the Golden Stag - here is the schedule:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 21st September&lt;br /&gt;20.00 - International Contest of Interpretation(Macedonia, Lithuania, Norway, Great Britain, Croatia, Greece, Romania, Italy, Georgia, Romania, Malta)&lt;br /&gt;23.10 - JOE COCKER - Recital&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 22nd September&lt;br /&gt;20.00 - International Contest of Interpretation(Bulgaria, United States, Canada, Macedonia, Republic of Vanuatu, Romania, Israel, Greece, Malta, Romania, Suisse)&lt;br /&gt;23.10 - Moldavians' night(O-Zone, Zdob &amp; Zdub, Anastasia Lazariuc, Ion Suruceanu, Pavel Stratan, Millenium, Alexa, Teodor Dance Show, Edict, the Sporting Dances Ensemble "Codreanca") &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 23rd September&lt;br /&gt;20.00 Gala Show of Laureates            &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - SLANG BAND - Recital         &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - ANALIA SELIS - Recital&lt;br /&gt;22.30 - NATALIE IMBRUGLIA - Recital&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 24th September&lt;br /&gt;20.00 - Folk Music Show: "Party with fiddlers"(part I)&lt;br /&gt;22.45 - Folk Music Show: "Party with fiddlers"(part II)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The show is broadcasted live on TVR1 and by satellite on TVR International tonight from 20:00 hours(Romania hour)... and the hot boy from Macedonia is the first one -and I hope he will win the Stag... he's so hot...lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cerbsigla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/cerbsigla1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Golden Stag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/schei.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/schei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Brasov - don't you like it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/brasov%20noapte.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/brasov%20noapte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Piata Sfatului - by night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/brasov2zi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/brasov2zi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piata Sfatului - by day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/scena%202003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/scena%202003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Festival - 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/piata%20de%20sus.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/piata%20de%20sus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brasov - Piata Sfatului( where the Festival is taking place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112728906214251906?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112728906214251906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112728906214251906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112728906214251906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112728906214251906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/golden-stag-2005-brasovromania.html' title='The Golden Stag 2005 - Brasov*Romania'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112720921769883191</id><published>2005-09-20T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:40:17.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The sixth wave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/ploi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/ploi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth wave of flooding reached Romania - more than 20 counties(meaning half of the country) is under water; only the north-east is secure and a few moments ago all the televisions broadcasted images with the flooding in the Palace of Parliament - the House of Senat suffered a flooding this morning - we all could see wet fat senators getting out from the House(Ha ha ha...). It will be a difficult fall for the poor people who did't recovered yet from the summer floodings - and a harsh russian winter is knocking at the door of Romania.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112720921769883191?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112720921769883191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112720921769883191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112720921769883191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112720921769883191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/sixth-wave.html' title='The sixth wave!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112715823244190594</id><published>2005-09-19T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:30:35.423+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A wedding with souvenirs from Irak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/grup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/grup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ana-Maria Ion, Marie-Jeanne Ion, President of Romania Traian Basescu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorin Miscoci and Florence Aubenas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/image12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sorin Miscoci, Florence Aubenas and Marie-Jeanne Ion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/image11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday one of the three romanian journalist kidnapped in Irak, Sorin Miscoci got married; the guests of honor were, of course, the president of Romania, M. Traian Basescu with his wife, Mrs. Maria Basescu and the french journalist, Florence Aubenas - also kidnapped in Irak and mate of the three romanians in that farm where they were held near Bagdhad. Well, the kidnapped journalists had the chance to be together, once again, after they were freed, but with a better occasion - we can see that from their smiles, after all it was a wedding.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112715823244190594?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112715823244190594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112715823244190594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112715823244190594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112715823244190594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding-with-souvenirs-from-irak.html' title='A wedding with souvenirs from Irak'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112712768775525480</id><published>2005-09-19T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:31:43.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romanian Hot Males Awards 2005 - Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/dragos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/dragos1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nr. 5 - Dragos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/aram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/aram.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nr. 4 - Aram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/sorin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/sorin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nr. 3 - Sorin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/emil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/emil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nr. 2 - Emil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/marius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/marius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nr. 1 - Marius &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112712768775525480?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112712768775525480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112712768775525480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112712768775525480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112712768775525480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/romanian-hot-males-awards-2005-part_19.html' title='Romanian Hot Males Awards 2005 - Part Two'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112712098734120391</id><published>2005-09-19T10:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:35:14.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Angie = Chancellor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/angie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/angie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;                Yesterday we all watched the elections in Germany! It seems that the CDU+CSU(the Conservatories parties) gained 35.2%, and the SPD(the social-democrats) 34.3%... so the next chancellor of the Germany will be Mrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Angela Merkel, let's hope not in a "grand coalition" with the SPD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Well, for us, the romanians, is very important because in the few past months chancellor Schroeder said that the admittance of Romania in the EU will be delayed until 2008; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Mrs. Merkel said that her party is for the adhesion of Romania according with the Treaty of Luxembourg(april 2005), so with the year of 2007...(the so-called&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Ostpolitik&lt;/span&gt;)especially that in this spring the German Bundestag has to vote for the Adhesion Treaty with Romania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;We'll stay close with the political situation in Germany... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112712098734120391?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112712098734120391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112712098734120391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112712098734120391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112712098734120391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/angie-chancellor.html' title='Angie = Chancellor'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112690302917235473</id><published>2005-09-16T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:40:08.443+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Number One - Daniel Ciobanu(Special Photos Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Daniel Ciobanu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 183&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chest: 98&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waist: 78&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hips: 96 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoes: 44/45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair: Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eyes: Hazel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/garda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/garda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/garda1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/god.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Daniel-Ciobanu-SCAN05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Daniel-Ciobanu-SCAN05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/naked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/misto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/misto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/hot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/DanielCiobanu13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/DanielCiobanu13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Daniel%20Ciobanu%20Foto4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Daniel%20Ciobanu%20Foto4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/verde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/verde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/two%20boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/two%20boys.jpg" 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/12718203-112690302917235473?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112690302917235473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112690302917235473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112690302917235473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112690302917235473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/number-one-daniel-ciobanuspecial.html' title='Number One - Daniel Ciobanu(Special Photos Post)'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112690102722778684</id><published>2005-09-16T21:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:12:38.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romanian Hot Males Awards 2005 - Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Daniel%20Ciobanu%20SCAN223.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Daniel%20Ciobanu%20SCAN223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 1 - Daniel Ciobanu &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Adrian%20Nartea%20Site111.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Adrian%20Nartea%20Site111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 2 - Adrian Nartea &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Dan%20Popescu%20Site081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Dan%20Popescu%20Site081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Nr. 3 - Dan Popescu&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Adrian%20Bondila%20Site051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Adrian%20Bondila%20Site051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 4 - Adrian Bondila &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Cristian%20Petrea%20Site171.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Cristian%20Petrea%20Site171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 5 - Cristian Petrea &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;to be continued&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112690102722778684?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112690102722778684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112690102722778684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112690102722778684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112690102722778684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/romanian-hot-males-awards-2005-part.html' title='Romanian Hot Males Awards 2005 - Part One'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112685498977682241</id><published>2005-09-16T08:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:16:29.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls and boys(especially for boys :D) a great, great news came yesterday from... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O-ZONE ... they will sing for the last time at Brasov!!! on 22nd of september next to Zdob &amp; Zdub, at the "Moldavian Night" of Brasov Pop Music Festival! - "We will sing for the last time 'Dragostea din tei', I guess we didn't have a good bye concert, and the Golden Stag Festival is perfect for that... it't time to say good bye to ours fans", said Arsenie in an interview yesterday... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dan, Radu and Arsenie split at the beginning of 2005 and now they have a solo career; but I miss them as O-Zone... Dragostea din tei, Despre tine, De ce plang chitarele, Printre nori, Numai tu, Sarbatoarea noptilor de vara, Oriunde ai fi etc. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/ozone.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/ozone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/arsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/arsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Arsenie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/827388-479379.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/827388-479379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Arsenie, Radu and Dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112685498977682241?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112685498977682241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112685498977682241&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112685498977682241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112685498977682241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112685324154263517</id><published>2005-09-16T08:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T08:53:11.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Stag - Male Competitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some of the male competitors of the Golden Stag - Brasov(21-24.09.2005)... Maybe someday, one of them will reach the fame of Julio Iglesias or Christina Aguilera, former competitors, but not winners(dude!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Temo-Sadjaia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Temo-Sadjaia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temo Sadjaia - GEORGIA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Alan-Hrzica.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Alan-Hrzica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Alan Hrzica - CROATIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanted - GREECE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Lambe-Alabakoski.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Lambe-Alabakoski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lambe Alabakoski - MACEDONIA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Mihai-Traistariu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Mihai-Traistariu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIhai Traistariu - ROMANIA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Ovi-Martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Ovi-Martin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ovi Martin - NORWAY &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;*I*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112685324154263517?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112685324154263517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112685324154263517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112685324154263517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112685324154263517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/golden-stag-male-competitors.html' title='The Golden Stag - Male Competitors'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112681795575202586</id><published>2005-09-15T22:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:06:45.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Goooooooooooooooooooooooool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stea9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Goooool, Mirel Radoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steaua Bucuresti - Valerenga Oslo: 3-0; The hero of the game: MIREL RADOI... my only hope for UEFA Champions League... I guess this was the revenge for the defeat in front of Rosenborg Trondheim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112681795575202586?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112681795575202586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112681795575202586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112681795575202586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112681795575202586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/goooooooooooooooooooooooool.html' title='Goooooooooooooooooooooooool'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112676560195117245</id><published>2005-09-15T08:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:17:39.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of undies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f8e8ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fcf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" width="100" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You like to think of yourself as innocent, even though you're not! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your an exhibitionist, but honey, no one wants to see your business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112676560195117245?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112676560195117245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112676560195117245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676560195117245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676560195117245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/speaking-of-undies.html' title='Speaking of undies...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112676481254035288</id><published>2005-09-15T08:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:14:53.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>55% Normal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c8e0d8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Your Penis Name is:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Captain Kirk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Stripper Name is: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cleopatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c8e0d8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Your Porn Star Name is:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlie Cumalot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Girl Parts are Named: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Velvet Rose Pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Drag Queen Name is: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NuPaul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112676481254035288?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112676481254035288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112676481254035288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676481254035288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676481254035288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/55-normal.html' title='55% Normal!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112676368544348994</id><published>2005-09-15T07:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:20:00.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 55% Normal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhat Normal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/somewhat-normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Normal Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112676368544348994?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112676368544348994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112676368544348994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676368544348994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112676368544348994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/somewhat-normal.html' title='Somewhat Normal'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112672785851060369</id><published>2005-09-14T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:00:27.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My everyday Hot boy on Antena 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/1600/rosu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/400/rosu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/1600/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/400/white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/1600/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7502/709/400/cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I see him every day on Antena 3... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;he's so hooooooooooooooooooooooooot...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112672785851060369?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112672785851060369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112672785851060369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112672785851060369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112672785851060369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-everyday-hot-boy-on-antena-3.html' title='My everyday Hot boy on Antena 3'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112647618124722044</id><published>2005-09-11T23:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T00:03:02.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparings for the "Golden Stag"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cerbsigla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/cerbsigla.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;                                                                          The Golden Stag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Ramona%20Badescu%20%2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Ramona%20Badescu%20%2013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;*Ramona Badescu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/natty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/natty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Natalie Imbruglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;In a few days, the International Festival of Pop Music "The Golden Stag" from Brasov will begin(after the Eurovision Song Contest this is my favourite festival)... well this year is special; there are two reasons: 1. The italian-romanian diva, Ramona Badescu will be one of the anchors(OMG! She is like a godess!!) and 2. Natalie Imbruglia will perform in the Gala evening! Cool! lol...I can wait to see the show! I'll inform you with all the news..&lt;br /&gt;Until then, you can see yourself the official site of the festival: &lt;a href="http://www.cerbuldeaur.ro"&gt;http://www.cerbuldeaur.ro&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/12718203-112647618124722044?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112647618124722044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112647618124722044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112647618124722044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112647618124722044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/preparings-for-golden-stag.html' title='Preparings for the &quot;Golden Stag&quot;'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112628500224272994</id><published>2005-09-09T18:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T18:56:42.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian MUTU: "The Brilliant"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOPRA TUTTI SIAMO NOI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Fortza Adrian Mutu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/portret11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/portret11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Mutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Mutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mutu_adrian81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mutu_adrian81.jpg" 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/12718203-112628500224272994?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112628500224272994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112628500224272994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112628500224272994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112628500224272994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/adrian-mutu-brilliant.html' title='Adrian MUTU: &quot;The Brilliant&quot;'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112626130141356984</id><published>2005-09-09T12:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:21:41.