<?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-30210151</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:25:27.093+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7329878153739682575</id><published>2010-04-14T21:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:59:36.810+03:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Ways to enjoy life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you want to live a happy life? If you say yes like most people do,  then  it’s important to learn to enjoy life. Some people may think that  they can only  enjoy life when they already have a lot of money or have  a successful career.  But that’s not true. You can enjoy your life  where you are with what you already  have. You can enjoy your life &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I will share with you how to enjoy life. But before that, I’d  like  to share &lt;strong&gt;two tips that are essential to live a happy life&lt;/strong&gt;.   &lt;strong&gt;The first one is to &lt;em&gt;be grateful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can’t  emphasize  enough how important it is. No matter how many pleasant  things you do, if you  don’t learn to be grateful you will always see  things negatively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 15px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2649839827_4128ea9ec0_m.jpg" alt="Enjoy Life" align="right" /&gt;The second one is to &lt;em&gt;slow down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Life has a lot of  simple things you can enjoy. But if you move too  fast you will overlook most of  them. So don’t be in a hurry. Don’t move  too quick. Slow down and pay attention  to the world around you. Most  of the ways I’m about to share will work well only  if you slow down.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-576"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With those two tips in mind, &lt;strong&gt;here  are 30 ways to enjoy life&lt;/strong&gt;.  Pick the ones that work for you:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy your meal. Don’t just eat. &lt;em&gt;Taste&lt;/em&gt; it and appreciate  its  richness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to cook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel &lt;/em&gt;music and not just listen to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play music. More than just listening, playing music allows you to  &lt;em&gt;express&lt;/em&gt;  yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gather with old friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a walk in the park.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go hiking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Ffeature.html%3Fie%3DUTF8%26docId%3D239232&amp;amp;tag=lifeopti-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;a   novel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find and watch a movie you like. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt;’s   recommendation engine can help you find movies you may like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give yourself a lazy day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play board games with your friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a candle-light dinner with your spouse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play &lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/index.html"&gt;mini games&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://comics.com/"&gt;comics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See &lt;a href="http://interes.tingness.com/"&gt;beautiful pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;inspiring   quotes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://painting.about.com/od/"&gt;Learn to paint&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read a &lt;a href="http://www.lifeoptimizer.org/2007/10/12/48-classic-books-to-boost-your-learning-experience/"&gt;classic   book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise with friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=funny+videos"&gt;funny   videos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play with kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play a &lt;a href="http://www.lifeoptimizer.org/2008/04/09/brain-workout-10-free-mind-games-to-exercise-your-brain/"&gt;mind   game&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a cup of coffee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a massage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to a museum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to a theater.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch sunrise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Browse your photo album for your treasured memories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;By &lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;Donald Latumahina, from &lt;a href="http://www.lifeoptimizer.org/2008/09/17/enjoy-life/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7329878153739682575?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7329878153739682575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7329878153739682575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7329878153739682575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7329878153739682575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2010/04/30-ways-to-enjoy-life.html' title='30 Ways to enjoy life'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2649839827_4128ea9ec0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-98634081523599413</id><published>2010-04-04T23:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:39:36.891+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/S7j45CFsweI/AAAAAAAAQx8/QfkLAeDD9dQ/s1600/n567025401_2597862_8226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/S7j45CFsweI/AAAAAAAAQx8/QfkLAeDD9dQ/s200/n567025401_2597862_8226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456384607256363490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this is just an impulse of writing... I don't really have much to say right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was missing my blog... it's hard to get back to it after so many months. But who knows? Maybe this is "Adela's coming back" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy Easter guys and girls, enjoy the holidays, the get aways, the nice weather (...), the company of your dear people, the huge meals (be careful with this one!!!), and all the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I was missing this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-98634081523599413?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/98634081523599413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=98634081523599413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/98634081523599413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/98634081523599413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2010/04/coming-back.html' title='Coming back?'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/S7j45CFsweI/AAAAAAAAQx8/QfkLAeDD9dQ/s72-c/n567025401_2597862_8226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7388691060726941995</id><published>2009-07-24T21:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:16:02.299+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder and harder...</title><content type='html'>... to say goodbye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7388691060726941995?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7388691060726941995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7388691060726941995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7388691060726941995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7388691060726941995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/07/harder-and-harder.html' title='Harder and harder...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7701530732585409042</id><published>2009-07-03T17:28:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:54:18.067+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture says it all :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4aGvPyCtI/AAAAAAAANS8/7P7eOjXKvSA/s1600-h/Fun+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4aGvPyCtI/AAAAAAAANS8/7P7eOjXKvSA/s320/Fun+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245710054296274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Best Team ever! (EMEA Delphi Indirect Purchasing)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4ZwJPA0nI/AAAAAAAANS0/qWqpS0_sLi8/s1600-h/Fun+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4ZwJPA0nI/AAAAAAAANS0/qWqpS0_sLi8/s320/Fun+216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245321893401202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 chicks on the beach! (2 are missing)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4ZMnHyZwI/AAAAAAAANSs/p31OgIyQBtA/s1600-h/CIMG6836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4ZMnHyZwI/AAAAAAAANSs/p31OgIyQBtA/s320/CIMG6836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244711440869122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladies in Barcelona&lt;/span&gt; (The trip of my internship!)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4Y4s5thvI/AAAAAAAANSk/6Vmx24WfZMU/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4Y4s5thvI/AAAAAAAANSk/6Vmx24WfZMU/s320/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244369395058418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portofino, just incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4acyQYIJI/AAAAAAAANTE/vrDis4p-OqI/s1600-h/weekend+cu+dora+626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4acyQYIJI/AAAAAAAANTE/vrDis4p-OqI/s320/weekend+cu+dora+626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354246088819220626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dora in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4XCzmiZyI/AAAAAAAANSc/JLs0-U8YmkA/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4XCzmiZyI/AAAAAAAANSc/JLs0-U8YmkA/s320/Picture+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354242343969122082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dey and Bobo visiting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4Wr_eGeQI/AAAAAAAANSU/B9V74-tBKx0/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4Wr_eGeQI/AAAAAAAANSU/B9V74-tBKx0/s320/Picture+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354241952017971458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st of May home, in Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4WXlHrwxI/AAAAAAAANSM/WJDgQNGmgYM/s1600-h/IMG_3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4WXlHrwxI/AAAAAAAANSM/WJDgQNGmgYM/s320/IMG_3210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354241601347240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun on Pont des Arts&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4V9is9t2I/AAAAAAAANSE/0BEJowW-piE/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4V9is9t2I/AAAAAAAANSE/0BEJowW-piE/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354241154021701474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;icnic with my friends&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/30210151-7701530732585409042?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7701530732585409042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7701530732585409042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7701530732585409042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7701530732585409042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-says-it-all.html' title='A picture says it all :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Sk4aGvPyCtI/AAAAAAAANS8/7P7eOjXKvSA/s72-c/Fun+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4181441383615748813</id><published>2009-04-26T00:22:00.024+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:21:27.221+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to my... blog :P</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I received an email from a newie from AIESEC Cluj (Adriana :P) asking me about my eXchange XP :) My first thought was that I can give her the link to my blog and there she will find all the answers... but my blog wasn;t updated in a long time so... I couldn't do that... instead I wrote her a looong mail about random things from these 7 months (did they help, Adriana? :P), and I just realised I never posted thoughts like that here... Maybe I will start doing this... :P Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... well, still busy, still full days, still no time for breathing... sometimes I feel like I am in an exam session period, and I am waiting for the end to get some rest, to sleep all day and recover myself... but then I realise I will still be having the same life style for at least 4 months and the worst part is that I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see...&lt;br /&gt;- the girls going to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;football match&lt;/span&gt;.. pretty important one (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;France - Lithuanie&lt;/span&gt;, qualifications for the World Championship) for both teams. Hmm... a boring game (only France scored once), but great atmosphere on Stade de France! Incredible feeling, thousands of flags on a stadium of 80.000 people (almost full... 79554 people!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIFWX2HZI/AAAAAAAAKZo/SNzRl-e22H8/s1600-h/Football+Match+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIFWX2HZI/AAAAAAAAKZo/SNzRl-e22H8/s320/Football+Match+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328752409595747730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOGk4ydaVI/AAAAAAAAKZg/iSJv_Es6S6c/s1600-h/Football+Match.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOGk4ydaVI/AAAAAAAAKZg/iSJv_Es6S6c/s320/Football+Match.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328750752386869586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- living with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2 crazy Brazilian girls&lt;/span&gt; for 3 weeks (our bathroom was being renovated, so we had to move out of the flat)... Great time! These Latinas... Oh My Gosh! They would dance all the time, laughing, having fun permanently! And they speak so loudly!!! And I love them both! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEhkHTuNI/AAAAAAAAKYg/Ahfvx7wl5hk/s1600-h/Brazilians+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEhkHTuNI/AAAAAAAAKYg/Ahfvx7wl5hk/s320/Brazilians+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328748496274307282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEOI4JMeI/AAAAAAAAKYY/b8CoS9-qSrQ/s1600-h/Brazilians+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEOI4JMeI/AAAAAAAAKYY/b8CoS9-qSrQ/s320/Brazilians+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328748162545431010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfODz5_FXtI/AAAAAAAAKYQ/n92EdfyI24w/s1600-h/Brazilians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfODz5_FXtI/AAAAAAAAKYQ/n92EdfyI24w/s320/Brazilians.