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hotties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/aditapciucblue1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/aditapciucblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/adimaro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/adimaro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/adimaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 1 - Meet Adrian! A superhot actor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/aditapciucblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Marian_Nedelcu21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Marian_Nedelcu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 2 - Meet Marian! A hot model...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/victorslav1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/victorslav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 3 - Meet Victor! A hot anchor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/morandi1312zl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/morandi1312zl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nr. 4 - Meet Randi! A hot singer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few weeks ago I made my hotgirls top for Romania, now, after a long research :) I will present you my boyz(of course, in my opinion - My hotties... :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nr. 1 - Adrian Tapciuc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nr. 2 - Marian Nedelcu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nr. 3 - Victor Slav&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nr. 4 - Randi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112626130141356984?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112626130141356984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112626130141356984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112626130141356984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112626130141356984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-hotties.html' title='My Hotties'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112621559153025043</id><published>2005-09-08T22:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:14:15.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>An illegal ambassador represents Romania! Bravo Romania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/enterkeptrianon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/enterkeptrianon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In orange&lt;/span&gt; - Transilvania - a land inhabited with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a majority of romanians and only 1,500.000 hungarians,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the land is wanted by Budapest!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(along with: Slovakia, a part of Ucraine, a part of Serbia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Croatia, Slovenia and a part of Austria!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lots of desires! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It happened! lol, the first hungarian romanian citizen(Gyorg Tokay) was named, today, ambassador of Romania in Lithuania and Latvia! Oh, yes! and that because an illegal party named "Democratic Union of Hungarians in Romania"(UDMR - in romanian), illegal because our Constitution forbids the creation of an ethnic party, but from 1990 this party is tolerated in our political life, and that is because of the European Union... It's not just! If we do something against it(meaning to respect our laws!!!!!) the EU and Hungary will say: "Hey, Romania, stupid country! the hungarian ethnics will not be represented politicly! We will see! You're becoming a second Yougoslavia! (See the Albanian case! Kosovo... Blah, blah...)" Fuck off! Loosers from Brussels and Budapest! Yes, you don't know anything about the realities from Romania and you don't care about it, you just want to increase your influence and power...but this is the weight of a small power like Romania...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As far as I know the hungarians from Romania have a lots of rights, comparing to other european countries, and the fact that we didn't had any armed conflicts is very important! lol ... but doesn't matter! some people want to create a mock-conflict in Transilvanya(a romanian land inhabited with romanians since the Roman Empire, when the hungarians were still in Mongolia living in tents! lol)... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, I'm not against Mr. Tokay, but he is representing an illegal party and abroad he will represent the interests of the hungarians, because we know very well, after 15 years of UDMR, that this party is sponsored by the government in Budapest! lol... yes, it's true... and it's sad, especially that the romanian minority in Hungary is not recognized(there are about 700.000 romanians from a population of 9,500 000 hungarian citizens)...Why do we tolerate this situation? Why? just to satisfy the EU? with the sacrifice of the Constitution and the rights of 700.000 romanians... strange politics we have! I really do not understand it at all! &lt;blockquote&gt;Congrulations Mr. Romanian Ambassador Tokay! I really hope that you have a conscience and you will represent a country(your country, our contry = ROMANIA), and not a group of people...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112621559153025043?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112621559153025043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112621559153025043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112621559153025043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112621559153025043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/illegal-ambassador-represents-romania.html' title='An illegal ambassador represents Romania! Bravo Romania!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112586775441265300</id><published>2005-09-04T22:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T09:14:42.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandru Paleologu in french presse</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Radio France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;02/09/2005 - Décès d'Alexandru Paleologu, écrivain et ex-ambassadeur roumain à ParisIssu d'une vieille famille d'intellectuels francophones et francophiles, M. Paleologu, un libéral convaincu tout comme son père, avait fait l'objet d'une stricte surveillance de la Securitate (police politique communiste) dans les années 1950.Après avoir vécu pendant plusieurs mois dans la clandestinité, sous un faux nom, il avait été arrêté en 1959 et condamné à 14 ans de travaux forcés pour son opposition au régime communiste.En 1964, M. Paleologu avait toutefois été gracié, en même temps que la plupart des détenus politiques, alors qu'un début de dégel se faisait jour dans l'attitude du régime envers les intellectuels et les dissidents.Il avait par la suite travaillé à l'Institut d'histoire du théâtre, avant de sa lancer dans la littérature en 1970.Auteur d'une dizaine de volumes d'essais et membre de l'Union des écrivains, il avait été nommé ambassadeur en France début 1990.En juin 1990, alors que Bucarest était le théâtre d'une violente descente des mineurs, appelés par Ion Iliescu pour mater une manifestation d'étudiants, M. Paleologu s'était attiré les foudres du chef de l'Etat pour avoir défendu ces protestataires, qualifiés de "golani" (ndlr: voyoux) par le régime.La sortie à Paris de son livre "Souvenirs merveilleux d'un ambassadeur des golans" lui avait aussitôt valu d'être rappelé à Bucarest.Entre 1992 et 2004, il avait siégé au Sénat en tant qu'élu du Parti national libéral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Voila - l'Actualite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hommage de Donnedieu de Vabres à Alexandru Paleologu&lt;br /&gt;02-09 20:21:51 - Le ministre de la Culture et de la Communication Renaud Donnedieu de Vabres rend hommage vendredi à l'écrivain et diplomate roumain Alexandru Paleologu qui vient de mourir à l'age de 86 ans."Avec Alexandru Paleologu, descendant d'une illustre lignée d'intellectuels et de diplomates roumains dont le nom évoque la fastueuse histoire des rois byzantins, disparaît un écrivain distingué, grand ami de la France et promoteur émérite de la liberté et de la démocratie dans son pays", écrit le ministre.IL rend hommage à "ce courageux lettré qui nous a laissé (...) une vision, un style et la trace politique d'une âme trempée de résistance"."Nous ayant averti, dès les années soixante-dix, des affres de l'impasse totalitaire, il aura toujours agi et vécu en parfaite harmonie entre son destin politique et sa vocation d'écrivain", écrit encore le ministre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112586775441265300?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112586775441265300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112586775441265300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/alexandru-paleologu-in-french-presse.html' title='Alexandru Paleologu in french presse'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112586775826229886</id><published>2005-09-04T22:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:34:29.060+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In memoriam Alexandru Paleologu(1919-2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;IN MEMORIAM&lt;/em&gt; ALEXANDRU PALEOLOGU(1919-2005)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Calin Popescu-Tariceanu&lt;/span&gt;, prime-minister of Romania&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prin activitatea, creatia si modul sau de viata, Alexandru Paleologu s-a impus ca un model si reper fundamental pentru o Romanie care revine la valorile libertatii si demnitatii umane dupa anii intunecati ai comunismului. Viata publica si cultura romaneasca se vor resimti fara prezenta sa eleganta, dar soliditatea valorilor pe care le-a promovat si profunzimea sa spirituala vor marca in continuare constiinta societatii romanesti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Emil Constantinescu&lt;/span&gt;, former president of Romania(1996-2000)&lt;br /&gt;Aflu cu adanca durere ca ne-a parasit Alexandru Paleologu. Alaturi de toti cei care au avut bucuria de a-l cunoaste, deplang disparitia unui mare spirit, care a innobilat viata publica si intelectuala a Romaniei ultimelor decenii. Exemplar prin amploarea si rafinamentul unei culturi armonios asimilate propriei sale firi, de o clasica limpezime si intransigenta, Domnul Alecu Paleologu a intruchipat pentru noi toti adevarata boierie a inteligentei si a sufletului. Fara el, suntem mai saraci. Fie ca amintirea superioarei sale inteligente, umorului si riguroasei sale exigente morale si intelectuale sa ne vegheze drumul.&lt;br /&gt;Adresez distinsei doamne Paleologu si d-lui Toader Paleologu, demnul urmas al parintelui sau, cele mai sincere condoleante.&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu sa-l ierte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;MIhai-Razvan Ungureanu&lt;/span&gt;, foreign affairs minister of Romania&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministerul Afacerilor Externe isi exprima profundul regret fata de incetarea din viata a lui Alexandru Paleologu, "unul dintre ultimii supravietuitori ai serviciului diplomatic regal" si fost ambasador al Romaniei in Franta, imediat dupa Revolutia din 1989.&lt;br /&gt;"Unul dintre ultimii supravietuitori ai serviciului diplomatic regal, autor prolific si rafinat, fost ambasador al Romaniei la Paris, Alexandru Paleologu a incarnat demnitatea elitelor nationale pasionate de adevaratul destin istoric al tarii noastre", se arata intr-un comunicat al Ministerului roman de Externe, remis redactiei. MAE considera ca pierderea lui Alexandru Paleologu este ireparabila, dar mostenirea sa morala, intelectuala si diplomatica va persista, ca un exemplu inspirator, in memoria tinerei generatii de diplomati romani. Ministerul Afacerilor Externe exprima cele mai sincere condoleante fata de familia indoliata, pe care o asigura de intreaga sa solidaritate in momentul tragic al despartirii de aceasta ilustra personalitate a societatii romanesti. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mircea Ionescu-Quintus&lt;/span&gt;, former president of PNL&lt;br /&gt;L-am cunoscut de multa vreme pe "Conu' Alecu", asa cum ii spuneam noi, atat in viata politica, in Parlament, dar si in viata culturala. S-a distins ca un om deosebit, de o vasta cultura si o adanca intelepciune. Din pacate, in ultimii doi ani ai legislaturii 2000-2004 a venit mai rar la Senat, din cauza sanatatii. Sunt atat de trist... Va fi foarte greu, atat pentru familie, cat si pentru noi, cei din jurul lui, sa acoperim aceasta lipsa de neinlocuit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Constantin Balaceanu-Stolnici&lt;/span&gt;, member of the Romanian Academy&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine, dar cred ca pentru toata tara, disparitia lui "Conut Alecu" este o mare pierdere, mai ales ca intelectuali rafinati ca el, boieri in adevaratul sens al cuvantului, sunt din ce in ce mai rari. A fost unul din ultimii intelectuali formati in interbelic. Sper ca toata intelectualitatea romaneasca va resimti asa cum se cuvine plecarea dintre noi a acestui reprezentant al vechilor elite date de Romania.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sanda Negroponte&lt;/span&gt;, daughter of the former PNL prime-minister Gheorghe Tatarescu(1934-1937; 1939-1940)&lt;br /&gt;A fost unul din cei mai apropiati si dragi prieteni pe care i-am avut. A fost foarte legat de familia Negroponte, dar nu in plan politic. A fost un om de o deosebita cultura, una din mandriile tarii. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mona Musca&lt;/span&gt;, former minister of Culture(2004-2005)&lt;br /&gt;Este o mare pierdere pentru cultura romaneasca. M-a onorat relatia deosebita pe care am avut-o ca oameni si ca liberali. A fost unul din ultimii reprezentanti ai aristocratiei romane. Un aristocrat ca origini, ca persoana, dar si comportamental, care ne-a oferit mari surprize. Prin "ambasadorul-golan" a demonstrat ca este un adept al paradoxului si in politica, precum in scrierile literare si in gandire, intr-o perioada foarte zbuciumata a istoriei recente a Romaniei. Disparitia sa este o mare pierdere pentru cultura si politica din Romania. Pentru oamenii politici, Alexandru Paleologu este un model de sinceritate, eleganta si consecventa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Teodor Melescanu&lt;/span&gt;, vice-president of PNL&lt;br /&gt;Pentru noi a reprezentat o mostenire extrem de importanta. A fost unul dintre acei oameni care a asigurat o legatura directa intre liberalismul din Romania, asa cum a existat inaintea celui de-al doilea razboi mondial si dupa venirea comunistilor la putere, si Partidul National Liberal de astazi, care a preluat idealurile. Doresc, in numele meu si al tuturor colegilor, sa transmitem condolente familiei si sa ne exprimam speranta ca aceasta grea pierdere va fi depasita in perioada urmatoare de catre PNL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gheorghe Ciuhandu&lt;/span&gt;, president of PPCD (PNTCD)&lt;br /&gt;PPCD (PNTCD) transmite sincere condoleante familiei si colaboratorilor celui care a fost Alexandru Paleologu, senior al politicii romanesti, eseist si critic literar. Prin disparitia sa, Romania a pierdut un om politic si de cultura de marca. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Adrian Iorgulescu&lt;/span&gt;, minister of Culture&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca intreaga intelectualitate e in stare de soc. Paleologu a insemnat foarte mult pentru spiritualitatea contemporana si prin ceea ce a realizat isi lasa pecetea ca o constiinta a acestei epoci. Un om cu un simt rational deosebit de percutant, un om care, in ciuda unui scepticism, a dorit intotdeauna binele societatii romanesti. Cred ca multi dintre oamenii de cultura ii sunt recunoscatori pentru ce a facut. In numele ministerului pe care il conduc si in numele meu personal, transmit condoleante familiei. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Horia-Roman Patapievici&lt;/span&gt;, president of Cultural Romanian Institute(Institutului Cultural Roman)&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine este o pierdere a unui om pe care il admiram si pretuiam enorm. Pe care indraznesc sa il numesc prietenul meu. In cultura romana, Paleologu era un supravietuitor, era purtatorul unor valori pe care comunismul le-a distrus. Este vorba de un anumit fel de aristocratie a spiritului, e vorba de un anumit fel de valori, care combina incisivitatea cu gratia si care fac din orice manifestare un prilej de eleganta. Este omul care a stiut sa invoce valoarea traditiei si Bisericii intr-un fel dezinvolt. Era o persoana perfect dezinhibata si in acelasi timp perfect credincioasa. Avea ceva din eleganta moralistilor francezi, fara sa aiba amaraciunea lor. Era un om binedispus in cunostinta de cauza, stiind cat de tragic este destinul nostru. Era un om care putea spune ca anii de detentie au fost minunati. Si asta, pentru ca Alexandru Paleologu stia ca din orice situatie, oricat de dramatica si ingrozitoare, sa extraga partea de lumina, partea de folos. Prin el, cultura romana pierde un spirit luminos, un spirit gratios. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gheorghe Vladutescu&lt;/span&gt;, vice-president of Romanian Academy&lt;br /&gt;Alexandru Paleologu a murit fizic, dar abia de acum intra in istoria eterna. Din pacate, suntem intre temporar si eternitate. Dar din fericire exista o eternitate culturala. Poate nu pentru toti, dar pentru Alexandru Paleologu exista cu siguranta aceasta eternitate culturala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Octavian Paler&lt;/span&gt;, writer&lt;br /&gt;Sunt pur si simplu bulversat. Mi-a fost mai mult decat prieten. Un mare prieten si poate ultimul. Un om pe care l-am iubit critic, adica pe baza de respect, nu de amabilitati. Eu unul nu am cunoscut un spirit mai liber, care stia sa faca afirmatii foarte indraznete, dar care erau ale lui. Cred ca a fost singurul din teritoriul Romaniei, pe chipul caruia nu am vazut niciodata dupa '89 o grimasa de ura, pe care nu l-au atins in nici un fel nefericirile si conflictele care nu au lipsit din destinul lui. Alecu, asa cum ii spuneau prietenii, a reprezentat in cultura un stil, ceea ce este extraordinar de important intr-o lume ca a noastra, lipsita total de stil. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mircea Dinescu&lt;/span&gt;, writer&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e greu sa spun ceva. Am aflat acum cateva minute si sunt putin derutat. Am fost prieten cu batranul Paleologu de cand am debutat. Era considerat ca vine din alta lume. Era un personaj venit din alta lume si care, in ciuda istoriei care s-a purtat mizerabil cu el, si-a pastrat farmecul. Paleologu nu s-a lasat, a trecut peste ceea ce Noica nu a putut trece. Cert e ca inainte de '89, Paleologu a fost un reper si cu toate ca a trecut prin infern si infernul l-a afectat, trebuie sa recunosc ca eu l-am iubit la fel de mult. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Stelian Tanase&lt;/span&gt;, writer&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine este o pierdere ireparabila. Este omul care m-a indrumat in momente critice ale biografiei mele, ii sunt profund indatorat. Este omul care a avut cea mai mare influenta asupra mea. Au fost ani de zile cand ne-am vazut in fiecare zi. Au fost ore in sir de confesiune. A fost un om pe care nici inchisoarea nu l-a ingenuncheiat. Desi a avut o experienta dramatica, a privit-o ca pe o experienta data de Dumnezeu, pe care trebuie sa si-o asume. Paleologu a reusit sa depaseasca momentul acesta. Iar in cartea pe care a scris-o apoi cred ca a simtit nevoia sa transfere cuiva experientele prin care a trecut, lucru pentru care ii sunt foarte indatorat, pentru ca din aceste confesiuni am invatat mai mult decat in toata scoala pe care am invatat-o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112586775826229886?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112586775826229886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112586775826229886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-memoriam-alexandru-paleologu1919.html' title='In memoriam Alexandru Paleologu(1919-2005)'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112577553996756293</id><published>2005-09-03T21:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:21:50.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>!Romania - Czech Republic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/imgzoom_31165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/imgzoom_31165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;This is the face of the VICTORY! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Bravo Adrian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minute 80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROMANIA - 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Czech Republic - 0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;********* 25 minutes after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The game finished, it's 22:55, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Romania-Czech Republic 2 - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The two goals were of Adrian MUTU's(min. 27; min. 57)! I told you he is the best! Now, Koller was defeated! Ha, ha, ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clasament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. The Nedherlands - 25p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Romania - 22p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Czech Rep. - 21p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Finland - 13p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Macedonia - 8p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Andorra - 5p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Armenia - 4p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112577553996756293?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112577553996756293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112577553996756293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112577553996756293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112577553996756293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/romania-czech-republic.html' title='!Romania - Czech Republic'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112576819577280916</id><published>2005-09-03T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T09:53:20.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way to WC 2006 - Germany</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian Mutu - the brilliant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/DSC01693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/DSC01693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was last time! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian! now is the revenge time! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mutu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mutu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian MUTU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/koller2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/koller2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan Koller - the enemy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a few minutes the decisive match will start! our football team will meet the Czech Republic's football team; Ha ha , it will be a great duel between Adrian Mutu and Jan Koller! Ha, ha, ha but Mutu is better than Koller! Ha, ha, ha ... I can wait to see the match...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112576819577280916?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112576819577280916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112576819577280916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112576819577280916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112576819577280916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-way-to-wc-2006-germany.html' title='On the way to WC 2006 - Germany'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112569256113805539</id><published>2005-09-02T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:22:42.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A great lost for our nation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PALATUL COTROCENI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADMINISTRATIA PREZIDENTIALA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRESEDINTELE ROMANIEI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOMNUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAIAN BASESCU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stema2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/stema2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMUNICAT DE PRESÃ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2 septembrie 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preşedintele României a aflat cu profundă durere vestea morţii lui Alexandru Paleologu, personalitate de seamă a culturii şi vieţii politice româneşti.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prezenţa lui Alexandru Paleologu în viaţa politică şi civică de după 1989 rămâne pentru noi toţi un model de rafinament, echilibru şi farmec irezistibil.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adresând sincere condoleanţe familiei îndoliate, Preşedintele României îşi exprimă încrederea şi speranţa că lecţia înaltă a domnului Paleologu va cunoaşte în societatea românească roadele pe care le merită din plin un mare spirit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departamentul de Comunicare Publica &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02 Septembrie 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Alexandru_Paleologu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Alexandru_Paleologu1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEXANDRU PALEOLOGU(1919-2005)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night, the last boyard(nobleman), Sir Alexandru PALEOLOGU died at 86 years old. He was a great spirit, a true aristocrat and an intellectual; he served 14 years in the comunist prisons for his liberal ideas, for a free ROMANIA; he was a hero, he was a model, he was a gentleman... we'll miss him! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEXANDRU PALEOLOGU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born: March 14, 1919, Bucharest&lt;br /&gt;Married to Olimpia Ionescu,  one son, Theodor Paleologu(Romania's ambassador in Denmarck)&lt;br /&gt;Studies:&lt;br /&gt;       "Spiru Haret" High School, Bucharest&lt;br /&gt;       Graduate from the Faculty of Law, University of Bucharest&lt;br /&gt;Career:&lt;br /&gt;       1944-1945 - Referee at the Romanian Commission for Armistice Application&lt;br /&gt;       1946-1948 - Attaché of Legation at the Royal Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Romania. Wanted by "Securitate" (Communist Intelligence Service), he succeeds to escape and lives clandestinely in Câmpulung town till 1956&lt;br /&gt;       1956-1959 - Scientific Researcher at the Romanian Academy Institute for Arts History, Section for Old Art &lt;br /&gt;       1959 - Arrested and condemned to 14 years of forced labor&lt;br /&gt;       1964 - Freed by Decree and reintegrated into the same Institute, Section for Theatre&lt;br /&gt;       1967-1970 - Literary Secretary, Theatre "C.I.Nottara", Bucharest&lt;br /&gt;       1970-1976 - Editor, "Cartea Româneasca" Publishing House&lt;br /&gt;       February 1 - June 7, 1990 - Ambassador of Romania to France&lt;br /&gt;       1992-1996 - Senator, Party of the Civic Alliance (PAC) and independent, Arges Electoral District&lt;br /&gt;       1996-2000 - Senator, National Liberal Party(PNL), Vrancea Electoral District&lt;br /&gt;       Member of the Commission on Human Rights&lt;br /&gt;       Member of the Commission on Foreign Policy&lt;br /&gt;       2000-2004 - Senator, National Liberal Party(PNL), Bucharest Electoral District&lt;br /&gt;       Member of the Senate Commission on Culture, Cults, Arts and Mass Media&lt;br /&gt;Publishing Activity:&lt;br /&gt;       "Spiritul si litera. Eseuri critice" (Spirit and Letter. Critical Essays), 1970&lt;br /&gt;       "Bunul-simt ca paradox. Eseuri" (Common Sense as a Paradox. Essays), 1972&lt;br /&gt;       "Simtul practic. Eseuri si polemici" (Practical Sense. Essays and Polemics), 1974&lt;br /&gt;       "Treptele lumii sau calea catre sine a lui Mihail Sadoveanu" (The World Stages or the Road to himself of Mihail Sadoveanu), 1978&lt;br /&gt;       "Ipoteze de lucru. Studii si eseuri literare" (Working Premises. Literary Studies and Essays), 1980&lt;br /&gt;       "Alchimia existentei. Eseuri si portrete" (Alchemy of Existence. Essays and Portraits), 1983. Second Edition, revised, 1997&lt;br /&gt;       "Souvenir merveilleux d'un ambassadeur des golans" (Marvelous Memories of the 'Golans' Ambassador), Ballard Publishing House, 1992; Humanitas Publishing House, 1993&lt;br /&gt;       "Minunatele amintiri ale unui ambasador al golanilor", 1992&lt;br /&gt;       "Sfidarea memoriei" (Memory Challenge), 1995&lt;br /&gt;       "Despre lucruri cu adevarat importante" (About things really important), 1997; second edition 1998&lt;br /&gt;       "Interlocutiuni" (Colloquia), 1997&lt;br /&gt;Affiliations:&lt;br /&gt;       Member of the Writers Union of Romania (since 1967)&lt;br /&gt;Prizes and Awards:&lt;br /&gt;       2000 - Prize of Excellence in the Romanian Culture, awarded by the National Foundation for Science and Arts and "Curentul" Press Group, under the patronage of the Romanian President, Mr. Emil Constantinescu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112569256113805539?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112569256113805539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112569256113805539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112569256113805539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112569256113805539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/great-lost-for-our-nation.html' title='A great lost for our nation'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112561368870298105</id><published>2005-09-02T00:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:28:08.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Trident of  fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/untitled1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, speaking of girls, I like these girls(Trident is a romanian pop-band), as a matter of fact, I like their geans... imagine a nice boy wearing this...   :D&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't shoot mE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112561368870298105?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112561368870298105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112561368870298105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112561368870298105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112561368870298105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/trivia.html' title='Trivia'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112560576375348835</id><published>2005-09-01T11:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:16:06.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day at the office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;               Another day at my office(come on, you know very well which office! of course it's my LIFE! lol...), yes, I wake up in the morning, after a long night of agony(okie, I'm exaggerating a little bit - :D), and I've turned on my Tv, watched the news, took my breakfast and then I've learned a little bit...and I was thinking of mE, maybe I was to blame in our relationship? maybe I wasn't efficient enough? and in the end, maybe I was to harsh on him? I wonder what he is thinking now? He is thinking at mE, at US? 'cause I'm, and I really don't know what to do? ... In the afternoon, again Tv - this time I was so pie-eyed that I watched for an hour a german show(and I don't know german, lol, just a few words! lol)... my mind was so rigid, so weak...it didn't help mE at all...   I've fall into a profound sleep - a few minutes ago my phone wake me up - and it wasn't a dream! - he was calling mE... for forgiveness... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112560576375348835?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112560576375348835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112560576375348835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112560576375348835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112560576375348835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-day-at-office.html' title='Another day at the office'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112552692352704020</id><published>2005-09-01T00:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:49:09.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Scriptum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I will miss his smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112552692352704020?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112552692352704020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112552692352704020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112552692352704020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112552692352704020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-scriptum.html' title='Post Scriptum'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112552593167358772</id><published>2005-08-31T23:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:19:21.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions - part II: My favourite colour is green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm alone...my boyfriend betrayed mE! - :( - I'll be short: What kind of person can be that who is keep telling you thaty he &lt;em&gt;loves you&lt;/em&gt;, and behind your back is playing pranks with other boyz? A mean person...I guess ?... Oh god, I was so blind! maybe because I've loved him so much? I remember the first day when I saw him... a few weeks ago... he was so funny, so cute, so "to be interested in"... and after all the time spent together(and it was a lot! it's break! lol) he met someone else and he left mE behind... I will never forgive him! There no way back; no return...it was so beautiful, but now I have to face the truth - he cares about another boy - ... - He is so stupid! I loved him - I love him? Oh god! it's so difficult_that's the price for my credulousness and my integrity -&gt; now, I know - Thank you my boy: my eyes, now, are opened! and you know what? Still my favourite colour is green...lol &lt;blockquote&gt;to be continued&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112552593167358772?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112552593167358772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112552593167358772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112552593167358772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112552593167358772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/confessions-part-ii-my-favourite.html' title='Confessions - part II: My favourite colour is green'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112524417646794563</id><published>2005-08-28T16:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T17:49:36.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions - part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Emil Cioran said once: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"A long pain can transform you in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;an imbecile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;a saint&lt;/em&gt;",&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I admit: I'm an imbecile! I can't be a saint because I'm an huge imbecile; All my life was a  concatenation of disappointments... I'm still proud of myself that I didn't committed suicide - YET!, (maybe because I'm a coward boy? who knows?), but I'm an imbecile in my daily life...I don't know how to love my boy nowise(That's what he's telling mE! lol), maybe I forgot how to love, maybe I'm too tired to see the love in front of mE, maybe I'm getting crazy, maybe... I don't know? Too much of maybes and no answers at all; I'm sitting alone in my room and I think my past life - it's been some years since I've accepted to be what I felt in a certain day... - and beside beautiful memories, there is also all my defeats(so many! lol). If I'm obliged to see my life as an succession of good/bad memories, well, I'm afraid that the balance will hang towards the bad ones... so many nights when I could't sleep, so many nights when I've sobed, so many nights when I've meditated of mE and... all this... in vain! lol - I'm an huge imbecile, maybe for the first time in my "Life" I wish that I was straight and not homosexual! and this is a bad finding for mE(I've always considered myself as a person who accepted very well the gayness!); yes, in the middle of a crisis(like mine) I must  shrank into myself and try to understand what really happened with mE! Somewhere there must be a breach, a deep one, which torn my soul  irremediable. Thinking of my imbecility, I can see that I must change something in my life, but what? I'm ready for a change? Can I change the way I'm? I'm so scared! The best thing is that I found out that I'm scared of myself, of my own mE; there must be a way to see all the things with another eye! and if there is not, there must be invented one! lol... I'm so excited and so miserable... I even can't stand to see my face in a mirror... I'm so disgusting! lol... yack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112524417646794563?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112524417646794563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112524417646794563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112524417646794563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112524417646794563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/confessions-part-i.html' title='Confessions - part I'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112490520647143738</id><published>2005-08-24T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:40:06.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romanian omlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;From the european folklore(2005):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you prepare a romanian omlet?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You steal two eggs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112490520647143738?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112490520647143738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112490520647143738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112490520647143738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112490520647143738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/romanian-omlet.html' title='Romanian omlet'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112488190457944565</id><published>2005-08-24T12:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:26:11.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Proust's questionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yesterday I bought my favourite cultural magazine, "Dilema Veche", and I saw an interesting questionnaire, made by Marcel Proust; so, I filled it myself, and look what was the result=a sort of mE: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;1. Your main feature:&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity&lt;br /&gt;2. The quality that I like to find to a man:&lt;br /&gt;Power and intelect&lt;br /&gt;3. The quality that I like to find to a women:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Perversity and intelect&lt;br /&gt;4. What I value most to my friends:&lt;br /&gt;Their power of understanding&lt;br /&gt;5. Your main defect:&lt;br /&gt;Pride&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favourite occupation:&lt;br /&gt;Observing people and reading&lt;br /&gt;7. The happiness I dream of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;To be happy&lt;br /&gt;8. The worst thing that could happen to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Not to find my peace&lt;br /&gt;9. The place where I like to live:&lt;br /&gt;In my home, in a Kingdom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;10. Your favourite colour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;11. The flower you like:&lt;br /&gt;The tulip&lt;br /&gt;12. Your favourite bird:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;The crow&lt;br /&gt;13. Your favourite prose writers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Martha Bibescu, Oscar Wilde, Eugen Ionescu, Emil Cioran, Henry Miller, Paul Goma, Mateiu I. Caragiale, F. Scott Fitzgerald,&lt;br /&gt;14. Your favourite poets:&lt;br /&gt;Alexandru Macedonski, Mihai Eminescu, Ana Blandiana, Carmen Sylva(Regina Elisabeta a Romaniei)&lt;br /&gt;15. Your favourite heros(men) from literature:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Stefan Gheorghidiu(Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi-Camil Petrescu), Alain(Maitrey-Mircea Eliade), Gore Pirgu(Craii de Curtea Veche-Mateiu I. Caragiale), Gatsby(The Great Gatsby-F. Scott Fitzgerald),&lt;br /&gt;16. Your favourite heros(women) from literature:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Brontë sisters heros(Jane Eyre), Maitrey(Maitrey-Mircea Eliade), Aglae Tulea(Enigma Otiliei-G. Calinescu),&lt;br /&gt;17. Your favourite composers:&lt;br /&gt;Bizet, Enescu, Porumbescu, Beethoven, Vivaldi&lt;br /&gt;18.Your favourite painters:&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra Nechita, Sabin Balasa, Rene Magritte&lt;br /&gt;19. Your favourite heros from the real life:&lt;br /&gt;H.M. King Mihai I, H.H. Pope Benedict XVI, Nelson Mandela,&lt;br /&gt;20. What do I hate most:&lt;br /&gt;Bad taste and stupidity&lt;br /&gt;21. The quality that I liked to have it from my birth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Unconstraintness&lt;br /&gt;22. How do I like to die:&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the middle of a tempest&lt;br /&gt;23. Your mistakes that inspires you the most indulgence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Misplaced comments&lt;br /&gt;24. Your motto:&lt;br /&gt;“There is no sin except stupidity”&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I guess ...this is mE?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/12718203-112488190457944565?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112488190457944565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112488190457944565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112488190457944565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112488190457944565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/prousts-questionnaire.html' title='Proust&apos;s questionnaire'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112473311393431477</id><published>2005-08-22T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T19:51:53.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;This song was written in 1978 by Luc Plamondon, and interpreted first by Michel Berger (1978), a great french singer but my favorite version is that of Céline Dion.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un garçon pas comme les autres (Ziggy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Je suis folle de lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;C'est un garçon pas comme les autres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Mais moi je l'aime c'est pas d'ma faute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Même si je sais qu'il ne m'aimera jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Je suis folle de lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;La première fois que je l'ai vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;J'me suis jetée sur lui dans la rue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;J'lui ai seulement dit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Que j'avais envie de lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Il était quatre heures du matin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;J'étais seule et j'avais besoin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;De parler à quelqu'un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Il m'a dit viens prendre un café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Et on s'est raconté nos vies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;On a ri, on a pleuré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Oui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Dans sa tête il y a que d'la musique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Il vend des disques dans une boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;On dirait qu'il vit dans une autre galaxie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Tous les soirs, il m'emmène danser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Dans des endroits très très gais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Où il a des tas d'amis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Oui, je sais, il aime les garçons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Je devrais me faire une raison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Essayer de l'oublier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Mais, Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Je suis folle de lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;C'est un garçon pas comme les autres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Et moi je l'aime c'est pas de ma faute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Même si je sais qu'il ne m'aimera jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112473311393431477?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112473311393431477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112473311393431477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112473311393431477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112473311393431477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112471484465457211</id><published>2005-08-22T15:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:00:37.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Off the record" = Basescu vs. Stanescu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Off the record"&lt;br /&gt;Basescu vs. Stanescu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today at 15:00&lt;/span&gt; - "Ziaristul care m-a sunat a fost Sorin Rosca Stanescu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"The journalist who called me up was Sorin Rosca Stanescu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President of Romania, Mr. Traian Basescu&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eu nu spun prostii!"(I'm not saying rubish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...but who is deceiving us, Mr. President? this is the question!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; A hot summer indeed! A few minutes ago(15:00) the president of Romania, Mr. Traian Basescu, finished a three hours meeting with the Romanian Press Club(Clubul Roman de Presa-C.R.P.) in which he revealed the name of the journalist who threatened him on the phone a few weeks ago. Well, now we know thw name of the man who threatened the head of the state: Mr. Sorin Rosca Stanescu, director of three newspapers and a very serious journalist. The problem is very delicate because the president has no proofs, and Mr. Sorin Rosca Stanescu specified that he will sue the president for the image damage he caused during this estival scandal; ok, is there a possibility that the president misleaded the public opinion? Is posible that Traian Basescu deceived the people? If he did, he is not for the first time, so we have a big problem! we have a mendacious president! but what if the director of the Ziua newspaper threatened the president of Romania? What if a serious journalist became an impostor and had this impudence! yes, but we know that the scandal is more deep that this phone-threaten: the president Traian Basescu is claiming also that Sorin Rosca Stanescu and another two businessmen persuaded the Prime-minister of Romania, Mr. Calin Popescu-Tariceanu, not to resign! so, the issue is far from being easily understood and the disagreements between the president of Romania and the director of Ziua newspaper are superannuated.&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/12718203-112471484465457211?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112471484465457211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112471484465457211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112471484465457211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112471484465457211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/off-record-basescu-vs-stanescu.html' title='&quot;Off the record&quot; = Basescu vs. Stanescu'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112471161707451304</id><published>2005-08-22T14:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:05:25.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The new ministries are much the same with the ex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's 14:30 - The prime-minister Calin Popescu-Tariceanu just announced the new ministries - my opinion: this guys are not fit for the government! they're so unknown!&lt;br /&gt;so, the new ministries are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. former State Minister in charge with the coordination of activities in the economic field, Gheorghe SECULICI(relative with the president Traian Basescu! lol!) &gt; with Gheorghe POGEA(President of Democratic Party of the Hunedoara county) - a unknown, the second man in the government after the Prime-minster! - ? - who's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. former Minister of Public Finance, Ionut POPESCU &gt; with Sebastian VLADESCU(former Secretary of state in the Ministry of Industry and Commerce-1997 and in the Ministry of Finance-2000), a member of the National-Liberal Party with a strong economic background, but a dubious businessman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. former Minister of European Integration, Ene DINGA &gt; with Anca Daniela BOAGIU(former Minister of Transportation-1999-2000; Member of the Chamber of deputies since 2000), member of the Democratic Party, a bad minister and a silent deputy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. former Minister of Health, Mircea CINTAZA &gt; with Eugen Nicolaescu(former speaker of the National-Liberal Party), a bad manager;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion: nothing really changed; you can't change some ministries just to change them, you have to put specialists instead...but, I'm saying...I'm hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112471161707451304?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112471161707451304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112471161707451304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112471161707451304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112471161707451304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-ministries-are-much-same-with-ex.html' title='The new ministries are much the same with the ex'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112470201338871110</id><published>2005-08-22T10:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T11:13:33.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nothingness is mE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Trebui sa invatam sa gandim impotriva indoielilor si certitudinilor noastre"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;"We have to learn to think against our doubts and incertitudes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Emil Cioran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Each time I can't sleep I read Emil Cioran - last night it happened again - my favourite book is &lt;em&gt;On the Heights of&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Despair&lt;/em&gt;(1934) (in romanian: &lt;em&gt;Pe culmile disperarii&lt;/em&gt;). He wrote this amazing book when he was 23, and because of the popularity of it he earned a scholarship to study abroad. This is not important but the message of it!=even when the world has no meaning, we can still have our own &lt;em&gt;garden&lt;/em&gt; to play in; as long as we realise that no one else will see our garden – to them it is a sewer or desert, an ocean or a tower. "How important can it be that I &lt;strong&gt;suffer&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; think&lt;/strong&gt;? … Although I feel that my tragedy is the greatest in history – greater than the fall of empires – I am nevertheless aware of my total insignificance. I am absolutely persuaded that &lt;strong&gt;I am nothing&lt;/strong&gt; in this universe; … This world is not worth a sacrifice in the name of an &lt;strong&gt;idea &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;belief&lt;/strong&gt;. … Let history crumble into dust. Why should I bother? Let death appear in a ridiculous light; suffering, limited and unrevealing; enthusiasm, impure; life, rational; life’s dialectics, logical rather than demonic;&lt;strong&gt; despair&lt;/strong&gt;, minor and partial; eternity, just a word; &lt;strong&gt;the experience of nothingness&lt;/strong&gt;, an illusion; fatality, &lt;strong&gt;a joke&lt;/strong&gt;!" (Emil Cioran, 1992, pp. 33-34) - In bold letters I can see Myself! oh, yes, this is mE: Suffer, Think, I am nothing, Idea, Belief, Despair, The experience of nothingness, a Joke = this is my life now! A huge joke...this is the truth* I admit* as long as all truths are only true in a context. But I need truth, I need expression and meaning. So I turn to &lt;em&gt;the most absolute truth&lt;/em&gt; I can find – my own inner subjectivity(&lt;strong&gt;trying-to-be-myself&lt;/strong&gt;)... but it's so hard, because I live and I really don't know why? but if I will die, I'm sure that I'll know very well, thanks to Cioran, - because of the conquering nothingness in mE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;"Oricat m-as fi zbatut eu in aceasta lume si oricat m-as fi separat de ea, distanta dintre mine si ea n-a facut decat sa mi-o faca mai accesibila."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Emil Cioran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112470201338871110?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112470201338871110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112470201338871110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112470201338871110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112470201338871110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/nothingness-is-me.html' title='nothingness is mE'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112465866978716020</id><published>2005-08-21T12:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:15:48.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;It's almost 00:00 and I can't sleep - as usual in the past days - and I'm thinking a lot of ...nothing at all; It's so "relaxing" and in the same time so scaring! Well, I'm used to think at real stuffs, at problems in general, and this uncertain way of being is so fucking frustrating; It's like I'm living in Neverland a.k.a Romania("a mother fucker country"! - where one thing is very important: everything is unlimited!/B.U.G. Mafia/), okie, so we have a unlimited future in a country with a limited future in the next years; I really don't want to think further at this point of my life - I can say that my private life is doing well, but with a lot of stops, but it's ok, I'm used to them! - come what may! you know, I really want that everything ends sooner! I want a break! I need a break of thinking! even now, when I'm thinking of nothing I'm not feeling like I should! yes, I'm about to enter in my second spiritual crisis(the first was when I finished my highschool - 2001 -); I'm feeling so weak and so silly; I can't concentrate more than a few minutes... and the kingdom of Nothing is invading mE, and I surrender quickly to the new administration(the Administration of the Nothing Things in my Mind) which leads mE to(the think that I hate so much!!) &lt;em&gt;Compromise; ...&lt;/em&gt; and this way I'm not free anymore, I'm not in my shoes for a long period of time in which the "thinking of nothing" is preparing the pathway to something else... maybe my real life? well, I guess it's about time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;forget it...lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112465866978716020?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112465866978716020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112465866978716020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112465866978716020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112465866978716020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/thinking-of-nothing.html' title='Thinking of Nothing'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112463809085272874</id><published>2005-08-21T05:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:15:17.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Milano 2005 - fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/milano%202005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/milano%202005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Milano - 2005&lt;br /&gt;He's perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112463809085272874?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112463809085272874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112463809085272874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112463809085272874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112463809085272874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/milano-2005-fashion.html' title='Milano 2005 - fashion'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112454626101377989</id><published>2005-08-20T15:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:06:44.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stufstock 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vama-afis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/vama-afis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Stufstock 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Save Vama Veche!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/harta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/harta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The last resort of the romanian shore - Vama Veche(The Old Border)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vama_veche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/vama_veche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vama at day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/umbrele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/umbrele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vama at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/medatand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/medatand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;My favourite stufstockian: "The meditating guy" :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The unique sky of Vama Veche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/apus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/apus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ok: The beginning of a day at Vama Veche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;:)), this is for Roxa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...-/*/*/-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;STUFSTOCK 3 - THE ULTIMATE DEFINITION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ce este viata? Viata este ca un film porno suedez subtitrat in olandeza. Adica intelegi actiunea fara sa prinzi si sensul povestii. Mai exact, n-o sa intelegi niciodata de ce negrul nu a ramas cu blonda, desi la inceput parea ca se iubeau. Uite-asa a inceput si Stufstock-ul: stiam ca vrem sa salvam Vama, dar nu stiam exact de cine. De negri? De blonde? Ce-am inteles noi, insa, este ca povestea a mers mai departe al dracului de bine - si asa am ajuns la Stufstock 3. De cine vrem sa salvam Vama si anul asta? Pai, probabil cam de aceleasi lucruri: de mama aluia care-a inventat plasticul, de tatal aluia care-a inventat pet-ul de bere aruncat chiar linga cos, de bunicul aluia care-a inventat textila si chilotii tetra, de nepotii aluia care-a inventat maneaua, iar dusmanii-i poarta pica. Si poate ca, anul asta, Stufstock-ul nu mai e doar impotriva a ceva, ci si PENTRU ceva: pentru toate cuplurile discrete care stiu ca a face dragoste in cort nu se compara cu nimic in lume si care nu ne-au deranjat niciodata de cind venim la Vama - pentru ei, deci -, pentru cei mai frumosi sani care si-au scris declaratia de independenta inca de acum 10-15 ani, pe nisipul plajelor pustii din Vama de odinioara, pentru cei mai frumosi barbati care stiau sa joace bridge la fel de bine si in costum, dar mai ales in costumul lui Adam, si pentru toate Evele care si-au pierdut ingenuitatea in Vama - asadar, pentru cei care stiu sa iubeasca tare si apasat, am decis: si anul asta, mergem la Stufstock! Mama, imi dai si mie bani de tren, ca de restul ma descurc in Vama!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dragos Musat, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Academia Catavencu(Organiser)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's life? Well, life is like a swedish porn movie subtitrated in dutch. Meaning: you understand the action but you don't the message. So, you will never understand why the black boy didn't remained with the blonde girl, even at the begining they were in love; like this, started the festival; at first we know that we want to save Vama Veche(the Black Sea resort)! but from whom? from the blacks? from the blondes? well, the story went very good, and now we are at the third edition! This year we want to save Vama Veche again! but from whom? well, from the same things, I guess: from those who throw plastics on the beach, from those who invented manele(OMG! S.O.S. from manele!) etc., but this is year is not only for saving the resort but also for those who know that making love in a tente is the most beautiful thing in the world, for those who freed themselves on this beaches 10-15 years ago! for those beautiful men who know how to play bridge in a nice suit but better in the Adam's suit, for those Eves who lost their virginity on the Vama Veche beaches. So, for those who know how to love hard! We've decided: this year we go again to Stufstock! Mom can you give me some money for the train? cause' the rest... I'll handle there...at Vama..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite festival just began last night at Vama Veche - on the border with our beloved neighbourghs(the bulgarians) - I'm so upset that this year I'm not there because of the bad weather, but my soul is with all the stufstockians(vamaiotzi) from there! Go party guys!!! Make love! Keep clean Vama noastra!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. this year a special guest was there - of course as a participant in the audiance - well, you will never guess who is that? the minister of justice, MONICA MACOVEI - one of the most loved ministers of the gouvernement... Go Monica!! that's good! We love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112454626101377989?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112454626101377989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112454626101377989&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454626101377989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454626101377989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/stufstock-3.html' title='Stufstock 3'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112454545317425573</id><published>2005-08-20T15:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T17:04:44.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The face of the Devil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/lumi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/lumi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DEVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;also known as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUMINITA SOLCAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;36 years old &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Romanian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112454545317425573?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112454545317425573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112454545317425573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454545317425573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454545317425573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/face-of-devil.html' title='The face of the Devil!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112454171858628944</id><published>2005-08-20T14:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T15:52:41.713+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A last pray for brother Roger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/petru1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/petru1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His Holiness Petru Gherghel(above, in the middle), Roman-catholic Bishop of Iasi prayed, in a special sermon at the catholic cathedral Adormirea Maicii Domnului in Iasi, for the soul of good brother Roger killed so cruel by one of our sisters; We, the catholics from Moldova prayed with our beloved bishop for the soul of brother Roger and for forgiveness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/gherghel_stema1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/gherghel_stema1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS Petru Gherghel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Episcop de Iasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;COMUNICAT DE PRESĂ &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Durere şi consternare pentru asasinarea fratelui Roger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Comunitatea romano-catolică din Iaşi a aflat cu durere vestea asasinării, marţi, 16 august, a fratelui Roger de la Taizé, un om şi un lider spiritual pe care toţi l-au preţuit şi iubit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Durerea a fost mărită de vestea că asasinatul a fost comis de către o tânără catolică, cu tulburări psihice, din Iaşi, în timpul rugăciunii de seară din Biserica Reconcilierii din Taizé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preasfinţitul Petru Gherghel, episcop romano-catolic de Iaşi, a trimis miercuri, 17 august, o scrisoare Comunităţii din Taizé, prin care îşi exprimă durerea pentru cele întâmplate, asigurându-i pe fraţii din Taizé de rugăciunile Preasfinţiei sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunitatea din Iaşi este consternată şi regretă un asemenea gest nemaiîntâlnit şi neaşteptat. Condamnăm astfel de manifestări pe care nu le promovăm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntem îndureraţi cu toţii şi exprimăm totala noastră preţuire şi consideraţie pentru marele frate Roger, care avea atâta deschidere creştină şi ecumenică. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Împărtăşind aceste sentimente, exprimăm regretul nostru pentru cele întâmplate, sperând ca Dumnezeul milostivirilor să arate îndurare faţă de tânăra care a comis acest gest necugetat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În numele întregii comunităţi catolice din Iaşi, exprimăm fratelui Alois, noul lider al Comunităţii din Taizé, precum şi fraţilor şi simpatizanţilor acestei comunităţi, durerea noastră şi comuniunea în rugăciune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne rugăm lui Dumnezeu şi cerem ca fratele Roger să fie primit în împărăţia veşnică. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iaşi, 17 august 2005 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112454171858628944?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112454171858628944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112454171858628944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454171858628944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112454171858628944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-pray-for-brother-roger.html' title='A last pray for brother Roger'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112440020033238837</id><published>2005-08-18T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:39:14.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotroceni - Comunicat de presa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stema.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROMANIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stema.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PALATUL COTROCENI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ADMINISTRATIA PREZIDENTIALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stema.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/stema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/stema.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;COMUNICAT DE PRESÃ(18 august 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Preşedintele României, Traian Băsescu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;îşi exprimă mâhnirea faţă de moartea tragică a Fratelui Roger Schulz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESS COMMUNIQUE(August 18th, 2005)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The president of Romania, Traian Băsescu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is expressing his sadness face to the tragic death of father Roger Schulz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Dispariţia Fratelui Roger Schulz a produs o adâncă amărăciune poporului nostru care deplânge atât pierderea unui mare spirit al creştinătăţii, cât şi nefasta implicare a unui cetăţean român în tragicul eveniment ce a pus capăt unei vieţi dedicate integral semenilor săi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Simbol al dăruirii, al reconcilierii şi al speranţei, Fratele Roger şi-a asumat, alături de mari personalităţi creştine, precum Papa Ioan Paul al II-lea şi Maica Tereza, misiunea dialogului religios şi a compasiunii faţă de cei aflaţi în suferinţă. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Vizitând România la începutul anilor ‘90, el a contribuit esenţial, prin prezenţa sa fraternă, la dezvoltarea relaţiilor ecumenice, având un ecou durabil în rândul tinerilor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Preşedintele Băsescu este convins că spiritul întregii activităţi a Fratelui Roger va continua să lucreze în comunitatea pe care a fondat-o - una dintre cele mai importante expresii ale mişcării ecumenice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departamentul de Comunicare Publica 18 August 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112440020033238837?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112440020033238837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112440020033238837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112440020033238837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112440020033238837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/cotroceni-comunicat-de-presa.html' title='Cotroceni - Comunicat de presa'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112439956257439787</id><published>2005-08-18T22:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:03:24.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A romanian woman assassinated brother Roger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The case of the Romanian woman who murdered Brother Roger, the founder of the ecumenical community from Taize, has shocked the whole of Christianity. The woman, called Luminita Solcan, aged 36, is the daughter of a teacher of mathematics from Iasi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctors of the Socola Neuropsychiatry Hospital of Iasi yesterday confirmed that Luminita Solcan had been suffering from psychological disorders since adolescence and she was later on diagnosed with schizophrenia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first schizophrenic states, doctors say, emerged when Luminita was 14. In 2000, she was taken to the Mental Disorders Laboratory for a medical check up on the request of her employer. Her records were then registered with the Socola Neuropsychiatry Hospital of Iasi in 2003, when she was taken there with schizophrenia. “The French Embassy has requested to see her medical records. The information there in is confidential for the time investigations are on. All I can say is that she qualified for free drugs, but the disorder reactivates if treatment is discontinued. When patients with schizophrenia refuse to take the medication, hallucinations and delirium will emerge. The frequency of such disorders differs with the type of schizophrenia. In such cases mystical delirium is also possible, those cases in which the patients believe they can hear the voice of God,” Doctor Virginia Marinescu of the Socola Hospital explains. The neighbours and the persons close to Solcan family say however that Luminita was very secluded, sometimes saying that she was hearing voices, had visions and was getting angry with them for worrying her, sending extra terrestrials to her home. Another neighbour says that Luminita was laughing all the time, and saying that the people from Taize were following her willing to harm her. Returning from France, Luminita Solcan should have gone with her mother to Cluj-Napoca where the latter was to have surgery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An anonymous person in Taize movement. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Iasi, the sympathizers of “Taize movement” are rallying in a praying group consisting almost permanently of almost 200 persons, but not any of them knows Luminita. “I don’t know this woman. If I see her, maybe I would recognise her. But I don’t know her by the name. Yet, if she were a member of our group, I would have definitely known her,” declared Cornel Arva, representative of Taize group from Iasi. “Luminita did not leave with the group of four persons from Iasi who went to Taize, where over 25,000 persons from around the world rally every summer, nor did she go there with the 230 persons from Iasi who went to the World Days of Youth in Cologne. She did not go there with the blessing of our church. She went there alone, on a private visit, with a tourist visa. She is a catholic, and insofar as I know she had been suffering from a psychiatric condition for several years, probably since the last years in Faculty,” Priest Cornel Cadar, representative of the Roman-Catholic Diocese from Iasi, said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Premeditation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although everybody was taken unaware by the gesture of the Romanian woman, the first clues pointing to the lack of discrimination of the woman who perpetrated the crime because of her psychiatric troubles, it seems that everything has been premeditated. According to the prosecutor who investigates the case, the woman had purchased a knife on Monday from Cluny, a settlement close to Taize. Justice requested a psychiatric evaluation, but, “further to preliminary examinations, it was decided that the admission to hospital was unnecessary.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freemason plot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to France’s Prosecutor General, the Romanian woman said only she wanted to do was warn Father Roger of a freemason plot, being prepared against him. The Romanian Luminita Solcanu offered very vague information about the idea of a plot. Following an examination, the psychiatric specialists established that the 36-year-old woman suffered from paranoiac delirium. The doctors are also analysing other series of medical examinations, before giving a diagnosis. According to the investigators, the woman confirmed her initial statement, that she had put the knife to the priest’s neck only to make him to listen to her. He then turned the head and was injured. The prosecutor claims that from a medical point of view, the statement can’t be true and we are dealing with a voluntary murder. Besides, the psychological illness seems to be confirmed by her statement: “It wasn’t me who did this, but someone else.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bewilderment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thousands of Romanian youth and priests, who had known Brother Roger on the occasion of the pilgrimages to Taize, are bewildered and afflicted by the deed or their country fellows. “People compared him to Pope. He was an extraordinary man, who tried to include in his activity all those who were in quest of redemption. We, the Romanians, are feeling an even more profound pain, because a countrywoman of ours could put an end to the life of a saint,” estimated priest Nicolae Bordasiu, from the ecumenical church of Saint Sylvester, one of the initiators of the pilgrimages to Taize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The priest Petru Gherghel, Roman-Catholic Bishop of Iasi, has sent a letter to the Community of Taize, through which he voices his pain for what has happened, assuring the brothers from Taize of his prayers. “The Community of Iasi is bewildered and regrets such an unexpected gesture. We blame such deeds, which we are not promoting. We are all afflicted and express our entire praise and consideration for our great Brother Roger, who had such a Christian and ecumenical opening. We are sharing these feelings, expressing our regret for what has happened, and hoping that God will show mercy to the young woman who has perpetrated this inconsiderate gesture,” reads the letter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112439956257439787?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112439956257439787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112439956257439787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112439956257439787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112439956257439787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/romanian-woman-assassinated-brother.html' title='A romanian woman assassinated brother Roger!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112437026266621574</id><published>2005-08-18T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T15:04:22.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Spanish? strange! lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner European is Spanish!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/european/spanish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring the party with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner European?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112437026266621574?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112437026266621574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112437026266621574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112437026266621574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112437026266621574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-spanish-strange-lol.html' title='Me? Spanish? strange! lol'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112436937327400007</id><published>2005-08-18T14:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:49:33.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My kisses are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffa5b2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffa5b2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Part Freaky Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/freaky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss, you want to experience something new&lt;br /&gt;A new technique, a new partner, a new piercing...&lt;br /&gt;And your own personal kissing style is very unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;There's no saying where your tongue or hands will go&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112436937327400007?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112436937327400007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112436937327400007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436937327400007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436937327400007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-kisses-are.html' title='My kisses are...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112436870966930555</id><published>2005-08-18T14:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:38:29.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2004 hit song! lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toxic by Britney Spears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/toxic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's getting late&lt;br /&gt;To give you up&lt;br /&gt;I took a sip&lt;br /&gt;From my devil cup&lt;br /&gt;Slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's taking over me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what's a year without breaking a few hearts? Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/2004hitquiz.html"&gt;What 2004 Hit Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112436870966930555?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112436870966930555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112436870966930555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436870966930555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436870966930555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-2004-hit-song-lol.html' title='My 2004 hit song! lol'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112436704648178193</id><published>2005-08-18T14:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:31:09.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/green.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nurturing, kind, and lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Like mother nature, you want to help everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at keeping secrets and tend to be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seeker of harmony, you are a natural peacemaker.&lt;br /&gt;You are good natured and people enjoy your company.&lt;br /&gt;You put people at ease and make them feel at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112436704648178193?