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328747711871409874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Clubbin' &lt;/span&gt;a lot... with pre-drinks of course... always drinking something in someone's house... cheaper and more fun for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOGPo9sbsI/AAAAAAAAKZY/KMh6iNwEzuI/s1600-h/Clubbin+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOGPo9sbsI/AAAAAAAAKZY/KMh6iNwEzuI/s320/Clubbin+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328750387361771202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOF9u9FEAI/AAAAAAAAKZQ/CSsC_beVsoU/s1600-h/Clubbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOF9u9FEAI/AAAAAAAAKZQ/CSsC_beVsoU/s320/Clubbin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328750079732158466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my parents and my sister in Paris&lt;/span&gt; for almost a week! A lot of fun and a lot of walking around! They loved Paris!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIYRAh6sI/AAAAAAAAKZw/JTdJNBxtuAo/s1600-h/Moulin+Rouge+%2818%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIYRAh6sI/AAAAAAAAKZw/JTdJNBxtuAo/s320/Moulin+Rouge+%2818%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328752734573292226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- going to an ice-skating show, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stars sur Glace&lt;/span&gt;... where all the champions of France (including Brian Joubert!!!) made a hell of a show!! I just loved it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIlQZJUJI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/vc_2Y7EjWcE/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIlQZJUJI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/vc_2Y7EjWcE/s320/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328752957746401426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Romanians go on a road trip to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bretagne&lt;/span&gt;, a very cool region of France! 3 days of visiting great places, and speaking Romanian all the time! Hehe! Coolish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEuv8ZM2I/AAAAAAAAKYo/gM3r7YKnhTE/s1600-h/Bretagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOEuv8ZM2I/AAAAAAAAKYo/gM3r7YKnhTE/s320/Bretagne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328748722788053858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFsTFZP_I/AAAAAAAAKZI/LnqokwcMVX8/s1600-h/Bretagne+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFsTFZP_I/AAAAAAAAKZI/LnqokwcMVX8/s320/Bretagne+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328749780193066994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFMsjcDeI/AAAAAAAAKY4/EgmqJpbIPok/s1600-h/Bretagne+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFMsjcDeI/AAAAAAAAKY4/EgmqJpbIPok/s320/Bretagne+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328749237274152418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOE-TkMY_I/AAAAAAAAKYw/6dMBA5eRKRs/s1600-h/Bretagne+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOE-TkMY_I/AAAAAAAAKYw/6dMBA5eRKRs/s320/Bretagne+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328748990048265202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFf1rzBQI/AAAAAAAAKZA/KUYF9i0Woi4/s1600-h/Bretagne+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOFf1rzBQI/AAAAAAAAKZA/KUYF9i0Woi4/s320/Bretagne+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328749566142645506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Romanians and Mexicans visit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scotland&lt;/span&gt; for Catholic Easter! Edinburgh is an incredible city! It doesnt't even look like a capital city! So quiet, relaxing, with a lot of history behind! And the people always having fun, drinking (whisky or not :P), smiling and making fun... Don't miss it!!! AA... and the kilts... hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJx_2B-HI/AAAAAAAAKaY/B47DrXzaZbo/s1600-h/Scotland+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJx_2B-HI/AAAAAAAAKaY/B47DrXzaZbo/s320/Scotland+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328754276154079346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJfg-4DvI/AAAAAAAAKaQ/ozF4tJBcdAk/s1600-h/Scotland+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJfg-4DvI/AAAAAAAAKaQ/ozF4tJBcdAk/s320/Scotland+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328753958632034034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOK8htDzlI/AAAAAAAAKaw/sW14DJMvdeA/s1600-h/Scotland+%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOK8htDzlI/AAAAAAAAKaw/sW14DJMvdeA/s320/Scotland+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328755556553576018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJIn2EFYI/AAAAAAAAKaI/v2jWlmsufwA/s1600-h/Scotland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOJIn2EFYI/AAAAAAAAKaI/v2jWlmsufwA/s320/Scotland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328753565337130370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOI83EUM_I/AAAAAAAAKaA/tVT8nOnL4l8/s1600-h/Picture+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOI83EUM_I/AAAAAAAAKaA/tVT8nOnL4l8/s320/Picture+370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328753363265008626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOKQGl_L5I/AAAAAAAAKag/-BNWMFnIuck/s1600-h/Scotland+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOKQGl_L5I/AAAAAAAAKag/-BNWMFnIuck/s320/Scotland+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328754793361911698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOKoPoFRNI/AAAAAAAAKao/KQBK5evsncM/s1600-h/Scotland+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOKoPoFRNI/AAAAAAAAKao/KQBK5evsncM/s320/Scotland+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328755208103478482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romanian Easter&lt;/span&gt; in Paris.. cooked salata de boeuf, snitzele, painted eggs (they turned out great!!) and made a huge picnic with the other trainees, teaching them to say Hristos a-nviat and fight with the eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOMR9spthI/AAAAAAAAKa4/LcoLc9U1V3k/s1600-h/Picture+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOMR9spthI/AAAAAAAAKa4/LcoLc9U1V3k/s320/Picture+460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328757024356939282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other crazy weeks are coming... as always here in Paris! A lot of visitors on pipe, a lot of trips waiting for us... and good weather hopefully! You never know :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-4181441383615748813?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4181441383615748813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4181441383615748813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4181441383615748813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4181441383615748813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/04/coming-back-to-my-blog-p.html' title='Coming back to my... blog :P'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SfOIFWX2HZI/AAAAAAAAKZo/SNzRl-e22H8/s72-c/Football+Match+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3867178311438982367</id><published>2009-03-09T00:13:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:20:59.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from Paris</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since my last activity around here... I guess there were some busy times passing :) And what can I say? I am enjoying my traineeship as much as I can and.. it's working! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- walking and enjoying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paris (La Bourse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRIVv4UM-I/AAAAAAAAJkg/CLPzxjyG8uo/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRIVv4UM-I/AAAAAAAAJkg/CLPzxjyG8uo/s320/Picture+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310949399043781602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(French sweets - irrestistible!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRIxibrcvI/AAAAAAAAJko/u3izG3RHU-M/s1600-h/Picture+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRIxibrcvI/AAAAAAAAJko/u3izG3RHU-M/s320/Picture+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310949876470346482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- spending a great weekend in Italy (visiting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milano and Torino &lt;/span&gt;- very nice cities!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRJe73mb3I/AAAAAAAAJkw/nzKiyvmssaU/s1600-h/IMG_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRJe73mb3I/AAAAAAAAJkw/nzKiyvmssaU/s320/IMG_3251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310950656392458098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKCNBOZFI/AAAAAAAAJk4/5y24AdFgSB0/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKCNBOZFI/AAAAAAAAJk4/5y24AdFgSB0/s320/Picture+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310951262291649618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex and Cata&lt;/span&gt; visiting us in Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKRV3dNCI/AAAAAAAAJlA/y4NwlT5LegY/s1600-h/Picture+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKRV3dNCI/AAAAAAAAJlA/y4NwlT5LegY/s320/Picture+276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310951522364634146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- visiting visitins and again visiting...  this will never end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint Germain en Laye castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKu682xSI/AAAAAAAAJlI/iQ_GM6LxADM/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRKu682xSI/AAAAAAAAJlI/iQ_GM6LxADM/s320/Picture+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310952030535599394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Tea in a little cute French town&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Marly le Roi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRLWKp1o-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/UAkhNQxI9Lw/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRLWKp1o-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/UAkhNQxI9Lw/s320/Picture+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310952704765699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- climbing on the top of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notre Dame de Paris&lt;/span&gt; - excellent view, so much better than the one from the Arc de Triomph! Definetly worth seeing!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRMdBvuCXI/AAAAAAAAJlY/pAiIiSD4PJk/s1600-h/IMG_0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRMdBvuCXI/AAAAAAAAJlY/pAiIiSD4PJk/s320/IMG_0604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310953922145159538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- living for 2 weeks with 2 crazy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brazilian girls, Clarissa and Juli!&lt;/span&gt; I tought them bad words in Romanian and they did the same in Portuguese :) Interesting experience, as Juli cooks all the time, so I am getting fatter :)) Brazialian sweets (Brigadero), chicken pie, cheese pie, chocolate cake, etc.. :P I like Brazilians! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRNRNi9yrI/AAAAAAAAJlg/6lDeZOM2vs4/s1600-h/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRNRNi9yrI/AAAAAAAAJlg/6lDeZOM2vs4/s320/Picture+252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310954818666089138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clubbing&lt;/span&gt; with the Delphi trainees (of course, first there is the cocktail!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRQ8WrHeMI/AAAAAAAAJlo/mMoL8PXsGV4/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRQ8WrHeMI/AAAAAAAAJlo/mMoL8PXsGV4/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310958858385455298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dora visiting Paris&lt;/span&gt; as a great surprise for both of us! :P (she missed the connection to Copenhagen, so we had time to visit Paris in the night :P) - no pics available for online distrivuitn, we were too tired in them - but they exist! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- visiting another Castle, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chateau de Chantilly&lt;/span&gt; - I just love this place!! The interesting part was the hitch-hiking at the end, to come back to Paris... otherwise we should have waited for the train for 2 more hours! But it was nice :P Me and 3 Brazilian girls... I don't know how and what I do, but I am always around Latinas :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRSRdstpPI/AAAAAAAAJlw/8SPtrXnyaSk/s1600-h/Picture+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRSRdstpPI/AAAAAAAAJlw/8SPtrXnyaSk/s320/Picture+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310960320560080114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now! :P Tomorrow is a new day! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3867178311438982367?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3867178311438982367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3867178311438982367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3867178311438982367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3867178311438982367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-from-paris.html' title='Updates from Paris'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SbRIVv4UM-I/AAAAAAAAJkg/CLPzxjyG8uo/s72-c/Picture+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8503449003374155367</id><published>2009-02-09T21:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:34:00.938+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa :)</title><content type='html'>I got a leapsa from Mili, but I just read it! :) So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pick the 4th picture in that folder&lt;br /&gt;3. Explain the picture&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 4 people to do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SZCEdAlIOaI/AAAAAAAAJGI/dqn4oUqsD48/s1600-h/P8080188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SZCEdAlIOaI/AAAAAAAAJGI/dqn4oUqsD48/s320/P8080188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300882395321874850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this picture was taken in Brasov, when one day, Jeny and me decided to go "shopping". So we were on the train from Fagaras to Brasov, enjoying the nice day, remembering the good old times and making plans for the next summer days! :) Great memories! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to forward the leapsa further... Let's pick Ili, Alex, Roxi and Silvishor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8503449003374155367?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8503449003374155367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8503449003374155367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8503449003374155367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8503449003374155367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SZCEdAlIOaI/AAAAAAAAJGI/dqn4oUqsD48/s72-c/P8080188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1853141397288580414</id><published>2009-02-04T23:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:01:07.923+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life-is-full-of-beauty-notice-it-notice-the/368485.html"&gt;Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/to_love_is_to_risk_not_being_loved_in_return-to/9949.html"&gt;To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/if_you_wait_to_do_everything_until_you-re_sure_it/227446.html"&gt;If you wait to do everything until you're sure it's right, you'll probably never do much of anything.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_difference_between_school_and_life-in_school/326386.html"&gt;The difference between school and life? In school, you're taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/for_everything_you_have_missed-you_have_gained/156817.html"&gt;For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/one_day_your_life_will_flash_before_your_eyes/297847.html"&gt;One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_most_important_things_in_life_aren-t_things/10296.html"&gt;The most important things in life aren't things.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/perhaps_our_eyes_need_to_be_washed_by_our_tears/222524.html"&gt;Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_is_the_art_of_drawing_without_an_eraser/210109.html"&gt;Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/don-t_worry_about_life-you-re_not_going_to/9623.html"&gt;Don't worry about life, you're not going to survive it anyway.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&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/30210151-1853141397288580414?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1853141397288580414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1853141397288580414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1853141397288580414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1853141397288580414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/sayings.html' title='Sayings...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-436653841728743936</id><published>2009-02-02T22:07:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:28:06.369+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;We are visiting candies shops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdVOcmlXdI/AAAAAAAAJF4/eoPZgnhWNDY/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdVOcmlXdI/AAAAAAAAJF4/eoPZgnhWNDY/s320/Picture+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298297193309232594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching the Chinese New Year's Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdUjOm95SI/AAAAAAAAJFw/H9uKKR6M4AY/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdUjOm95SI/AAAAAAAAJFw/H9uKKR6M4AY/s320/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298296450818368802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having fun in the metro stations (this one is Montparnasse) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdUKCVG8kI/AAAAAAAAJFo/nh3HmV7oLu0/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdUKCVG8kI/AAAAAAAAJFo/nh3HmV7oLu0/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298296018025509442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating sushi whenever we have the chance!  (love it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdT64G3yfI/AAAAAAAAJFg/-erZZQlgVkM/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdT64G3yfI/AAAAAAAAJFg/-erZZQlgVkM/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298295757583403506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Climbing the Arc de Triomph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdTJxjGh4I/AAAAAAAAJFY/MH9gaotqZxE/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdTJxjGh4I/AAAAAAAAJFY/MH9gaotqZxE/s320/DSC01262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294914009171842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdWAvexaJI/AAAAAAAAJGA/ypvhF0rWnj8/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdWAvexaJI/AAAAAAAAJGA/ypvhF0rWnj8/s320/Picture+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298298057370200210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice-skating and enjoying the ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdS0VfeVvI/AAAAAAAAJFQ/tQY_r3eu8h0/s1600-h/IMG_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdS0VfeVvI/AAAAAAAAJFQ/tQY_r3eu8h0/s320/IMG_0380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294545700509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Till next time! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-436653841728743936?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/436653841728743936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=436653841728743936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/436653841728743936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/436653841728743936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/lately.html' title='Lately..'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SYdVOcmlXdI/AAAAAAAAJF4/eoPZgnhWNDY/s72-c/Picture+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7845030599905504104</id><published>2009-01-11T20:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:15:57.694+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viteza ucide!!!</title><content type='html'>O veste socanta si deloc placuta m-a impins sa caut statistici despre accidentele de masina in Romania. Si asa am aflat ca 2 romani mor pe zi din cauza vitezei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primele luni ale anului 2008 au avut loc &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2100 de accidente&lt;/span&gt;, care au avut ca si consecinta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;341 de mori&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3171 de raniti&lt;/span&gt;! Astazi un cunoscut de-al meu a crescut penultimul numar. Si se pare ca nici nu a fost vina lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, apel catre cei care practica soferia! Grija mare pe sosele, pentru ca ce-i mai rau se poate intampla oricui! Si partea si mai proasta e ca viata noastra nu depinde numai de noi, dar in mare parte da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7845030599905504104?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7845030599905504104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7845030599905504104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7845030599905504104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7845030599905504104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/viteza-ucide.html' title='Viteza ucide!!!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8137378593958939248</id><published>2009-01-06T18:28:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:52:43.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of my girls</title><content type='html'>Yes, very very proud!!&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I found out that &lt;strong&gt;Silvishor was selected in the EB 09-10 of AIESEC Cluj&lt;/strong&gt;! Congratulations my dear! I trust you;re going to do a great job for AIESEC, and it's going to be a hell of term for you also! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I realised that all my 3 girls, all my 3 team-leaders from the second part of my term have been or are vicepresidents in AIESEC Cluj! And I couldn't be more proud of them, because I know that each of them has lived AIESEC to the full so far! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj8aos40HI/AAAAAAAAI9k/T_RzItKwmPo/s1600-h/2008+-+X+cooking+night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj8aos40HI/AAAAAAAAI9k/T_RzItKwmPo/s320/2008+-+X+cooking+night.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289755296879136882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj8V-VFvwI/AAAAAAAAI9c/d6Nsy5WPtGs/s1600-h/2008+-+X+meeting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj8V-VFvwI/AAAAAAAAI9c/d6Nsy5WPtGs/s320/2008+-+X+meeting.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289755216785555202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore my dears, I wish you all the luck in the world in the next year, whatever you choose to do! Remember to track the chocolate coins, and I wish you to eat them all till 2nd of April! By the way, how many do you still have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8137378593958939248?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8137378593958939248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8137378593958939248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8137378593958939248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8137378593958939248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/proud-of-my-girls.html' title='Proud of my girls'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj8aos40HI/AAAAAAAAI9k/T_RzItKwmPo/s72-c/2008+-+X+cooking+night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6784238271044335231</id><published>2009-01-06T18:22:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:50:10.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>And just as I expected, 2009 started very nice for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- surrounded by my dearest &lt;strong&gt;friends and family&lt;/strong&gt;, both the ones from Fagaras, and the ones from Cluj&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj657c_IcI/AAAAAAAAI9M/8MHPhVvB37k/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj657c_IcI/AAAAAAAAI9M/8MHPhVvB37k/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753635465404866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(New Year's Eve dinner! And "Mosu" was also there! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj6JkXiw1I/AAAAAAAAI88/5h-r7f7Kv5I/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj6JkXiw1I/AAAAAAAAI88/5h-r7f7Kv5I/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752804634837842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we were playing canasta at 6 am in the morning! ADDICTED!!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5568s5hI/AAAAAAAAI80/lOsvZ08_E28/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5568s5hI/AAAAAAAAI80/lOsvZ08_E28/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752535818364434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(craaazy girls!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5s09clzI/AAAAAAAAI8s/MRLgejSeG-w/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5s09clzI/AAAAAAAAI8s/MRLgejSeG-w/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752310872577842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5M54MayI/AAAAAAAAI8k/4zogRQ8FMkI/s1600-h/DSC02258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj5M54MayI/AAAAAAAAI8k/4zogRQ8FMkI/s320/DSC02258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289751762436909858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(carol singing on 24th of December! Cos and his girls! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;snow &lt;/strong&gt;everywhere (on 1st of January), and even in Paris, now that I am back (the only thing is that people are crazy now with this weather and they cancelled flights, the traffic is affected, etc..)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj6ZleFFbI/AAAAAAAAI9E/K3c8eoi7CIg/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj6ZleFFbI/AAAAAAAAI9E/K3c8eoi7CIg/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753079808595378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- with many &lt;strong&gt;plans and wishes&lt;/strong&gt; for the next period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- with great &lt;strong&gt;news&lt;/strong&gt; even from the first days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj7CmIreNI/AAAAAAAAI9U/k9uMeD9Rp34/s1600-h/DSC02262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj7CmIreNI/AAAAAAAAI9U/k9uMeD9Rp34/s320/DSC02262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753784361908434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(this is just a funny picture of Pusy! :P Isn't she cute? :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I really think this year is gonna be incredible (remember the song? :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6784238271044335231?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6784238271044335231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6784238271044335231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6784238271044335231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6784238271044335231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj657c_IcI/AAAAAAAAI9M/8MHPhVvB37k/s72-c/IMG_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4673408224371661963</id><published>2008-12-16T12:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:36:27.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday in Paris</title><content type='html'>So far and yet, so close to my friends, and to the people from home! It has been a very nice birthday, and its celebration lasted more than one day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing was a really nice breakfast with the Indirect Purchasing team here in Delphi, with cookies, juice and coffee. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj3hSsoZ0I/AAAAAAAAI8E/f28SlpBQ03k/s1600-h/DSCN6753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj3hSsoZ0I/AAAAAAAAI8E/f28SlpBQ03k/s320/DSCN6753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289749913673426754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All day long people were coming into my cubical to wish me “Happy Birthday” and at 4 pm (this is a reference hour for the trainees in Delphi), I had a really nice surprise from my dear stagiaires, who came and brought me a very funny present (sorry, no pictures of the present allowed… it’s a secret :P)! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj3vlGahFI/AAAAAAAAI8M/n6XIRYPQfXo/s1600-h/DSCN6770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj3vlGahFI/AAAAAAAAI8M/n6XIRYPQfXo/s320/DSCN6770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289750159131575378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a looong day at work, Miha prepared a surprise dinner party in hour house, inviting Andra and 2 French guys (her flat mates), cooking some fondue du fromage (delicious!), drinking champagne and speaking in French (it’s so easy to do that after some scotch mixed with wine! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj4FKXUGqI/AAAAAAAAI8U/Q75QYdYIPIs/s1600-h/DSCN6786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj4FKXUGqI/AAAAAAAAI8U/Q75QYdYIPIs/s320/DSCN6786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289750529911823010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The picture is a plittle bit dizzy.... but so were we :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened on the 10th of December :P But the big celebration was on Saturday, when we had a “soiree” (as Miha likes to call it) in our house, where all the trainees from Delphi were invited, plus some other friends, and together with Ada (her birthday is also on 10th :P), we prepared some crepes francaises, sandwiches, and of course, we didn’t forget the wine, punch, beer, in order to make everybody “happy”!&lt;br /&gt;Le Cab was our next destination, one of the fanciest clubs in Paris! Even though we didn’t spend too much time there, it was really nice, we enjoyed ourselves a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj4RM6IxkI/AAAAAAAAI8c/4O_Lw6Jui40/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj4RM6IxkI/AAAAAAAAI8c/4O_Lw6Jui40/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289750736753182274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was my birthday? Weird at first, because I was used to being surrounded by my friends every time, either the ones from Cluj, or from Fagaras, or a mixture of the 2 groups… but it was always them. Now… a bunch of great persons, but people that I’ve met 4 months ago. And on one hand, I was happy to be here with all of them, because they really made my day be incredible, but on the other hand, I missed my friends back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I couldn’t believe how many messages I received during that day! Therefore:&lt;br /&gt;-          Thank You Iulia and Alex, Michelle, Peng, Lucki, Harald, Hush, Ciuci, Ioana, Ana, Reka, Iulius, Andrei, Herny, Galebu, Aylin, Coditza, Alessandro, Nikka, Romeo, Radu, Jani, Alex from Iasi, Mili, Mada for your wishes!&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks my girls for the skype conversation surprise that you organized for me!&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks Mali, Dora, Jeny, Cos, Bobo and Silvishor for the mails and phone calls&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks Iuli and Bebe for calling me, it was a really nice surprise :P&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks all my dear friends from Paris for what they did during the entire day (and on Saturday :P)&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks Ando for appearing at my door in the secret day! :P&lt;br /&gt;-          Thanks Miha for organizing that crazy dinner :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally sure I forgot some persons… thanks guys! :P I just realized that I sounded like an Oscar Winner, :P, but who cares? :P Still miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 4 more days till I come back home!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: the craziest girl Ioana Muresan will come in Paris, as trainee in Delphi! We will work in the same company!!!! :P Congrats! Can’t wait to see you here! :P We will be 4 trainees coming from the same LC! :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: I am sooo very excited about the New Year’s Party!!! Even if Alex makes me bring French food! We’ll see about that :P&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/30210151-4673408224371661963?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4673408224371661963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4673408224371661963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4673408224371661963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4673408224371661963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-birthday-in-paris.html' title='My birthday in Paris'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SWj3hSsoZ0I/AAAAAAAAI8E/f28SlpBQ03k/s72-c/DSCN6753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-9164950553139299718</id><published>2008-12-08T23:13:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:54:07.134+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Why? Well, because after you stop writing, it becomes more and more difficult as the days pass... and then you need to be a really brave person to start again. And here I am, being brave :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of things happened of course (we only have one life, right? :P), and I will make a wrap up as Ale would say, or speak in bullets... it's more efficient, isn't it, Silvishor? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st of December in Paris&lt;/strong&gt;. We celebrated it on 28th of November actually, because the Embassy of Romania in France decided to organize a dinner for a part of the Romanians from here. I was lucky enough to get an invitation and, to be honest, we ate soooo much! They served sarmale, salata de boeuf, chiftele, fasole frecata, cozonac (which was more like a panettone), Romanian wine (Feteasca, Cotnari) and even tuica :P We laughed a lot and in the same time it was pretty strange to hear only Romanian around me for 3 hours. But for sure it was worth going!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2Vpjv10mI/AAAAAAAAIws/Hq9tAyv8zw8/s1600-h/DSCN6685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2Vpjv10mI/AAAAAAAAIws/Hq9tAyv8zw8/s320/DSCN6685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277538879551165026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;Ale visited us&lt;/strong&gt; in the same weekend. I think she liked Paris (she was pretty enthusiastic), even if the weather was not the best one (of course, it's a Parisian weather!!). We walked a lot, we ate Crepes Flambees (the waiter almost put the entire table on fire... he was probably intimidated :P), we went to the Eiffel Tower (Ale loved it!), etc... Very enjoyable time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2V9F8nIvI/AAAAAAAAIw0/4IFHQFxEkzc/s1600-h/DSCN6703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2V9F8nIvI/AAAAAAAAIw0/4IFHQFxEkzc/s320/DSCN6703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277539215149048562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WIj4bYuI/AAAAAAAAIw8/S18AauFXao4/s1600-h/notre+dame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WIj4bYuI/AAAAAAAAIw8/S18AauFXao4/s320/notre+dame.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277539412163125986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then the next weekend (meaning this last one), &lt;strong&gt;another Ale visited me, also called Jenyfer :P&lt;/strong&gt; Perfect word for this period: RELAXATION! :) walking, talking, partying, cooking (spaghetti and papanasi - delicious!!!), shopping for an entire day, watching stupid movies and wishing this weekend never to end (but it did... damn!)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WWEt86CI/AAAAAAAAIxE/8lTyXbtNy98/s1600-h/PC040034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WWEt86CI/AAAAAAAAIxE/8lTyXbtNy98/s320/PC040034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277539644315854882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Party&lt;/strong&gt; with Delphi trainees! It was like in AIESEC Cluj (well, some parts at least), with a Secret Santa, with little presents and games, with paper snowflakes and Christmas decorations, with a lot of traditional food (Iranian, Ukrainian, Polish, Mexican, Romanian, Brazilian) - so taaaasty!, pictures, music, carols...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2XD-4dxiI/AAAAAAAAIxc/7RJtq84kM6o/s1600-h/PC060083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2XD-4dxiI/AAAAAAAAIxc/7RJtq84kM6o/s320/PC060083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277540433023321634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2W3miQXVI/AAAAAAAAIxU/Tfxy3U1SsKU/s1600-h/0DSCI000+%28532%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2W3miQXVI/AAAAAAAAIxU/Tfxy3U1SsKU/s320/0DSCI000+%28532%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277540220329286994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WpVQqX0I/AAAAAAAAIxM/-ZJcpMrJO8Q/s1600-h/PC050067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2WpVQqX0I/AAAAAAAAIxM/-ZJcpMrJO8Q/s320/PC050067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277539975173922626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's it... Monday came [again!!!]! Sorry Ili, but I will never like this day... maybe during holidays, but I doubt :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: 11 more days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-9164950553139299718?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/9164950553139299718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=9164950553139299718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/9164950553139299718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/9164950553139299718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/ST2Vpjv10mI/AAAAAAAAIws/Hq9tAyv8zw8/s72-c/DSCN6685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-315099984144106946</id><published>2008-11-13T23:24:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:41:25.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the perfect weekends in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Was between 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of November &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; Yeah, it wasn’t really a weekend, but for most people in  &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_1"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt; it was a long one (some bank holiday again). So we chose to spend it in a  &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_2"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt; , as I haven’t had been there before and I always wanted to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRybqhtF32I/AAAAAAAAIPg/BGTXfTjgu30/s1600-h/London+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRybqhtF32I/AAAAAAAAIPg/BGTXfTjgu30/s320/London+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268256819020947298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Why perfect? Because of three reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I met &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; there, after 4 months of not seeing each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyc7A3lM9I/AAAAAAAAIPo/6_sCBjCCWM8/s1600-h/picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyc7A3lM9I/AAAAAAAAIPo/6_sCBjCCWM8/s320/picture+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268258201775977426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I met &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, my friend from Fagaras, after 1 year and 2 months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRydmFy9ViI/AAAAAAAAIP4/jU8E5CxZbvw/s1600-h/London+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRydmFy9ViI/AAAAAAAAIP4/jU8E5CxZbvw/s320/London+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268258941833139746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I had enough time to get to know this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  city, a little bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyd3qHN4yI/AAAAAAAAIQA/3smQfTUezy0/s1600-h/picture+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyd3qHN4yI/AAAAAAAAIQA/3smQfTUezy0/s320/picture+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268259243639563042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I don’t even know from where to start. We did a lot of things, we walked a lot (my muscles still hurt after 2 days), we visited the National Gallery, the British   Museum , &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_3"&gt;Tate Modern&lt;/span&gt; (this is an exposition of contemporary art… the most stupid thing I have ever seen in my life!), we saw the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_4"&gt;London Eye&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_5"&gt;Westminster Abbey&lt;/span&gt;, the House of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_6"&gt;Parliament&lt;/span&gt;, Big Ben, etc. What else? Well, we also had a LOT  of fun at &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_7"&gt;Madame Tussauds&lt;/span&gt; (the museum of stars made out of wax) – now I have my picture with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_8"&gt;Tom Cruise&lt;/span&gt; (and many others :P)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyeNpynMWI/AAAAAAAAIQI/G7xZ-p39Qzg/s1600-h/London+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyeNpynMWI/AAAAAAAAIQI/G7xZ-p39Qzg/s320/London+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268259621510263138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;We ate a lot of sushi (even cooked some at home, which turned out to be really tasty!!), chocolate waffles in the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_9"&gt;Camden Market&lt;/span&gt; (OMG!), celebrated with Martini our meeting in a very nice city, took a lot of interesting pictures (especially the ones in the tube), tried to get used to the bad weather in England (it was raining almost all the time… yack!). We went shopping (I bought boots!!!), and also visited some shops (this was the purpose… I wish we could have another one): Hamley’s (toys shop…. Huuuge, 5 floors of toys, games, Barbies, etc.) and Harrods – the most expensive mall in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_10"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; – you could find here everything starting with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_11"&gt;Gucci&lt;/span&gt;, Armani, Prada, Dior, Versace, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_12"&gt;Valentino&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_13"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/span&gt; watches and chocolate, French cheese and boulangerie, etc… ANYTHING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyemCW3eSI/AAAAAAAAIQQ/56QfXR1QXEQ/s1600-h/London+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRyemCW3eSI/AAAAAAAAIQQ/56QfXR1QXEQ/s320/London+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268260040421636386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;How is London comparing it to  Paris ? - this is the question that I heard most often since I got back. Well, it’s different! They have very few things in common, but I really like them both.  