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112436704648178193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112436704648178193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436704648178193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436704648178193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-personality.html' title='My personality'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112436611045265477</id><published>2005-08-18T13:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:04:46.433+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My political profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cbe5fe"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Political Profile&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cce2fe"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall&lt;/strong&gt;: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cddffe"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cfdcff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Responsibility&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d0d8ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiscal Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d1d5ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethics&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d2d2ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defense and Crime&lt;/strong&gt;: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Liberal / Conservative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112436611045265477?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112436611045265477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112436611045265477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436611045265477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112436611045265477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-political-profile.html' title='My political profile'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112435130644961041</id><published>2005-08-18T09:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T10:11:09.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Trial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The body of Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;lae Ceausescu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;after 25 years of dictatorship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/omul%20cu%20csaun%20la%20cap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The body of Elena Ceausescu after the execution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/omul%20cu%20csaun%20la%20cap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/omul%20cu%20csaun%20la%20cap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/omul%20cu%20csaun%20la%20cap1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/omul%20cu%20csaun%20la%20cap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Their legacy - a huge House of People in the middle of Bucharest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;considered the second building in the world after the Pentagon... but builded with hundreds of political prisoners...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/250px-Ceausescu_helicopter_leaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/250px-Ceausescu_helicopter_leaving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/crispat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;December 22nd 1989 - Nicolae and Elena Ceausescu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;are leaving the Palace in Bucharest with a helicopter;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;in a few days the army will capture them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;and put them on trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;at Targoviste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/crispat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/crispat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/crispat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/crispat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Nicolae Ceausescu defending the communist ideas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cu%20copilul.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cu%20copilul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/cu%20copilul.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Elena and Nicolae Ceausescu - communist propaganda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cu%20copilul.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/cu%20copilul.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I saw a great documentary about the trial of the Ceausescu family - the dictator Nicolae and his wife, Elena - and after 2 ours in which I remembered all the events, my only question is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Why did we killed them on december 25th - the day in which the Lord id born?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really can't explain that! but I have 2 possible answers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Because the new authorities wanted to make a symbolic fact - to execute the most cruel couple in our history in a day when everyone is enjoying a religious holiday(well, in that days the religious holidays were also forbidden!); maybe that's why they were executed in a holy day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;2. Because the new authorities wanted to get lost their traces sooner - Ion Iliescu(the man who took the power from the dictators in the middle of the Revolution) wanted them dead sooner! maybe to asure his power, and he did a great job = he is now in the books of history as the "father" of free Romania! President of this Romania between 1990-1992; 1992-1996; 2000-2004! and what is Romania now, after his mandates? A ruin! Congrulations M. Ion Iliescu! You destroyed the Dreams of the Revolution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112435130644961041?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112435130644961041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112435130644961041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112435130644961041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112435130644961041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/holy-trial.html' title='The Holy Trial'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112429627988297733</id><published>2005-08-17T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:31:19.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vlad Tepes a.k.a. Dracula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/vlad5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*young prince Vlad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/bran_castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/bran_castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*Bran Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Marie57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Marie57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Marie57.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*Queen Maria I of Romania - lady of the castle in the '20s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;DRACULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, there was a real Dracula, and he was a true prince of darkness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He was Prince Vlad III Dracula, also known as Vlad Tepes, meaning "Vlad the Impaler." The Turks called him Kaziglu Bey, or "the Impaler Prince." He was the prince of Walachia, but, as legend suggests, he was born in Transylvania, which at that time was ruled by Hungary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;According to legend, Walachia was founded in 1290 by a Transylvanian named Radu Negru, or Rudolph the Black. Dracula's grandfather, Prince Mircea the Old, reigned from 1386 to 1418. He fought to keep Walachia independent from the Turks but was forced to pay tribute to them. He and his descendants continued to rule Walachia, but under the suzerainty of the Ottoman Empire (Turkey).&lt;br /&gt;The throne of Walachia was not necessarily passed from father to son. The prince was elected by the country's boyars, or land-owning nobles. This caused fighting among family members, assassinations, and other unpleasantness. Eventually the royal House of Basarab was split into two factions - Mircea's descendants, and the descendants of another prince named Dan II. Dan's descendants were called the Danesti.&lt;br /&gt;Mircea had an illegitimate son, Vlad, born around 1390. He grew up in the court of King Sigismund of Hungary, first probably as a hostage and later as a page. Sigismund, who became the Holy Roman Emperor in 1410, founded a secret fraternal order of knights called the Order of the Dragon to uphold Catholicism and fight Turkey. Vlad was admitted to the Order, probably in 1431. The boyars of Walachia started to call him Dracul, meaning "dragon." Vlad's second son would be known as Dracula, or "son of the dragon." Dracul also meant "devil." So some of Dracula's enemies called him "son of the devil."&lt;br /&gt;Sigismund made Vlad the military governor of Transylvania, a post he held from 1431 to 1435. During that time he lived in the town of Sighisoara or Schassburg. You can still visit the citadel there and even the house where Vlad's son Dracula was born. Today there's a restaurant on the second floor. There's also a mural in the house that may depict Vlad Dracul. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Dracula &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dracula was born in November or December of 1431. His given name was Vlad. He had an older brother, Mircea, and a younger brother, Radu the Handsome. Their mother may have been a Moldavian princess or a Tranyslvanian noble. It is said that she educated Dracula in his early years. Later he was trained for knighthood by an old boyar who had fought the Turks.&lt;br /&gt;Dracula's father was not content to remain a mere governor forever. During his years in Transyvlania, he gathered supporters for his plan to seize Walachia's throne from its current occupant, a Danesti prince named Alexandru I. In late 1436 or early 1437 Vlad Dracul killed Alexandru and became Prince Vlad II.&lt;br /&gt;Vlad was a vassal of Hungary and also had to pay tribute to Hungary's enemy, Turkey. In 1442 Turkey invaded Transylvania. Vlad tried to stay neutral, but Hungary's rulers blamed him and drove him and his family out of Walachia. A Hungarian general, Janos Hunyadi (who may have been the illegitimate son of Emperor Sigismund) made a Danesti named Basarab II the prince of Walachia.&lt;br /&gt;The following year Vlad regained the throne with the help of the sultan of Turkey. In 1444 he sent his two younger sons to Turkey to prove his loyalty. Dracula was about 13. He spent the next four years in Adrianople, Turkey as a hostage.&lt;br /&gt;In 1444 Hungary went to war with Turkey and demanded that Vlad join the crusade. As a member of the Order of the Dragon, Vlad was sworn to obey this summons. But he didn't want to anger the Turks, so he sent his eldest son, Mircea, in his place. The Christian army was demolished at the Battle of Varna, and Vlad and Mircea blamed Janos Hunyadi.&lt;br /&gt;In 1447 Vlad and Mircea were murdered. Mircea was killed by the boyars and merchants of the Walachian city Tirgoviste. There are different stories about how he died - he may have been tortured and burned, or buried alive. Apparently his father died at the same time. Some say that the assassinations were organized by Hunyadi.&lt;br /&gt;Since Vlad and Mircea were dead, and Dracula and Radu were still in Turkey, Hunyadi was able to put a member of the Danesti clan, Vladislav II, on the Walachian throne. The Turks didn't like having a Hungarian puppet in charge of Walachia, so in 1448 they freed Dracula and gave him an army. He was seventeen years old.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that Dracula's little brother Radu chose to remain in Turkey. He had grown up there, and apparently remained loyal to the sultan. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dracula's Reign &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of his Turkish army, Dracula seized the Walachian throne. However, he only ruled for two months before Hunyadi forced him into exile in Moldavia. Again Vladislav II became Walachia's prince.&lt;br /&gt;Three years later Prince Bogdan of Moldavia was assassinated and Dracula fled the country. By now Vladislav II had become a supporter of Turkey, and Hunyadi was sorry he had put him on the throne. Everyone switched sides - Dracula became Hunyadi's vassal, and Hunyadi now supported Dracula's attempt to regain his throne. In 1456 Hunyadi invaded Turkish Serbia while Dracula invaded Walachia. Hunyadi was killed, but Dracula killed Vladislav II and took back his throne.&lt;br /&gt;He established his capital at Tirgoviste - you can still see the ruins of his palace there. And nearby a statue of Vlad Tepes still stands. He is considered an important figure in Romanian history because he unified Walachia and resisted the influence of foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;But it's Dracula's cruelty that most non-Romanians remember. After becoming prince, Dracula supposedly invited many beggars and other old, sick and poor people to a banquet at his castle. When his guests had finished eating their meal and drinking a toast to him, Dracula asked them, "Would you like to be without cares, lacking nothing in this world?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they said enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;So Dracula had the castle boarded up and set it on fire. Nobody made it out alive - and that was the end of their problems, as he had promised. "I did this so that no one will be poor in my realm," he said.&lt;br /&gt;According to another story, he invited 500 boyars to a banquet and asked them how many princes had ruled in their lifetimes. They said they had lived through many reigns. Shouting that this was their fault because of their plotting, Dracula had them all arrested on the spot. The older ones were impaled; the others were marched 50 miles to Poenari where they were forced to build a mountaintop fortress. They worked a long time; when their clothes fell off, they worked naked. Most of them died, of course. And of course Dracula seized the boyars' property and passed it out to his supporters. In that way he created a new nobility, loyal to him.&lt;br /&gt;(The ruins of the Poenari fortress can still be seen. You have to climb nearly 1,500 steps and cross a little bridge to reach it. It's now called Castle Dracula, but several places are called that. Another "Castle Dracula" is Bran Castle, near the town of Brasov. Although Dracula may have stayed there occasionally, it certainly wasn't his home.)&lt;br /&gt;Dracula liked to set up a banquet table and dine while he watched people die. His favorite form of execution was impalement. It was slow; people could take days to die. He liked to impale many people at once, arranging the stakes in fancy designs. Nothing was too brutal for Dracula - he enjoyed having people skinned, boiled alive, etc. He prided himself on making the punishment (supposedly) fit the crime.&lt;br /&gt;By 1462, when he was deposed, he had killed between 40,000 and 100,000 people, possibly more. He always thought up some excuse for these executions. He killed merchants who cheated their customers. He killed women who had affairs. Supposedly he had one woman impaled because her husband's shirt was too short. He didn't mind impaling children, either. Afterwards he would display the corpses in public so everyone would learn a lesson. It's said that there were over 20,000 bodies hanging outside his capital city. Of course, the stories about Dracula's cruelty might have been exaggerated by his enemies.&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this, Dracula's subjects respected him for fighting the Turks and being a strong ruler. He's remembered today as a patriotic hero who stood up to Turkey and Hungary. He was the last Walachian prince to remain independent from the Ottoman Empire. He was so scornful of other nations that when two foreign ambassadors refused to doff their hats to him, he had the hats nailed to their heads. He was opposed to the Orthodox and Roman Catholic churches because he thought foreigners, operating through the churches, had too much power in Walachia. He tried to prevent foreign merchants from taking business away from his citizens. If merchants disobeyed his trade laws, they were, of course, impaled.Dracula created a very severe moral code for the citizens of Walachia. You can guess what happened to anyone who broke the code. Thieves were impaled, even liars were impaled. Naturally there wasn't a lot of crime in Walachia during his reign.To prove how well his laws worked, Dracula had a gold cup placed in a public square. Anyone who wanted to could drink from the cup, but no one was allowed to take it out of the square. No one did.A visiting merchant once left his money outside all night, thinking that it would be safe because of Dracula's strict policies. To his surprise, some of his coins were stolen. He complained to Dracula, who promptly issued a proclamation that the money must be returned or the city would be destroyed. That night Dracula secretly had the missing money, plus one extra coin, returned to the merchant. The next morning the merchant counted the money and found it had been returned. He told Dracula about this, and mentioned the extra coin. Dracula replied that the thief had been caught and would be impaled. And if the merchant hadn't mentioned the extra coin, he would have been impaled, too. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dracula Overthrown &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1462 Dracula attacked the Turks to drive them out of the Danube River valley. Sultan Mehmed II retaliated by invading Walachia with an army three times larger than Dracula's. Dracula was forced to retreat to his capital, Tirgoviste. He burned his own villages and poisoned wells on the way so that the Turkish army wouldn't have any food or water.&lt;br /&gt;When the sultan reached Tirgoviste, he saw a terrifying scene, remembered in history as "the Forest of the Impaled." There, outside the city, were 20,000 Turkish prisoners, all impaled. The sultan's officers were too scared to go on - Dracula had won again.&lt;br /&gt;Although the sultan retreated, Dracula's little brother Radu did not. The Turks had provided him with an army in hopes that he could seize Dracula's throne. Many of Dracula's boyars abandoned him to join Radu. Radu's army pursued Dracula to his fortress at Poenari. Dracula's wife was so frightened that she threw herself from the upper battlements. The Turks seized the castle, but Dracula managed to escape through a secret tunnel. There were still some peasants around he hadn't impaled, and they helped him flee from Walachia.&lt;br /&gt;He went to the new king of Hungary, Matthias Corvinus, for help. Instead the king had him imprisoned in a tower. Dracula remained in Hungary while Radu ruled Walachia as a puppet for the Turks. After the first four years he was allowed to move into a house. He became a Catholic to please the Catholic Hungarians. He ingratiated himself with the Hungarian royal family, and even married one of its members (possibly the king's cousin).&lt;br /&gt;But he was still the same old Dracula. He impaled rats and birds for fun. Once a thief broke into his house and a Hungarian captain followed him to arrest him. Dracula didn't kill the thief - he killed the officer. Why? Because the officer was a gentleman, and should have known not to enter a house uninvited.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Death of Dracula &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1473, Dracula's brother Radu lost the Walachian throne to a member of the Danesti clan, Basarab the Old. Radu died of syphilis in January of 1475, and in 1476 Dracula invaded Walachia with the help of Moldavia and Transylvania. They drove Basarab out of the country, and Dracula again became Walachia's prince. Most of Dracula's army then went home to Transylvania.&lt;br /&gt;The Turks attacked a few months later. Dracula was killed while fighting near Bucharest in December 1476. Some say he died at the hands of a Turkish assassin posing as a servant, or that he was accidentally killed on the battlefield by his own men because he had disguised himself as a Turk to confuse the enemy. The sultan displayed Dracula's head on a pike in Constantinople to prove that he was dead. His body was buried at the island monastery of Snagov, which he had patronized. But excavations in 1931 failed to turn up any sign of his coffin! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the story of the real Prince Dracula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112429627988297733?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112429627988297733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112429627988297733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112429627988297733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112429627988297733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/vlad-tepes-aka-dracula.html' title='Vlad Tepes a.k.a. Dracula'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112427987521991021</id><published>2005-08-17T13:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T17:53:07.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A normal day when I realised the end of a dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you remember him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I do remember him very well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Revolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Revolution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;The Romanian tricolour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;with the communist symbol ripped from the centre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;quickly became &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;the symbol of the "Revolution"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;and of the free ROMANIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;(Gavroche - a hungry young boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;who fighted in the Revolution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for a better life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for a better Romania!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Romania/17/08/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I wake up in the morning at 08:47, after a bad night, maybe because it was full moon - and being under the sign of Dracula, I transformed myself in a ugly warewolf(just kiddin'! lol), and I turned my Tv on RealitateaTv for the latest news; I was shoked finding out that father Roger Schutz was assassinated by a 36 years old romanian woman! Why? this is my question! Why a 90 years old priest was assassinated in the middle of the mass? In the afternoon we found out that the woman was mentaly ill, but the shock is still very present... next, last night another wave of flooding, the fourth in this bloody year devastated 13 counties (the most flooded counties are: Argeş, Buzău, Dâmboviţa(Muntenia), Gorj, Dolj, Mehedinţi, Teleorman, Vâlcea(Oltenia) and Vrancea(Moldova)), also 2 people died trying to escape from the heavy rain! lol! I know that we are very poor, but why God is punishing this nation? Maybe a flooding is necessary over the Palace of Parliament(ex-Ceausescu's House of People), where all the politicians reside! Shame on you all! Can't you see that your politics destroyed this country? I guess not! It's not enough A TRAIAN BASESCU, A MONICA MACOVEI or A MONA MUSCA!! Maybe if all the politicians would be as they are, something would, also, be changed in good, not in bad, as it is right now...I believe that the heroes who died in the Revolution(1989), died for nothing! I'm very upset saying that, but is the truth, the real truth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Our political class make me sick, and I'm persuaded that January1, 2007 remains an not-achievable end! The dream is not a dream anymore! So, good bye EUROPA! Adio!See you next time! maybe NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112427987521991021?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112427987521991021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112427987521991021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112427987521991021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112427987521991021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/normal-day-when-i-realised-end-of.html' title='A normal day when I realised the end of a dream?'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112405388353387408</id><published>2005-08-14T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:57:26.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dracula - Te iubesc! I love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/vlad_tepes_big.jpg" width="160" 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/12718203-112405388353387408?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112405388353387408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112405388353387408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112405388353387408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112405388353387408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/dracula-te-iubesc-i-love-you.html' title='Dracula - Te iubesc! I love you!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112386337751804724</id><published>2005-08-12T17:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:16:17.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the most popular politician</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Il Maximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;From the Electoral Campaign - december 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mic__LUP8154-decupata1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mic__LUP8154-decupata.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;President Traian Basescu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mic__LUP6946_p1_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mic__LUP6946_p1_resize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Presidential Office in the Palace of Cotroceni - Bucharest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The President of Romania - M. Traian Basescu - is one of the most popular politician, maybe the most popular, and his fans are growing each day, but who is Traian Basescu?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Traian Basecu was born in november 4th 1951, in Basarabi, a litle town in Constanta county. In 1976, he graduated the "Mircea cel Batran" Naval Institute, Navigation Faculty, Comercial section. Between 1976-1981, he was a naval officer at NAVROM Constanta. In 1981 he became captain of the Arges and then Crisana ships, and soon commander of the Biruinta ship - the admiral ship of the Romanian Comercial Fleet. Between 1987-1989, he was the chief of the NAVROM agency in Anvers(Belgium). In the year of the Revolution(1989), he was a General Manager of the State Inspectorate for the Civil Navigation within the Ministry of Transportation. In the free Romania, between 1990-1991, he was a Undersecretary of State, Chief of the Shipping Department within the Ministry of Transportation; Between 1991-1992, he was Minister of Transportation in the governments headed by Petre Roman and Theodor Stolojan. In 1992 he was elected deputy of Vaslui county in the Parliament of Romania. Then, again Minister of Transportation between 1996-2000, in the governments headed by Victor Ciorbea, Radu Vasile and Mugur Isarescu. In 2000 he was elected as Mayor of the capital city, Bucharest, just until december 2004, when the romanians elected him as their 3rd President of free Romania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112386337751804724?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112386337751804724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112386337751804724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112386337751804724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112386337751804724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/still-most-popular-politician.html' title='Still the most popular politician'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112378499356392573</id><published>2005-08-11T20:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T20:31:55.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls top ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Andreea%20Raicu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Andreea%20Raicu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Andreea Raicu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/melania_medeleanu_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/melania_medeleanu_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Melania Medeleanu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Monica%20Barladeanu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Monica%20Barladeanu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Monica Barladeanu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If they want a real top, this is the true one!&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful romanian girls are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Monica Barladeanu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2.  Melania Medeleanu&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Andreea Raicu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-/-/-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112378499356392573?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112378499356392573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112378499356392573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112378499356392573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112378499356392573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-girls-top.html' title='My girls top ...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112350459544619945</id><published>2005-08-08T14:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:23:27.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...summer time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Cu-Morandi-in-Europa-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Cu-Morandi-in-Europa-31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MoRandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Tapciuc(Tili) - ProTv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal music top:&lt;br /&gt;1. MoRandi - Beijo&lt;br /&gt;2. Akcent - Dragoste de inchiriat&lt;br /&gt;3. Loredana - Le le&lt;br /&gt;4. Ruslana - The same star&lt;br /&gt;5. Lavinia - As zbura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my TV shows top:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tu esti, tu castigi! - PROTV  - Adrian Tapciuc&lt;br /&gt;2. Teo - PROTV - Teo Trandafir&lt;br /&gt;3. that`s all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beijo(Uh-la-la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toda vida te busche mora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pregunte la jenti en la rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chero ser com tio sol los doij&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A paisona bebi vas per pois,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Refren:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O, o peona e beijo la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Peona e beijo la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Peona e beijo la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O, o peona e beijo la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Peona e beijo la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Peona e beijo la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1:(reversed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Refren:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Refren(X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&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/12718203-112350459544619945?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112350459544619945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112350459544619945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112350459544619945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112350459544619945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/summer-time.html' title='...summer time...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112350072663369731</id><published>2005-08-08T13:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:09:53.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The most sexy romanians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/mutu_narrowweb__200x292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/mutu_narrowweb__200x292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Mutu - "The Brilliant" Juventus Torino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Nadiaportrait1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Nadiaportrait1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadia Comaneci - the first gymnast to take 10 - Montreal/1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Mona-Musca_instalare-003_45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/Mona-Musca_instalare-003_45.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mona Musca - PNL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/35331mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/35331mare.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PM Calin Popescu-Tariceanu - PNL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Andreea-Marin-pag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Andreea-Marin-pag1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andreea Marin - &lt;font&gt;TVR1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/2123mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/2123mare.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mircea Radu - &lt;font&gt;Antena 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It  happened: the most sexy romanians were voted this month; here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy TV man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Mircea Radu - 43%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Virgil Iantu - 6%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Cosmin Cernat - 5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Dan Negru - 4%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Lucian Mandruta - 4%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy TV woman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Andreea Marin - 34%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Andreea Esca - 11%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Mihaela Radulescu - 9%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Andreea Raicu - 6%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Monica Barladeanu - 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy man in politics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Calin Popescu-Tariceanu - 21%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Adrian Nastase - 18%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Mircea Geoana - 12%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Traian Basescu - 12%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Petre Roman - 8%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy woman in politics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Mona Musca - 62%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Daciana Sarbu - 5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Mioara Mantale - 5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Lavinia Sandru - 4%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Elena Udrea - 3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy sport woman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Nadia Comaneci - 28%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Catalina Ponor - 18%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Gabriela Szabo - 14%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Andreea Raducan - 11%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Laura Badea - 6%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The most sexy sport man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Adrian Mutu - 35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Gheorghe Hagi - 18%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Cristi Chivu - 15%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Andrei Pavel - 3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Marius Urzica - 3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/12718203-112350072663369731?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112350072663369731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112350072663369731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112350072663369731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112350072663369731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/most-sexy-romanians.html' title='The most sexy romanians'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112296917885430342</id><published>2005-08-02T09:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:38:44.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MoRandi... loving you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/bauturalavolan4wj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/bauturalavolan4wj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My favorite romanian singer in this hot summer: MoRandi with "Beijo".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;PS - sorry for my delay... I`ll be back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It`s so hot in Romania! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112296917885430342?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112296917885430342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112296917885430342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112296917885430342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112296917885430342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/08/morandi-loving-you.html' title='MoRandi... loving you...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112195473462164880</id><published>2005-07-21T15:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:05:34.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Traiesc in Romania si asta imi ocupa tot timpul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Traiesc in Romania si asta imi ocupa tot timpul..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;I live in Romania and this thing is filling my time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/romania.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG!! I feel so busy, but still I'm not doing anything at all! lol! well, i'm back in Romania and this thing is filling my time - I have no time for myself, really!! lol! I think I need a little break! I was thinking to go to the mountains for a while, but the nature ravaged some counties and everything is in chaos! lol! I'm watching television and I have nothing to see! only american movies - stupid american movies! and romanian politics - which is also stupid! in the last two weeks our great prime-minister gave his demision 4 times! lol! and he is still there, ready to help the people! well, it's better that I can see my friends - the only hapiness in my life! well, I see that I can't live without them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Going to the seaside is not a option because the weather is very bad! nothing is in order! lol! I really don't know what to do? The strange think is that I'm ok - even everything is not as it used to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I live in Romania and this thing is filling my time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;JULY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112195473462164880?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112195473462164880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112195473462164880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112195473462164880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112195473462164880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/traiesc-in-romania-si-asta-imi-ocupa.html' title='Traiesc in Romania si asta imi ocupa tot timpul...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112142417673351056</id><published>2005-07-15T12:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:54:49.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romania under water!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/temp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The weather today - 16 july 2005 -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/temp_harta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven dead, four missing in Romanian floods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_top" href="http://media.fastclick.net/w/click.here?sid=10750&amp;m=3&amp;amp;c=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUCHAREST (AFP) July 13, 2005 - Seven people were killed and four are missing after severe flooding in Romania that has affected 30 of the countries 42 counties, authorities said Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;An estimated 210,000 hectares (500,000 acres) of crops have also been damaged at a cost of 500 million euros (600 million dollars), according to government estimates.&lt;br /&gt;In the central county of Alba(Transilvania), a 65-year-old woman drowned after being swept away by floodwaters, while a 19-year-old was killed by a lightning strike in the southeastern Tulcea county(Dobrogea). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/temp_harta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people were reported missing in the eastern counties of Vrancea and Bacau(Moldova), among the regions the worst affected by the flooding.&lt;br /&gt;Prime-Minister Calin Popescu-Tariceanu described the flooding as "extremely serious" and held a video conference with regional leaders in which he called on local authorities to ensure that any people in danger could be quickly evacuated.&lt;br /&gt;Popescu-Tariceanu traveled to several affected counties Wednesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Three villages in the east of the country were evacuated as authorities feared that the Siret river, flowing 30 times faster than its usual rate, would burst its banks.&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of soldiers, backed by helicopters, trucks and boats, were helping to rescue people.&lt;br /&gt;The flooding began on Tuesday after two weeks of heavy rains and has inundated thousands of homes and cut roads and railway lines, blocking traffic in several regions.&lt;br /&gt;Press reports said the floods, which have damaged thousands of homes and dozens of bridges, roads and railway lines, were the worst in the country for 30 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Prime-Minister Calin Popescu – Tariceanu launched an appeal for solidarity to all the Romanians in order to support the persons affected by the floods over the last period. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ I am launching an appeal for solidarity to all Romanians because I believe this is a normal, suitable attitude in such a moment. First of all, I think it is necessary that Romanians help each other”, stated the Prime Minister at his arrival from the visit he paid today in Bacau county(Moldova). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He added that he will request, the General Secretary of the Government to open an account to gather donations for those affected by the floods. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ I hope the help that Romanians will provide, will be a consistent one, in order to soothe to a certain extent the sufferings and deprivation“‘,the Prime Minister added further. The Prime Minister showed that the situation in Bacau area and especially on Trotus Valley is touching both because of people’s sufferings and the volume of damage. The floods affected both the houses and the infrastructure of that area: roads, railways, water supply systems and pipelines. ‘’For example, the water supply pipeline of Comanesti simply vanished. The dimension of the damage on Trotus and Siret Valley is touching. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to our appreciations, the volume of the damage here exceeds the damage from Timis”, further added the Prime Minister. Other particular problems are registered too in Cosmesti – Valea Siretului(Moldova). In this moment, the water flow on Siret exceeds 4000 cubic meters per second, more than half the Danube flow. The Head of the Executive underlined that both the central and local administration will do their duty further on, regardless of the political situation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The committees for emergency situations have been activated; the members of the Government have been in the territory. Regardless of the political situation, the central and local administration are doing their duty”, added the Prime Minister. He showed that the central authorities coordinate the actions that are taking place in the flooded areas, and the task to take the concrete measures according to situation falls on the responsibility of local authorities.” We will rally the human forces – Army, and Gendarmerie units. The firemen are helping to get the water out of the flooded houses. There will be used the necessary equipment, and there will be allocated the financial resources. Clearly, there is the need of a massive intervention in order to help the affected localities recover and an exceptional effort is requested in this respect. “ Prime Minister Calin Popescu-Tariceanu showed that the local authorities took the measures suitable to the situations they were confronted with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Army helicopters as well as well equipped motor boats that are performing the operations of moving the population from the areas threatened by floods, are operating in those areas. As the national road to Bacau is affected by floods, the Prime Minister Calin Popescu-Tariceanu requested the Minister of Defense that the military transport aircrafts should carry food in this area. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/12718203-112142417673351056?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112142417673351056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112142417673351056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112142417673351056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112142417673351056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/romania-under-water_15.html' title='Romania under water!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112117979222086152</id><published>2005-07-12T16:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:49:52.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/tn_32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;My favourite swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Go Pieter! Swimm for me baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/20020731NuotoOlandaPieterVanDenHoogenband2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/20020731NuotoOlandaPieterVanDenHoogenband2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Pieter van den Hoogenband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;I'll always love you! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112117979222086152?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112117979222086152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112117979222086152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112117979222086152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112117979222086152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-favourite-swimmergo-pieter-swimm.html' title=''/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112108904607462684</id><published>2005-07-11T14:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T15:47:27.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I like Maitreyi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/nuit_bengali_signe031.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/nuit_bengali_signe03.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/nuit_bengali_signe03.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;This is my favourite book! I read it so many times... I know some lines by heart; The novel is also known as &lt;em&gt;Bengal Nights&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;La nuit Bengali&lt;/em&gt;) and was published in Romania in 1933; it's my favourite love story: well, Alain(Mircea Eliade - the author) an ambitious young French engineer flush with colonial pride and prejudice and full of a European fascination with the mysterious subcontinent. Offered the hospitality of a senior Indian colleague, Alain grasps at the chance to discover the authentic India firsthand. He soon finds himself enchanted by his host's daughter, the lovely and inscrutable Maitreyi, a precocious young poet and former student of Tagore. What follows is a charming, tentative flirtation that soon, against all the proprieties and precepts of Indian society, blossoms into a love affair both impossible and ultimately tragic. This &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;erotic passion plays itself out in Alain's thoughts long after its bitter conclusion. In hindsight he sets down the story, quoting from the diaries of his disordered days, and trying to make sense of the sad affair:"If I hesitate in beginning, it is because I still have not managed to remember the exact date of my first meeting with Maitreyi. (...) We were introduced. She put the joined palms of her hands to fer forehead in greetind and all at once I saw her bare arm. The colour of her skin struck me - it was a shade I had never seen before: matt brown, an alloy af clay and wax. I thought her ugly, with eyes that were too large and too black, thick and curling lips..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;After 40 years, Maitreyi Devi wrote her "response" to Mircea Eliade's book: &lt;em&gt;It Does Not Die:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;A Romance(Dragostea nu moare-&lt;/em&gt;in romanian&lt;em&gt;), &lt;/em&gt;published in 1974: "Suddenly today it has wiped the boundary of 42 years round me. And I have entered eternity, I have no future or past. I stand with one foot in 1972 and another in 1930." - and the story is told by Maitreyi - her vision about love is so pure and interesting; I like this, you can't understand &lt;em&gt;Maitreyi &lt;/em&gt;if you don't read her book - it's nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;In 1988 it was released a movie: &lt;em&gt;La nuit Bengali&lt;/em&gt;, with Hugh Grant(Alain) and Supriya Pathak(Maitreyi); a nice movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Why do I like this book? Because of the dialogue, because of the love story, because it made me dream so many times to exotic countries, because it has a response, because it's about an impossible love story, because there is a small line between reality and fiction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/eliade2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/eliade2.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Mircea Eliade was born in Bucharest, Romania on 13 March 1907. Despite a childhood interest in entomology and botany (which doubtless first attracted his attention to Goethe, a lifelong role model and inspiration), he developed an interest in world literature and was led from there to philology, philosophy, and comparative religion. As a youth he read extensively in Romanian, French, and German, and around 1924-25 he learned Italian and English to read Raffaele Pettazzoni and James George Frazer in the original.&lt;br /&gt;In 1925 Eliade enrolled at the University of Bucharest where he studied in the department of philosophy. The influence of Nae Ionescu (b.1890), then an assistant professor of logic and metaphysics and an active journalist, was keenly felt by the young Eliade and the shadow which fell on the older scholar because of his involvement with the extreme right in inter-war Romania has darkened Eliade's reputation.&lt;br /&gt;Eliade's Master's thesis examined Italian Renaissance Philosophers from Marcilio Ficino to Giordano Bruno, and Renaissance Humanism was one of his major influences when he turned to India in order to "universalize" the "provincial" philosophy he had inherited from his European education. Finding that the Maharaja of Kassimbazar sponsored European scholars to study in India Eliade applied and was granted an allowance for four years. In 1928 he sailed for Calcutta to study Sanskrit and philosophy under Surendranath Dasgupta (1885-1952), a Cambridge educated Bengali, professor at the University of Calcutta, and author of a 5 volume, History of Indian Philosophy (Motilal Banarsidass 1922-55).&lt;br /&gt;He returned to Bucharest in 1932 and successfully submitted his analysis of Yoga as his doctoral thesis at the Philosophy department in 1933. Published in French as Yoga: Essai sur les origines de la mystique Indienne this was extensively revised and republished as Yoga, Immortality, and Freedom. As Ionescu's assistant Eliade lectured on, among other things, Aristotle's Metaphysics and Nicholas of Cusa's Docta Ignorantia. From 1933 to 1939 he was active with the Criterion group who gave public seminars on wide-ranging topics. They were strongly influenced by the philosophy of "trairism," the search for the "authentic" in and through lived experience (Romanian, traire) seen as the only source of "authenticity."&lt;br /&gt;After the Second World War, during which he served with the Romanian Legation in the UK and Portugal, Eliade was unable to return to the newly communist Romania because of his connection with the right-wing Ionescu. In 1945 he moved to Paris where his acquaintance with George Dumézil, an important scholar of comparative mythology, secured a part-time post for him at the École des Hautes Études at the Sorbonne teaching comparative religion. From this time on almost all of Eliade's scholarly works were written in French.&lt;br /&gt;At the prompting of Joachim Wach, Eliade's predecessor at the University of Chicago, a comparativist and hermeneuticist, Eliade was invited to give the 1956 Haskell Lectures on "Patterns of Initiation" at the University of Chicago. These were later published as Birth and Rebirth. In 1958 he was invited to assume the chair of the History of Religions department in Chicago. There he stayed until his death on 22 April 1986, publishing extensively and writing largely unpublished fiction. He also launched the journals History of Religions and The Journal of Religion and acted as editor-in-chief for Macmillan's Encyclopedia of Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112108904607462684?