Paris is more romantic, more artistic, the architecture is older and the style is older (which makes is really special). The atmosphere is more relaxed, even though it is more crowded than London . The people are more divers and more open from what I heard and noticed. On the other hand, London is very cosmopolitan, it has a lot of huge buildings (modern style), especially a part of it called  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226611382_14"&gt;Canary Wharf&lt;/span&gt; . It looks amazing with so much glass and the Thames  around the buildings. Excellent! The center is very chic, with those British pubs, always full of people (if they couldn’t fit in, they were drinking their beer in front of the pub) that don’t care about what’s going on around them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Other impressions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I was almost hit by cars several times, because I was always looking in the other direction (it’s hard to get used to cars driving on the other side of the road)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;the train that we were taking to get to the center has a really nice itinerary between the big glassy buildings, crossing the water (Thames) several times, then passing through a rally cute neighbor of small houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;British people are very diplomatic and you can see this even in the way they dress, or on their faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;There is no point in having an umbrella in London, because at a certain time you get tired taking it out of the purse and then put it back (because the rain stopped), and then repeat the process… so, better off without it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Other type of impressions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;I thought it will be a little bit weird to meet my friends after so much time, but no, not at all. It was so normal to see them, as if I saw them yesterday and the day before. It’s true that we were talking a lot, catching up, but it was like time has stopped during all this period. And this is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;We changed a lot, all 3 of us. And I think it is in a good way. I can’t say it about me (it’s subjective), but Dora and Adina are different from what I used to know. They are more mature, and I must add more crazy, thinking about the future, planning, making decisions (running for MCP or not, career directions, objectives for the future, new ambitions for everybody), etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;All in all, it was a really enjoyable weekend! I wish I could say I rested a lot, but nope, I am more tired than after 2 weeks of work! And I like it: P  I had the chance to take a break and to reset my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next move: Lisbon, Paris or Copenhagen! :) Can't wait! :)&lt;br /&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/30210151-315099984144106946?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/315099984144106946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=315099984144106946' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/315099984144106946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/315099984144106946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-perfect-weekends-in-london.html' title='One of the perfect weekends in London'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SRybqhtF32I/AAAAAAAAIPg/BGTXfTjgu30/s72-c/London+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1525454265915371100</id><published>2008-11-02T23:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:36:40.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziest day in Delphi so far</title><content type='html'>It was Friday! The day started at 9 sharp with a "Petit dejeuner Pot de Depart pour Thomas" (Goodbye party as Breakfast), with croissants, juice, cookies, candies and chocolate. A lot of guests, jokes, we laughed a lot with the managers and the girls, they are really crazy people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were 2 hours of work, and then lunch. Veeery funny one, with Dominique (my manager), Baharak and some other people from our team. We talked about the difference between France and USA concerning companies being customer oriented or not. Lovely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one hour of work and party again. This time it was Genc's Pot de depart, after 3 years spent in Delphi. He started as a trainee, then got hired and now... changing the direction :) This was more of a trainee party, with food and champagne, stupid jokes and talks. But it was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQ4ctGbVYmI/AAAAAAAAIG8/uKo6UAZg7rQ/s1600-h/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQ4ctGbVYmI/AAAAAAAAIG8/uKo6UAZg7rQ/s320/Picture+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264176575587639906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQ4dDbW1JKI/AAAAAAAAIHE/w9qLi_ULEXE/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQ4dDbW1JKI/AAAAAAAAIHE/w9qLi_ULEXE/s320/Picture+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264176959163016354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when the day should have finished (it was already 17:30), for us it actually started. We had to do everything that was on the agenda for the day, and this was not little. So we started working, very efficiently, and it was crazy. At 18:00 everybody was gone, but our team. Indirect Purchasing was working, eating the cookies left from Thomas, and having fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's another working week. But this one is shorter :) And the next one will be even shorter! :) Stay tooned! The best is yet to come, as someone used to say :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1525454265915371100?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1525454265915371100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1525454265915371100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1525454265915371100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1525454265915371100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/craziest-day-in-delphi-so-far.html' title='Craziest day in Delphi so far'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQ4ctGbVYmI/AAAAAAAAIG8/uKo6UAZg7rQ/s72-c/Picture+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4295502335799222518</id><published>2008-10-29T00:30:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:44:49.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Paris</title><content type='html'>Full weekend again... I can;t seem to be able to have a weekend for resting and that's it. Maybe when I arrive home for holidays. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I went at Versailles with Anya. A very nice place indeed, as everybody says. I liked it a lot, especially the gardens, that are more visited than the castle itself. The only regret I had was the weather... it was soooo cold! So the gardens are huuuge, and they have flowers everywhere (even on this weather), fountains and trees in amazing orders. It's a place that is worth seeing for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeS-8qb8WI/AAAAAAAAIGM/Mk95KjyyqlE/s1600-h/CIMG5623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeS-8qb8WI/AAAAAAAAIGM/Mk95KjyyqlE/s320/CIMG5623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262336299739378018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle.. well, we had a really interesting surprise when we got there. We had no idea about this modern art exposition presented in the rooms of Versailles. So we were stunned when seeing the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lobster &lt;/span&gt;coming down from the ceiling, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson holding Bubble&lt;/span&gt; (a monkey) - a statue made of porcelain, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bear talking to a policeman&lt;/span&gt;, or the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink Panthere held by a Barbie&lt;/span&gt; (or whatever that was). The artist is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeff Koons&lt;/span&gt; and his work is for sure surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeTSZqnWjI/AAAAAAAAIGU/91FmACzzp8g/s1600-h/Versailles+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeTSZqnWjI/AAAAAAAAIGU/91FmACzzp8g/s320/Versailles+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262336633942268466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeSxWC3u0I/AAAAAAAAIGE/jEfQK107JCs/s1600-h/CIMG5570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeSxWC3u0I/AAAAAAAAIGE/jEfQK107JCs/s320/CIMG5570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262336066034580290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeVyTAio7I/AAAAAAAAIGc/HpFU9ZCQiVo/s1600-h/CIMG5568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeVyTAio7I/AAAAAAAAIGc/HpFU9ZCQiVo/s320/CIMG5568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262339380934255538" 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/30210151-4295502335799222518?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4295502335799222518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4295502335799222518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4295502335799222518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4295502335799222518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/news-from-paris.html' title='News from Paris'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SQeS-8qb8WI/AAAAAAAAIGM/Mk95KjyyqlE/s72-c/CIMG5623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4333680138120609444</id><published>2008-10-19T22:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:56:48.744+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A very nice Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Walking in &lt;strong&gt;Bois de Vincennes&lt;/strong&gt; was the best choice for this Sunday. The parc is so huuuuge, the lake is full of boats and swans, the kids were playing, people were laying in the sun, playing cards or just reading, other kids were riding the poneys, roller skating or riding the bikes... and nobody cared about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is for sure my definition for a great Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258956202219340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuQzYKfBAI/AAAAAAAAIFY/I3OuWz28hrM/s320/Bois+de+Vincennes+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuPYWRE9CI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/pvOA5sGFOAc/s1600-h/Bois+de+Vincennes+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258954638342026274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuPYWRE9CI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/pvOA5sGFOAc/s320/Bois+de+Vincennes+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuPIVycgnI/AAAAAAAAIFI/VFsnzMN47aQ/s1600-h/Bois+de+Vincennes+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258954363335639666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuPIVycgnI/AAAAAAAAIFI/VFsnzMN47aQ/s320/Bois+de+Vincennes+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuO5cgeyBI/AAAAAAAAIFA/itDhoGu3bCU/s1600-h/Bois+de+Vincennes+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258954107441301522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuO5cgeyBI/AAAAAAAAIFA/itDhoGu3bCU/s320/Bois+de+Vincennes+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30210151-4333680138120609444?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4333680138120609444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4333680138120609444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4333680138120609444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4333680138120609444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-nice-sunday.html' title='A very nice Sunday'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuQzYKfBAI/AAAAAAAAIFY/I3OuWz28hrM/s72-c/Bois+de+Vincennes+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-983395070202826820</id><published>2008-10-19T22:29:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:41:13.900+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti Curieux</title><content type='html'>Everybody knows that Paris is an expensive city... and it;s totally true! But sometimes you just have to go to the right places and everything is really cheap! Spaghetti Curieux is a bar, right next to the Centre George Pompidou, which has a Happy Hour(s) between 6 and 8 pm. During this period, you can buy a coke with 3 Eur, or a Mojito with 6 Eur and eat as much as you can from what they serve: pizza (3 types), salads, pasta, vegetables. Plus, the music is really really nice, and you can also see some interesting people around :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuLLaPo5hI/AAAAAAAAIE4/sKyF-7Eknco/s1600-h/Fun+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258950018024924690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuLLaPo5hI/AAAAAAAAIE4/sKyF-7Eknco/s320/Fun+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuKsYehZ2I/AAAAAAAAIEw/zfgRpJOMDwM/s1600-h/Fun+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258949484974532450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuKsYehZ2I/AAAAAAAAIEw/zfgRpJOMDwM/s320/Fun+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (this is us in front of Delphi, waiting for the bus to go home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30210151-983395070202826820?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/983395070202826820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=983395070202826820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/983395070202826820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/983395070202826820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/spaghetti-curieux.html' title='Spaghetti Curieux'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPuLLaPo5hI/AAAAAAAAIE4/sKyF-7Eknco/s72-c/Fun+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-41925816793835759</id><published>2008-10-14T20:26:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:41:32.368+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we had fun :)</title><content type='html'>We took pictures, we laughed of stupid conversations at lunch, we had coffees together we the other trainees, we exchanges photos... I felt like it was Friday. Yet, I also solved a lot of things hat will help me a lot in my future work. So yes, it was a really nice day. Now I'm watching "Friends" in French (while wirting this email :P), there are 2 episodes every day, and they are pretty funny (not as good as in English, mais... ca marche.