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112108904607462684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112108904607462684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112108904607462684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112108904607462684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-do-i-like-maitreyi.html' title='Why do I like Maitreyi?'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112082789830839391</id><published>2005-07-08T14:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T15:04:58.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Political crisis in Bucharest</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/1120677207.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/050707-tariceanu.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PM Calin Popescu-Tariceanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, the Premier Calin Popescu-Tariceanu announced at the Victoria Palace that the Government intend to resign and to ask to the parties from the majority coalition to launch the procedures in order to convoke the early elections. The decision of the Prime Minister occurs further to the Constitutional Court's decision to declare more articles from the package of laws as non-constitutional concerning the reform in the property and judiciary system field, by which the Government assumed the responsibility in the Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are confronted with an unprecedented political situation. If the Judiciary System reform process is blocked we have no chance to obtain a favourable monitoring report that would permit the accession of Romania to the European Union on January 1, 2007. In this situation, we have only one solution: namely to return to the electorate by the submission of the Government's resignation and to await the popular verdict. The people's vote will decide if Romania goes on the Judiciary System reform path or we want to maintain the same corrupted system, with a Constitutional Court that is politically dominated by the party that was in office and tries by all means to protect its privileges," has declared the Head of the Executive. The Premier added that he has announced the Cabinet members about his decision. "I consider that the actual Executive must finish his mission and start the procedures necessary for the early elections. I have discussed this issue this morning with the coalition partners. It is an irrevocable decision that I took. I will request the coalition parties to start the internal procedures to approve the dissolution of the Parliament according to the Constitution's precautions," said the premier Tariceanu. The Head of the Executive has underlined that to start the early elections he bet on the support of the parties from the Government. Mr. Calin Popescu-Tariceanu will inform this evening the President of Romania Mr. Traian Basescu about this decision. The Prime Minister has underlined that the Executive will continue to fulfil the undertaken commitments, because the integration of Romania in the European Union remains a priority objective. According to the Premier Popescu-Tariceanu, the calendar of the early elections will be established in the next period together with the Coalition partners. In addition, the Prime Minister has declared that the PNL-PD Alliance will maintain the collaboration and will candidate on common lists to the early parliamentarian elections.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112082789830839391?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112082789830839391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112082789830839391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082789830839391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082789830839391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/political-crisis-in-bucharest.html' title='Political crisis in Bucharest'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112082659517387203</id><published>2005-07-08T14:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:50:55.443+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De aniversarea mea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if we are born without a destiny and with the time we get one: our own memory...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Octavian Paler(romanian thinker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Lavenders%20Table%20Number%201%20Enlarged1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/Lavenders%20Table%20Number%201%20Enlarged.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La 23 de ani...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;...as putea spune ca sunt fericit si cred ca nu as gresi cu nimic. Oare sa fie asa? Acum cateva zile am citit editorialul lui Octavian Paler din Cotidianul si nu pot sa nu-mi aduc aminte de cuvintele lui de mai demult: "Ma intreb daca nu cumva ne nastem fara destin dar treptat capatam unul: memoria noastra."; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Ce memorie am eu la 23 de ani? Ce viata am avut pana acum? 23 de ani inseamna ceva pentru mine sau nu? pana ieri eram destul de amarat dar astazi ma simt un pic mai bine; inevitabilul s-a produs - am implinit 23 de ani. Mi se pare putin de mult! lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Ce voi face de acum inainte? E intrebarea care trebuie sa ma chinuie; sunt deja la un punct crucial al vietii - trebuie sa decid ce voi face cu viata mea! Este ea a mea sau a altora? trebuie sa incerc sa fiu eu insumi... intocmai asa cum sunt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112082659517387203?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112082659517387203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112082659517387203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082659517387203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082659517387203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/de-aniversarea-mea.html' title='De aniversarea mea'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112082414859257957</id><published>2005-07-08T13:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:02:28.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My 23rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La multi ani!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/_39234326_becks23getyu.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/_39234326_becks23getyu.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 years old! yeah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;this is me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112082414859257957?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112082414859257957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112082414859257957&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082414859257957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112082414859257957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-23rd-birthday.html' title='My 23rd Birthday!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112073553384372345</id><published>2005-07-07T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:26:49.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day left! lol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112073553384372345?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112073553384372345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112073553384372345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112073553384372345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112073553384372345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112065546037695978</id><published>2005-07-06T15:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:14:29.780+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Family of Romania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, i've decided to create a blog of our Royal Family - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familiaregaliaromana.blogspot.com"&gt;www.familiaregaliaromana.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Traiasca Regele! Long live the King! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112065546037695978?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112065546037695978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112065546037695978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112065546037695978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112065546037695978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/royal-family-of-romania.html' title='The Royal Family of Romania'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112064585634006623</id><published>2005-07-06T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:30:56.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112064585634006623?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112064585634006623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112064585634006623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064585634006623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064585634006623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/two.html' title='Two'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112064581095425825</id><published>2005-07-06T12:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:30:10.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112064581095425825?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112064581095425825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112064581095425825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064581095425825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064581095425825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112064573392428373</id><published>2005-07-06T12:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:30:23.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I have some problems with the Blogger Upload images so the countdown must continue without pix; sorry again! lol! it's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112064573392428373?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112064573392428373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112064573392428373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064573392428373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112064573392428373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/four.html' title='Four'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112046608693558726</id><published>2005-07-04T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:58:40.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pix from my town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/panopalat%2011.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/panopalat%2011.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/pic1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/pic1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/pic6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/pic6.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/iasipalatulculturii.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/iasipalatulculturii.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/pic5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/pic5.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/iasi_poc152.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/iasi_poc152.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/pic3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/pic3.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/iasi-theater1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/iasi-theater1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/is_botanica1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/is_botanica1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Iasi_foto011.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Iasi_foto011.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/Romania%20-%20Iasi%20City%20-%20Botanique%20Garden%20-%2001.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/Romania%20-%20Iasi%20City%20-%20Botanique%20Garden%20-%2001.jpeg" 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/12718203-112046608693558726?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112046608693558726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112046608693558726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046608693558726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046608693558726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-pix-from-my-town.html' title='Some pix from my town...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112046559697322103</id><published>2005-07-04T10:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T15:48:28.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo Liviu-Dieter Nisipeanu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/main-logo-en.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Liviu-Dieter Nisipeanu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the new European Champion in chess for 2005. He won the European Individual Chess Championship 2005 held in Warsaw, Poland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/main-logo-en.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112046559697322103?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112046559697322103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112046559697322103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046559697322103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046559697322103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/bravo-liviu-dieter-nisipeanu.html' title='Bravo Liviu-Dieter Nisipeanu!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112046436917025167</id><published>2005-07-04T10:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T10:06:09.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/nofive.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/nofive.gif" 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/12718203-112046436917025167?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112046436917025167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112046436917025167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046436917025167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046436917025167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112046402539178400</id><published>2005-07-04T09:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T10:00:25.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/nosix.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/nosix.gif" 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/12718203-112046402539178400?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112046402539178400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112046402539178400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046402539178400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046402539178400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/six.html' title='Six'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112046270911881421</id><published>2005-07-04T09:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:38:29.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/seven-caption.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/seven-caption.gif" 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/12718203-112046270911881421?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112046270911881421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112046270911881421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046270911881421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112046270911881421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/countdown-continues.html' title='Countdown continues...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112021500588459914</id><published>2005-07-01T12:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:50:05.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New money!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;1st of July 2005&lt;/em&gt; - Romania changes the national currency;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;The new Leu is available! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/1ronavfull2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/1ronavfull2.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/5ronavfull2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/5ronavfull2.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/10ronavfull.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/10ronavfull.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/50ronavfull.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/50ronavfull.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/100ronavfull.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/100ronavfull.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/500ronavfull.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/500ronavfull.jpeg" 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/12718203-112021500588459914?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112021500588459914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112021500588459914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112021500588459914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112021500588459914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-money.html' title='New money!!!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112021208975531988</id><published>2005-07-01T11:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:01:29.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown started!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/eight-caption.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;My Birthday is approaching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;So I will start a birthday-countdown! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; days until my 23rd. birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/eight-caption.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112021208975531988?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112021208975531988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112021208975531988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112021208975531988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112021208975531988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/countdown-started.html' title='Countdown started!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112020955469851811</id><published>2005-07-01T10:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:49:00.910+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prime-Motorcyclist of the country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/tariceanu_opinion2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/sprint_rs2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/sprint_rs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/sprint_rs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/sprint_rs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;We have a crazy Prime-Minister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;His Triumph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/tariceanu_opinion1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/tariceanu_opinion3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/tariceanu_opinion1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calin Constantin Anton Popescu-Tariceanu&lt;/span&gt;, Prime Minister of Romania = also the &lt;em&gt;Prime-Motorcyclist&lt;/em&gt; of the country; Well, he's coming to Palatul Victoria(Prime-Minister's official office in Bucarest) with his Triumph...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Oh God! with all that chaotic traffic in Bucarest - he is crazy for sure! In his first day as Prime-Minister he came to the office with another nice motorcycle; the man is mad about motors...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;A few weeks ago, he and his wife came to an auto show on a Triumph motorcycle unexpected; well, everytime from now on I'll be more careful with all motorcyclists in Bucarest: I'm sure that one of them is the Prime-Minister! I can wait to meet him! Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112020955469851811?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112020955469851811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112020955469851811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112020955469851811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112020955469851811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/07/prime-motorcyclist-of-country.html' title='Prime-Motorcyclist of the country...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112005612223608300</id><published>2005-06-29T16:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:47:05.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Akcentmania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/akcent_10243.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/400/akcent_1024.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/akcent_10242.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/akcent_10241.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/akcent_1024.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I promised, the english version of my favourite song for this summer, &lt;em&gt;Dragoste de inchiriat/Kylie - &lt;/em&gt;Akcent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy it! you will hear it all summer...at least, I will!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KYLIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, you’re the one that melts my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear I’m not lying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe tonight I’m gonna try my luck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can see that you want me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m dreaming about you every night… every night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS (x2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kylie, give me just a chance,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let’s go out and dance,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We can get into the groove,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can watch you move,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later you can sing to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like a shining star,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I rather do you on the backseat of my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, take a minute, check me out,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sit on the first row,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I’m the coolest guy in the crowd,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m sure you have seen me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m dreaming about you every night… every night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS (x1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You drive me crazy, you slowly drive me crazy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red blooded baby, can’t get you off my mind,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should be lucky, I should be so lucky,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should be lucky, to sleep with you tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS (x2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href,'_blank');return false;" href="http://www.web-log.nl/rss/akcentholland.xml"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112005612223608300?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112005612223608300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112005612223608300&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112005612223608300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112005612223608300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/akcentmania.html' title='Akcentmania'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112004062409986188</id><published>2005-06-29T11:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:12:52.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dj Syto - Me cago en todo los putos rumanos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/fu_romania2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/200/fu_romania.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A sort of &lt;em&gt;Dj &lt;/em&gt;is singing this beautiful song! It's quiet charming to hear it, especially if you are a romanian...yeah! I love being romanian! lol! "hijo de puta!"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me cago en todo los putos rumanos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;"Oy quiero hablaros de algo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;y es de &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esa plaga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que va en aumento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;son esos &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;putos rumanos&lt;/span&gt; que encima también trabajan los dias de fiesta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;son esos &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;putos rumanos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;los que te miran en discotecas y si encima vas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;y les pegas van y encima te denuncian ellos a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Me cago en esos putos rumanos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hijos de puta&lt;/span&gt;, rumanos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;vo y a cortaros las manos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hijos de puta&lt;/span&gt;, puta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;me cago en esos putos rumanos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hijos de puta&lt;/span&gt;, rumanos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;vo y a cortaros las manos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hijos de puta&lt;/span&gt;, puta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Eh y esos que también van de chulos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;que trabajan en restaurantes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me cago en su raza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; en sus muertos y en todo su pais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;esos que siempre llevan gorra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;le pego una ostia si, le mando de vuelta a su pais"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S. - Go and visit Spain! It's a beautiful kingdom with nice singers(Dj Syto is also a singer!)... This summer I will! Buleria....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-112004062409986188?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/112004062409986188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=112004062409986188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112004062409986188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/112004062409986188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/dj-syto-me-cago-en-todo-los-putos.html' title='Dj Syto - Me cago en todo los putos rumanos...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-112003532051755888</id><published>2005-06-29T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:16:24.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La blouse Roumaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/blandiana.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/320/blandiana.