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYN7Pk20I/AAAAAAAAH-I/qLOCznmZ73Q/s1600-h/Delphi+%2827%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYN7Pk20I/AAAAAAAAH-I/qLOCznmZ73Q/s400/Delphi+%2827%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257064398801132354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of us, the trainees, in Delphi parking&lt;/span&gt; (Alberto and the girls :) )&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYAtPAktI/AAAAAAAAH9w/CM0--_rVRaM/s1600-h/Delphi+%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYAtPAktI/AAAAAAAAH9w/CM0--_rVRaM/s400/Delphi+%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257064171702358738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adriana from Iasi and me, waiting for the others to go to lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYEVAzzWI/AAAAAAAAH94/azCm06M6t9w/s1600-h/Delphi+%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYEVAzzWI/AAAAAAAAH94/azCm06M6t9w/s400/Delphi+%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257064233919827298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunch, with Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYIa_yzgI/AAAAAAAAH-A/8z3GMwUsFQo/s1600-h/Delphi+%2821%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYIa_yzgI/AAAAAAAAH-A/8z3GMwUsFQo/s400/Delphi+%2821%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257064304245657090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After lunch... no energy left&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYS2_CxtI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/YVSiRg4fQGg/s1600-h/Delphi+%2830%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYS2_CxtI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/YVSiRg4fQGg/s400/Delphi+%2830%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257064483557394130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delphi, and the trainees going back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXn3HwnYI/AAAAAAAAH9o/S6JBV8oiyxs/s1600-h/Delphi+%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXn3HwnYI/AAAAAAAAH9o/S6JBV8oiyxs/s400/Delphi+%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257063744859577730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas, one of the managers in our team&lt;/span&gt; (the cute one :P)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXkfROrvI/AAAAAAAAH9g/kKaedHYIEyM/s1600-h/Delphi+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXkfROrvI/AAAAAAAAH9g/kKaedHYIEyM/s400/Delphi+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257063686917238514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Militza in my cubical... on Baharak's desk&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXhAv-z0I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/WWg8POY14tk/s1600-h/Delphi+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTXhAv-z0I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/WWg8POY14tk/s400/Delphi+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257063627185114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My desk.. in the morning :)&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/30210151-41925816793835759?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/41925816793835759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=41925816793835759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/41925816793835759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/41925816793835759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-we-had-fun.html' title='Today we had fun :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SPTYN7Pk20I/AAAAAAAAH-I/qLOCznmZ73Q/s72-c/Delphi+%2827%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1712792909740433732</id><published>2008-10-09T00:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:02:05.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogger :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Miha&lt;/span&gt; has a new blog! Check it out... looks promising! :) Here's the link :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mihaela-alexandra.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SO0tw09HiGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/euzGtGmOeaY/s1600-h/S6300384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SO0tw09HiGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/euzGtGmOeaY/s400/S6300384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254906657083197538" 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/30210151-1712792909740433732?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1712792909740433732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1712792909740433732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1712792909740433732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1712792909740433732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blogger.html' title='New blogger :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SO0tw09HiGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/euzGtGmOeaY/s72-c/S6300384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3254652301777565857</id><published>2008-10-08T14:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:19:30.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What made my day today :)</title><content type='html'>I ate sarmale at lunch! It was so funny to see them there! :) The only thing that was not the same as our traditional sarmale was the shape... these were like a sphere, but the taste was very good! :) How cool is this? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3254652301777565857?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3254652301777565857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3254652301777565857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3254652301777565857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3254652301777565857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-made-my-day-today.html' title='What made my day today :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5907648459565686766</id><published>2008-10-08T12:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:01:31.044+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite song</title><content type='html'>I got a leapsa from Mili, therefore here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... my favorite song changes every time I get tired of listening to it. So, what I've been obsessively listening to these days is &lt;strong&gt;Bryan Adam's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cloud Number 9.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's a really nice song, pretty old, but I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;Ale&lt;/strong&gt;, what's your favorite song?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5907648459565686766?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5907648459565686766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5907648459565686766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5907648459565686766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5907648459565686766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favorite-song.html' title='My favorite song'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3571152203116081553</id><published>2008-10-08T12:48:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:56:44.170+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOyCy0a4HPI/AAAAAAAAH3w/vNRJn3l3SfQ/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254718674810969330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOyCy0a4HPI/AAAAAAAAH3w/vNRJn3l3SfQ/s400/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;These last days were pretty crazy… I wanted to take some time to rest, but all I managed was to get myself even more tired. Great, ha? I have the impression that weekends are soooo short that I don’t know when they pass. One moment I know it’s Friday (TGIF :P), and the next one I wake up and realize it’s Monday. Not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was very… productive! We cleaned a big part of our house (you should have seen Miha and me getting nervous, but also laughing about… anything and everything), while talking to Mali on skype :) I was in the kitchen, Miha in the bathroom and Mali on the fireplace. It was fun to hear us yelling so that she could here what we were saying and reverse J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night there was “La Nuit Blanche”, meaning that some museums were opened during the entire night, there were art exhibitions in the main squares, an Indian movie was being shot live, and everybody was out on the streets. It was a really nice atmosphere, with people laughing and enjoying themselves at 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Sunday we went to the &lt;strong&gt;Longchamp Hippodrome&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s the biggest in Paris. I couldn’t have missed the opportunity to see the World Cup – Qatar Prix Arc de Triumph. Lots of horses, poneys – free riding for little children (grrr!!) and also a… hat competition! Yes, this was the place for the ladies to show off their splendid hats and fancy cloths. Plus, if you had a hat, the entrance was free for you! (or if you printed the invitation from the web :P) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719113191570802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOyDMVg9PXI/AAAAAAAAH34/ZerLR6ES77U/s400/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we didn’t bet… actually we bet between us. My horse (&lt;em&gt;Milanaise&lt;/em&gt;) was the second, grr! But it was fun :) The horses’ names are so funny: Pur Sucre, Again, Go Away, Sea of Marmara, No Striking, etc. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719678692477666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOyDtQK4SuI/AAAAAAAAH4A/mlefmM5JLlg/s400/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s half of the week. 2 more days (excluding this one) and it will be weekend again. Can’t wait! I miss walking around through the city… yes, this is an objective for the next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random thing: I’m reading now &lt;strong&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/strong&gt;, in French. Apparently, first it was, and then the serial [and then the movie]. It’s pretty funny, but it has few common elements with the serial. Anyway, good thing to do on the train to and back from work J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last 2 days of the working week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/30210151-3571152203116081553?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3571152203116081553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3571152203116081553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3571152203116081553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3571152203116081553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/around.html' title='Around'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOyCy0a4HPI/AAAAAAAAH3w/vNRJn3l3SfQ/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-847770712479811530</id><published>2008-10-01T11:19:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:41:27.773+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend in Italy</title><content type='html'>Actually it was a really sudden decision... but I like it when I'm impulsive :). It was a really nice one, I needed some relaxation out of crazy Paris! :) So yeah, we went carting (I was on the first place, of course!!), walked in Savona and visited the port, laughed with the other 2 Romanian guys. Plus, the weather was great! on the passagiata in Genova it was so sunny, and the sea was so great, people were scubadiving, or "canoeing", sailing, reading stories to their kids on the benches in the park, or just laying in the sun! So peaceful! :) Have to do this again :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252102578543909762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOM3d-YF24I/AAAAAAAAH3Q/QqxX_-WPQoo/s400/IMG_2420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252102499242719474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOM3ZW9NuPI/AAAAAAAAH3I/n035mdk7mCQ/s400/IMG_2418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252102293650127298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOM3NZEHucI/AAAAAAAAH3A/fbwigg-6VFY/s400/IMG_2404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252102140718166274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOM3EfWTMQI/AAAAAAAAH24/Xc1YffOIQ0A/s400/IMG_2352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-847770712479811530?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/847770712479811530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=847770712479811530' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/847770712479811530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/847770712479811530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-in-italy.html' title='My weekend in Italy'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SOM3d-YF24I/AAAAAAAAH3Q/QqxX_-WPQoo/s72-c/IMG_2420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5805230296986900865</id><published>2008-09-18T20:36:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:42:31.991+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;was full! 2 birthday parties: one for the Grand Arc in La Defense (50 years) and the other for Militza, my Mexican room mate. Then Miha and me visited Musee d'Orsay (free entrance in the first Sunday of the month), walked in the Jardin de Tuilerie (I love that garden.. I dont; know why) and checked the stores on Champs Elysees. Loads of fun, lots of nice people, a very nice time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUiv4p5_I/AAAAAAAAHws/JgJZRK5SsEQ/s1600-h/S6300427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247419840530606066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUiv4p5_I/AAAAAAAAHws/JgJZRK5SsEQ/s320/S6300427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Crazy girls: Romania, Iran, Mexico and Turkey! (at Mili's bday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUbTJIhKI/AAAAAAAAHwk/xnY_elF4MYg/s1600-h/S6300413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247419712556008610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUbTJIhKI/AAAAAAAAHwk/xnY_elF4MYg/s320/S6300413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Trying to drink a huuuuge mojito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUWgChX6I/AAAAAAAAHwc/9EMQIwfhsps/s1600-h/S6300414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247419630118592418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUWgChX6I/AAAAAAAAHwc/9EMQIwfhsps/s320/S6300414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Alessandro - Italian from Rome. He will cook Italian food for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUO4LCDYI/AAAAAAAAHwU/-xyMLMapjWk/s1600-h/S6300407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247419499157785986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUO4LCDYI/AAAAAAAAHwU/-xyMLMapjWk/s320/S6300407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Renault store on Champs Elysee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKTc4KgROI/AAAAAAAAHv8/ayj6fDIyLKo/s1600-h/S6300383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247418640162112738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKTc4KgROI/AAAAAAAAHv8/ayj6fDIyLKo/s320/S6300383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Orsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKT-_z0eSI/AAAAAAAAHwM/3HAqQHzWESE/s1600-h/S6300392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247419226330003746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKT-_z0eSI/AAAAAAAAHwM/3HAqQHzWESE/s320/S6300392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKTpYlDg7I/AAAAAAAAHwE/d6EoKMM8CUQ/s1600-h/S6300394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247418855021839282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKTpYlDg7I/AAAAAAAAHwE/d6EoKMM8CUQ/s320/S6300394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jardin de Tuileries&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/30210151-5805230296986900865?