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ana Blandiana(romanian poet)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;“Morning Elegy” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the beginning I promised to say nothing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But later, in the morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw you coming past the gates with bags of ashes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scattering them as if one was sowing wheat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I could no longer contain myself, I shouted: What are you doing? What are you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is for you that I had snowed all over town, the whole night,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is for you that I had blanched everything, the whole night, O if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You only could understand how difficult it is to snow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night, you were hardly asleep, as I flew into space&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was dark and cold out there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly all the way to that single point where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The vacuum makes the suns spin and it snuffles them out,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as I was still throbbing for a while in this corner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that I could return and snow over you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The smallest snowflake I had to watch, weigh, approve,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mature, make it glisten by looking at it, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I am feeling sleepy and exhausted and am feverish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am watching you spreading the dust of that extinguished fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over my immaculately white work, I am smiling telling you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much higher snowdrifts will come after me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they will cover you with all the white in the world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do try to understand, from the very beginning, this law, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gigantic snowdrifts will come after us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you will run out of ashes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And even the smallest babies will learn how to snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the white will cover your poor attempts of denying it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And planet Earth will enter the whirl of planets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a star glistening with snow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111986310091100039</id><published>2005-06-27T11:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:52:29.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Motto&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;“A fuzzy noise together with heavy breathing and short yelps came suddenly out of the speaker… ‘They should be arrested! At eleven in the morning, working people should be out working, not making love.”(Elena Ceausescu*, on listening to a secret service tape, recorded in a home in Bucharest, quoted in Gen., Ion Pacepa’s “Red Horizons”, Heinemann, London 1988).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;°&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Holy Bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/21862522/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/21862522_ff992461e0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;My top guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;1. Flavian - the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;2. Leonard - the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;3. Thamas - the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;4. Adrian - the bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;5. Paul - the shy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;6. Andrei - the blond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;7. Marius - the smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;8. Romain - the talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;9. Bogdan - the funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;10. Ciprian - the dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;11. Alexandru - can't remember him! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;°&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;*Elena Ceausescu (1919, Petresti, Romania - Executed, Targoviste, Romania, 1989)Dictator’s spouse, member of the Romanian Communist Party Polit. Bureau, Wannabe Scientist. Regarded to be the "power behind the throne", Elena Ceausescu inspired both fear and derision. Elena was the initiator of the policy of forced population growth and the related draconian rules against abortions and contraceptives. The anti-abortion law enforced for 23 years by Elena Ceausescu caused over 10,000 women to die as a result of abortions performed illegally under imadequate medical care. The negative effects of this policy is still felt in Romania a decade after Elena was shot together with her husband, in December 1989. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Execution order: “You shoot them and throw them in the basement. Not a single one should come out alive.”(Elena Ceausescu, giving orders regarding the handling of the insurgents, from a Stenogramme of the meeting of the Political Executive Committee of the Central Committee of the Romanian Communist Party, 17th December 1989). Actually this was her last order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111986310091100039?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111986310091100039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111986310091100039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111986310091100039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111986310091100039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/bed.html' title='The bed'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111934965090366934</id><published>2005-06-21T12:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:34:02.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Universitatea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/20673793/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos15.flickr.com/20673793_8245cbf3dc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/20673793/"&gt;Universitatea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/51923527@N00/"&gt;july_web&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;This is my University! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;We call her: The Old Lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111934965090366934?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111934965090366934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111934965090366934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111934965090366934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111934965090366934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/universitatea.html' title='Universitatea'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111934489829639835</id><published>2005-06-21T10:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T11:08:18.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'>After 4 years of study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;It happened! After 4 years of University I find myself in front of LIFE! My life will be different from this moment; I guess, now I have to stay a moment and think of all my good and bad memories - it's been 4 long years! lol - I remember my first year, I was so naiv and "stupid"... and now? I don't know? I see all things with other eyes(mature eyes-I'm 22 years old, but still I consider myself a boy! and i'm a boy!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ohhh, all my dreams! Oh my God, I had so many dreams when I was accepted to the University, and now...I'm tired of having dreams which (now I know!) can't be achieved... you know what? it's funny, but I don't regret anything of this 4 years! I'm very happy that I finished my studies and that I can continue them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I left my town(a small town but a beautiful one, lol! well, is my town!) for University I was a little sad, leaving all my friends behind(some of them left also for other universitary towns), but in a few weeks I started to make new acquaintances, and in my first winter break I had a lot of people to phone; that is a good/bad memory(especially for my parents who payed a lot to the telephone bill! ooops...) and then it came the first round of exams! lol... we were so innocent! and the teachers...so harsh, but we managed very good, and after the first year me and my band we became the envy of our mates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes! University is a very good place to make  new friends, is another step in your life, here you can excel or you can be the average; the University changed my way for ever, and I can't believe that I finished it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, good things are always so short! Come what may, I'm prepared for my next step! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'._*I*_.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111934489829639835?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111934489829639835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111934489829639835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111934489829639835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111934489829639835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/after-4-years-of-study.html' title='After 4 years of study'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111900525995429623</id><published>2005-06-17T12:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:21:36.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Akcent - I love you again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I'm &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt; for this song... &lt;em&gt;Dragoste de inchiriat(Love for rent)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Akcent&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.akcent.rol.ro/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.akcent.rol.ro/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dragoste de inchiriat...(Kylie)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;soon the version in english!lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you give me, can you give me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astazi pe la 5 ma vad cu ea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu stiu ca ma asteapta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poate pe la 8 e cu alt cineva &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iubirea e nedreapta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acum ca ai ajuns departe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa te intreb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refren:(X2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma iubesti sau ai uitat cinei vinovat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am o dragoste de dat nu de inchiriat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oare cine te-a vrajit cand m-ai parasit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu cu tine, stii bine cat de mult am cheltuit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiu ca n-ai avut curaj sa-mi spui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ca vei pleca fara mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiu ca vrei sa fii iubita lui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar cum ramane cu mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acum ca ai ajuns departe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa te intreb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refren:(X2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai fost cu mine,te-ai folosit de mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acum ti-e bine de mine ai uitat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vrea cu tine, o noapte as vrea cu tine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stii foarte bine ca mi-ai luat inima&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refren:(X2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you give me, can you give me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;.*I*I*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. - &lt;em&gt;I'm very sorry for those who don't know romanian, the song is realy a good one! ... désolé &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111900525995429623?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111900525995429623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111900525995429623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111900525995429623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111900525995429623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/akcent-i-love-you-again.html' title='Akcent - I love you again!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111849380480891596</id><published>2005-06-11T14:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T11:39:39.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview with Trytobemyself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question: Who are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trytobemyself: Well, it's a little hard to answer to this question, but I will try: I'm a 22 years old gay who is preparing for his birthday(I hate my birthdays - first of all I don't like that I'm getting old, and second of all I don't like surprises, lol! I hate surprise parties...and when I'm thinking that my birthday is coming!!! Oh God!!!); well, I'm a little bit complicated(ok, I admit, I'm more than complicated, but I guess it's a good thing to know what you want from yourself and from the others!)...maybe, my definition is complicated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question: Are you happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trytobemyself: What kind of questions are this? It's a stupid one, for sure! I guess that sometimes I'm happy and sometimes I'm not! But in the end, if you want a true answer, in this moment I'm enough happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question: What do you want to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trytobemyself: I want to be where I'm happy: home! I want to meet my friends, my good friends... I want to drink with them until we colapse... I want to dance on the table... I want to try to be myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question: What do you enjoy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trytobemyself: I enjoy life! many kinds of music - romanian(my favourite!): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O-Zone, Akcent, Impact, Blondy and too many others..., greek: Antique, Helena Paparizou, Giorgos Alkaios&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Anna Vissi, latin: Ricky Martin, David Bisbal, Shakira, Enrique Iglesias...it's enough! lol, I enjoy new acquaintances, dark hair, to laugh, of course - BOYs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a little tired, can we continue someother time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111849380480891596?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111849380480891596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111849380480891596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111849380480891596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111849380480891596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111840831155428277</id><published>2005-06-10T14:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T14:58:31.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm very happy! I finished my exams, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;That's all for today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111840831155428277?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111840831155428277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111840831155428277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111840831155428277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111840831155428277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-happy.html' title='I&apos;m happy!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111787859127541448</id><published>2005-06-04T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:49:51.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like a lot this song, don't know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incomplete,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;           Backstreet Boys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Empty spaces fill me up with holes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distant faces with no place left to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Without you within me I can’t find no rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Where I’m going is anybody’s guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, my baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s written on your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t mean to drag it on, but I can’t seem to let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t wanna make you face this world alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna let you go (alone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incomplete"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111787859127541448?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111787859127541448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111787859127541448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111787859127541448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111787859127541448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111780533628447494</id><published>2005-06-03T14:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:38:04.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems with girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I guess it's normal to happen, but I'm a little scared. There is a girl who likes me, she's nice but I can't feel anything for her(sorry!), I really don't know what to do? Two days ago, at this party she touched me, but not just like that, she really turned me on... ok, I stopped and I said to myself: "you're fucked! lol! solve this problem a.s.a.p.!", and of course I didn't, and now I'm thinking at her! lol! you're dead, naughty boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;QUESTION: A gay person(like me!) can be turned on by a girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ANSWER: Yes(my case)!/No(my case, until now! lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOLUTION: Do nothing(like me)! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Maybe I should tell her that I'm gay, but I guess I will heart her and I don't want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111780533628447494?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111780533628447494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111780533628447494&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111780533628447494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111780533628447494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/problems-with-girls.html' title='Problems with girls!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111762040298819899</id><published>2005-06-01T12:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:42:11.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monica Barladeanu - cea mai frumoasa romanca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16844124/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos12.flickr.com/16844124_29e34c0fe9_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16844124/"&gt;Monica Barladeanu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/51923527@N00/"&gt;july_web&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;O.k., I admit, she is beautiful! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111762040298819899?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111762040298819899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111762040298819899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111762040298819899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111762040298819899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/monica-barladeanu-cea-mai-frumoasa.html' title='Monica Barladeanu - cea mai frumoasa romanca!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111761280634504250</id><published>2005-06-01T09:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T11:58:25.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;My last days were a hell! I had to learn for some stupid exams while I was ill - a strange influenza got into me, lol! now, while I'm posting this words I'm still sick!!! I'm suffering, lol...all this problems, for what? I'm not in the mood to go out - in town, and all my friends bothers me! Isn't that great! I can wait the coming of my summer vacation ... at last, some time...for me...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;o.k., romanian, because it's easier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da, a venit si inevitabilul, cred ca incep sa ma obisnuiesc sa fiu nedisponibil atunci cand trebuie sa fiu disponibil - de ceva timp chiar mi se intampla destul de des acest lucru, lol; viata mea - una de cacat, cu siguranta! - incepe sa devina putin mai frumoasa, daca stau si ma gandesc mai bine, in ciuda acestor mici(mari) neplaceri... poate se va redresa in timpul ce vine! sper din tot sufletul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111761280634504250?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111761280634504250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111761280634504250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111761280634504250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111761280634504250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-days.html' title='Last days...'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111745289963354240</id><published>2005-05-30T13:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:34:59.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My hot guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I have to forget all the things that happened, so I decided to blog this pictures - they are my favourites men on this planet, I will try to write something about them, but later, let's just see them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111745289963354240?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111745289963354240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111745289963354240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745289963354240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745289963354240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-hot-guys.html' title='My hot guys!'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111745209733209119</id><published>2005-05-30T13:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:24:20.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Constatinos Christoforou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16407048/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos12.flickr.com/16407048_9138c94c1a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16407048/"&gt;Constatinos Christoforou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/51923527@N00/"&gt;july_web&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;He is so hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Ela Ela(Come Baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;You're there, I'm here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;No need to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Feel around me the desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Search my body, reach the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just cross the line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have no time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My persistence is outrageous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll be mine cause I'm contagious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come baby, come baby get the feeling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come baby, come baby get the feeling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ela Ela Ela la&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm the King of the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me show you tonight who I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ela Ela Ela Ela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mysterious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Delirious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me be the key to passion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ela is the word for action&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                   2005&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111745209733209119?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111745209733209119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111745209733209119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745209733209119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745209733209119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/05/constatinos-christoforou.html' title='Constatinos Christoforou'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111745139350038003</id><published>2005-05-30T13:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:37:34.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarkan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16405692/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; WIDTH: 212px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; HEIGHT: 252px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16405692_95a6e426db_m.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51923527@N00/16405692/"&gt;Tarkan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/51923527@N00/"&gt;july_web&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12718203-111745139350038003?l=trytobemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/111745139350038003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12718203&amp;postID=111745139350038003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745139350038003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12718203/posts/default/111745139350038003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trytobemyself.blogspot.com/2005/05/tarkan_30.html' title='Tarkan'/><author><name>trytobemyself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00346597148830768198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1292/1091/1600/vlad_tepes_big.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12718203.post-111745098222123639</id><published>2005-05-30T13:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:04:36.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Wahlberg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; 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