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5805230296986900865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5805230296986900865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5805230296986900865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5805230296986900865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNKUiv4p5_I/AAAAAAAAHws/JgJZRK5SsEQ/s72-c/S6300427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8828820900933540735</id><published>2008-09-16T22:54:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:01:37.473+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Museum of the Horse - Chateau de Chantilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Special dedication to Andreea :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPxS7SnII/AAAAAAAAHvw/0751ljuyrxc/s1600-h/P5040053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPxS7SnII/AAAAAAAAHvw/0751ljuyrxc/s400/P5040053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710905455156354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statues of different breeds of horses&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPsIWz7lI/AAAAAAAAHvo/bJQPEq35dBU/s1600-h/P5040046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPsIWz7lI/AAAAAAAAHvo/bJQPEq35dBU/s400/P5040046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710816718450258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is how the stables look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPneVCoFI/AAAAAAAAHvg/PbL8unG1WQY/s1600-h/P5040045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPneVCoFI/AAAAAAAAHvg/PbL8unG1WQY/s400/P5040045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710736717258834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPigbyTjI/AAAAAAAAHvY/oaQiVaL4Jyo/s1600-h/P5040041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPigbyTjI/AAAAAAAAHvY/oaQiVaL4Jyo/s400/P5040041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710651383074354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dressage demonstration - very interesting&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPd8OyZlI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/hp1urTn2X9A/s1600-h/P5040038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPd8OyZlI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/hp1urTn2X9A/s400/P5040038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710572945401426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He was performing the Spanish Step&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPV-H3HcI/AAAAAAAAHvI/69j4P-uD88M/s1600-h/n555071735_1250864_896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPV-H3HcI/AAAAAAAAHvI/69j4P-uD88M/s400/n555071735_1250864_896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710436014267842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the beginning of the contest&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPPm2SA5I/AAAAAAAAHvA/uHdN1h3dwdE/s1600-h/IMG_7398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPPm2SA5I/AAAAAAAAHvA/uHdN1h3dwdE/s400/IMG_7398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246710326687302546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The poney show - specially dedicated to kids. The little one is Louki :P&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/30210151-8828820900933540735?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8828820900933540735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8828820900933540735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8828820900933540735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8828820900933540735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-museum-of-horse-chateau-de.html' title='Living Museum of the Horse - Chateau de Chantilly'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SNAPxS7SnII/AAAAAAAAHvw/0751ljuyrxc/s72-c/P5040053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1354509957490532258</id><published>2008-09-15T15:18:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:32:55.287+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland est magique!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It’s fantasy, it’s adventure, it’s both princesses and pirates, it’s both Mickey Mouse and the Beast, it’s both kids and 50 year old persons… its’ great!I had the great opportunity to go there this Sunday and I think it was the best thing I could choose for 14th of September. Beautiful day, crazy girls ( Ada – Romania, Baharak – Iran/Canada, Militza – Mexico), a morning train… this is how the day started.&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland is just as they say: crazy rides, funny games, all the Disney characters taking pictures with kids and not only, Cinderella and her Prince dancing on a scene, Pluto playing the guitar, phantoms scaring people, Minnie ears on people’s heads, people laughing, screaming… enjoying! We did everything that we could do in the parks (there are 2: the Disney studios and the Disneyland Park): &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TXaK5u0I/AAAAAAAAG5o/K61dHJ__H58/s1600-h/IMG_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246222277560351554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TXaK5u0I/AAAAAAAAG5o/K61dHJ__H58/s320/IMG_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pictures with &lt;strong&gt;Goofy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Mickey Mouse&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TjIhVUlI/AAAAAAAAG5w/ewFjPr9xEBo/s1600-h/IMG_0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246222478981026386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TjIhVUlI/AAAAAAAAG5w/ewFjPr9xEBo/s320/IMG_0875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Carrousel, Small World&lt;/strong&gt; ride (it’s a boat trip through the world; dolls dressed in traditional costumes, dancing and singing: P Very very cute: P). &lt;strong&gt;Tea Cups spinning&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246222736659838466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TyIcv9gI/AAAAAAAAG54/GRDwe8el5eo/s400/IMG_1410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(I think this was the funniest – we were spinning so hard and we were laughing in the same time… so my head was dizzy even after 10 minutes after the ride)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Studios Tour&lt;/strong&gt; (they presented the special effects that they use in movies – for example it suddenly started raining (Ada got entirely wet J ), or there was a fire, but also the earth quake (very funny!!)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;The Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;Phantom House&lt;/strong&gt; - they were supposed to be scary (actually they really were, for little kids), but we had a lot of fun almost being hit by different bones, or brooms, or seeing ourselves in the mirror with a ghost above us J &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5UHgE1ctI/AAAAAAAAG6A/C3vkYSFvcWM/s1600-h/IMG_1265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246223103779238610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5UHgE1ctI/AAAAAAAAG6A/C3vkYSFvcWM/s200/IMG_1265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;The Adventure Island&lt;/strong&gt; in which you get lost through caves, floating bridges, great views and a lot of laughter! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5UfLd58kI/AAAAAAAAG6I/s0XXTU1gIVc/s1600-h/IMG_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246223510564106818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5UfLd58kI/AAAAAAAAG6I/s0XXTU1gIVc/s200/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then there were the hardcore rides, basically 4 of them: &lt;strong&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/strong&gt; (we started the day in this one), &lt;strong&gt;The Tower of Terror&lt;/strong&gt; (craaazy!! Free falling… I felt the stomach in my mouth a few times), &lt;strong&gt;Big Thunder&lt;/strong&gt; (we liked this one very much, it’s funny and hardcore in the same time… so we did it twice :P) and &lt;strong&gt;Space Mountain&lt;/strong&gt; (OMG! The hardest one, it can get dangerous if you don’t keep your head against the chair… But it’s just crazy! My knees were trembling when I got down… still, I would do it again J ) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246224039920638914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5U9_eVm8I/AAAAAAAAG6Q/9ZD1kq1tbCQ/s320/IMG_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- And at the end, there was &lt;strong&gt;“The parade&lt;/strong&gt;”, where all the Disney characters present dances, come and greet you, take pictures with the people, etc… sharing big funny boats that just make you dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: going to Disneyland is mandatory for every person alive, because it’s just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246225013725116146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5V2rLatvI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/fVpVkgSN9fI/s320/IMG_1248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PS: Happy Birthday, Disneyland Paris, on your 15th anniversary! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1354509957490532258?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1354509957490532258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1354509957490532258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1354509957490532258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1354509957490532258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/disneyland-est-magique.html' title='Disneyland est magique!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM5TXaK5u0I/AAAAAAAAG5o/K61dHJ__H58/s72-c/IMG_0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5027829294883473870</id><published>2008-09-15T14:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:12:26.954+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chateau de Chantilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM_MuwjY5iI/AAAAAAAAHu4/jtyqL0cSYn8/s1600-h/Chateau-de-chantilly-44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246637194589300258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM_MuwjY5iI/AAAAAAAAHu4/jtyqL0cSYn8/s400/Chateau-de-chantilly-44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday I had the great chance to visit one of the places that make France what I imagined it to be! And this is a castle near Paris, actually it is a huuuge domain, called Chantilly. It is an old castle, owned by Conte de Chantilly, and entirely dedicated to horses. The domain includes a hippodrome, the Living Museum of the Horses (this means that they also have real horses that people can visit, besides all the pictures, paintings and objects related to horses), the Dome in which poneys and horse perform in shows, courtyards also designed as show scenes and this week, it also included France Grand Prix Jumping Competition. This weekend all the big champions in horse jumping were present in Chantilly, trying to win the Grand Prix. So much beauty, so much class and style there… very enjoyable! The contest was really nice, and also the 2 shows that we say in the museum. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246637087748326162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM_MoiihAxI/AAAAAAAAHuw/cmL2MtBk3QQ/s400/chateau+de+chantilly.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;In one of them 5 little poneys (Louki, Chiquito, Kefir, Romain, and I don’t remember the last name:P) presented us interesting and funny things that they could do (poney are really smart! :P)… oh, and also the Serafim Donkey J This was a show for kids mainly, but adults also had a lot of fun J It was a good lesson for us, because we learnt a lot of things (for example the fact that horses and poneys eat 5 times a day because their stomach is very little and there is no other way :P). The second show was a dressage lesson – how to train your horse to walk “au pas, au trop ou au gallop”, to do the Spanish steps (very graceful!), and also how to do pirouettes. Very very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I will go back there. I want to see them again, and plus, I also want to visit the castle (there was not time to do that this Saturday). So if you really want to see a quiet, beautiful, entirely French place, definitely go to Chateau de Chantilly!&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/30210151-5027829294883473870?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5027829294883473870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5027829294883473870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5027829294883473870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5027829294883473870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/chateau-de-chantilly.html' title='Chateau de Chantilly'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SM_MuwjY5iI/AAAAAAAAHu4/jtyqL0cSYn8/s72-c/Chateau-de-chantilly-44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3776342490145365940</id><published>2008-09-15T11:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:06:50.079+03:00</updated><title type='text'>From the serial: humour in Delphi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Improving Communication/No Swearing at Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Employees,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been brought to management's attention that some individuals throughout the company have been using foul language during the course of normal conversation with their co-workers.Due to complaints received and our efforts to improve communication, this type of language will no longer be tolerated.We do, however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express your feelings when communicating with co-workers. Therefore, a list of 16 New and Innovative "TRY SAYING" phrases have been provided so that proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) TRY SAYING: I think you could use more training.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: You don't know what the f___ you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) TRY SAYING: She's an aggressive go-getter.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: She's a f___ing bit__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) TRY SAYING: Perhaps I can work late.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: And when the f___ do you expect me to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) TRY SAYING: I'm certain that isn't feasible.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: No f___ing way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) TRY SAYING: Really?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: You've got to be sh___ing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) TRY SAYING: Perhaps you should check with...&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Tell someone who gives a sh__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) TRY SAYING: I wasn't involved in the project.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: It's not my f___ing problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) TRY SAYING: That's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: What the f___?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) TRY SAYING: I'm not sure this can be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: This sh__ won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) TRY SAYING: I'll try to schedule that.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Why the f___ didn't you tell me sooner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) TRY SAYING: He's not familiar with the issues.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: He's got his head up his a__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) TRY SAYING: So you weren't happy with it?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Kiss my a__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) TRY SAYING: I'm a bit overloaded at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: F__ it, I'm on salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) TRY SAYING: I don't think you understand.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Shove it up your a__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) TRY SAYING: I love a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: This f___ing job sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) TRY SAYING: You want me to take care of that?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Who the f___ died and made you boss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human Resources&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3776342490145365940?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3776342490145365940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3776342490145365940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3776342490145365940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3776342490145365940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-serial-humour-in-delphi.html' title='From the serial: humour in Delphi'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6144052162396431180</id><published>2008-09-11T18:33:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:36:43.629+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New places in... Delphi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMk6sopMHtI/AAAAAAAAG5I/nFvYLfTyxSc/s1600-h/Audi+R8+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244787779548487378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMk6sopMHtI/AAAAAAAAG5I/nFvYLfTyxSc/s400/Audi+R8+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I had the chance to go downstairs in the garage of Delphi. Actually, this is the popular name of Batiment D, the place where all the cars that we produce or modify are held. And I saw a lot of them, mostly BMW, Mercedes, Peugeot and Audi. The coolest one was an Audi R8 that really got me! It's a beaautiful car :) Unfortunately people from corporate don't have access to go to the garage anytime, but yeah, it was a nice visit :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6144052162396431180?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6144052162396431180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6144052162396431180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6144052162396431180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6144052162396431180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-places-in-delphi.html' title='New places in... Delphi'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMk6sopMHtI/AAAAAAAAG5I/nFvYLfTyxSc/s72-c/Audi+R8+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2572515661747531777</id><published>2008-09-07T12:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:10:02.751+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa fiti fericiti!</title><content type='html'>Multi pupici din Orasul Iubirii! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaS-mNTII/AAAAAAAAG1I/SDzr2nYzxkE/s1600-h/S6300331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243204042020965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaS-mNTII/AAAAAAAAG1I/SDzr2nYzxkE/s400/S6300331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaN8WAEdI/AAAAAAAAG1A/IJ75i-RN0sk/s1600-h/S6300333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243203955516772818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaN8WAEdI/AAAAAAAAG1A/IJ75i-RN0sk/s400/S6300333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaFrsSh9I/AAAAAAAAG04/uKbUw0vQPS8/s1600-h/S6300334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243203813607901138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaFrsSh9I/AAAAAAAAG04/uKbUw0vQPS8/s400/S6300334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaANlaZwI/AAAAAAAAG0w/mCLaQR8JmwY/s1600-h/S6300335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243203719626647298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaANlaZwI/AAAAAAAAG0w/mCLaQR8JmwY/s400/S6300335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/30210151-2572515661747531777?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2572515661747531777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2572515661747531777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2572515661747531777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2572515661747531777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/sa-fiti-fericiti.html' title='Sa fiti fericiti!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SMOaS-mNTII/AAAAAAAAG1I/SDzr2nYzxkE/s72-c/S6300331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3141818239524019105</id><published>2008-09-04T15:11:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:13:22.124+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more humour inside Delphi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thank God It's Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A business man got on an elevator in a building. When he entered the elevator, there was a blonde already inside and she greeted him by saying, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"T-G-I-F"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (letters only).&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her and replied, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"S-H-I-T"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (letters only)."&lt;br /&gt;She looked at him, puzzled, and said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"T-G-I-F"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;He acknowledged her remark again by answering, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"S-H-I-T."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond was trying to be friendly, so she smiled her biggest smile and said as sweetly as possibly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"T-G-I-F"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; another time.&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled back to her and once again replied with a quizzical expression, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"S-H-I-T".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond finally decided to explain things, and this time she said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"T-G-I-F, Thank Goodness It's Friday, get it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man answered, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry, Honey, It's Thursday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3141818239524019105?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3141818239524019105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3141818239524019105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3141818239524019105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3141818239524019105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-more-humour-inside-delphi.html' title='Some more humour inside Delphi'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5404875396434939923</id><published>2008-09-01T17:19:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:28:05.024+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Looong Weekend</title><content type='html'>(I think there was a movie called like that...:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miha arrived to Cluj on friday, and since then, we're out of time continuously. We've been in a hurry for 2 days, even though it was a weekend. We went to make the bank account, then we went to make a Navigo  (this is a Metro Pass), then to buy something, then to take some pictures (there are not many sunny days left in Parsi), to take Miha's luggage at the "monastery" - as she calls it, then to eat back at my place, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a nice full weekend. We did a lot of things and the time spent together was great. We even went on a "cruise" on the Seine, at a French concert and in a suspect neighbourhood (we arrived there by mistake... not a very nice experience). I'm really glad I have another Romanian friend around, it's fun doing stupid things together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is a new week, with a new Paris I'm just getting to know. Today everybody started school, work, university, etc. People are back from vacations, metros are packed, streets are full of cars and people... I was really wondering if Paris is a capital city or not... apparetly it is, from this point of view also. But it's part of its magic. Let the work season begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5404875396434939923?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5404875396434939923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5404875396434939923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5404875396434939923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5404875396434939923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/looong-weekend.html' title='Looong Weekend'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2199379609802397218</id><published>2008-08-31T23:13:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:27:04.069+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures to make you wanna come here: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;La plaine du Pont Neuf - a small park on the Seine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Militza is the Mexican girl I'm living with for now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8zxdJCAI/AAAAAAAAGgg/ItH5GCh8cLE/s1600-h/S6300229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240779082778085378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8zxdJCAI/AAAAAAAAGgg/ItH5GCh8cLE/s400/S6300229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8m0cHpyI/AAAAAAAAGgY/OcAlPts9jP0/s1600-h/S6300225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778860240807714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8m0cHpyI/AAAAAAAAGgY/OcAlPts9jP0/s400/S6300225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; On Pont Neuf, one of the most famous bridges in Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8fQ9IuAI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/bkOqVke9eYQ/s1600-h/S6300212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778730456528898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8fQ9IuAI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/bkOqVke9eYQ/s400/S6300212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Notre-Dame Cathedral, with Miha and Militza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Miha, my friend from Cluj... the one I'll share the appartment starting with October)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8XtgoNeI/AAAAAAAAGgI/3WnYE43tcMg/s1600-h/S6300205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778600682632674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8XtgoNeI/AAAAAAAAGgI/3WnYE43tcMg/s400/S6300205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8P95eV6I/AAAAAAAAGgA/6F6uQib1-0s/s1600-h/S6300201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778467642857378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8P95eV6I/AAAAAAAAGgA/6F6uQib1-0s/s400/S6300201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a park, just besides the cahedral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8I1cdrnI/AAAAAAAAGf4/ZJXUyEXMdK4/s1600-h/S6300188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778345114611314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8I1cdrnI/AAAAAAAAGf4/ZJXUyEXMdK4/s400/S6300188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8CNRT5fI/AAAAAAAAGfw/UcR51vwWiKU/s1600-h/S6300185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778231251199474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8CNRT5fI/AAAAAAAAGfw/UcR51vwWiKU/s400/S6300185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;On another bridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr75CfpCXI/AAAAAAAAGfo/DJTKz07blP8/s1600-h/S6300175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240778073739692402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr75CfpCXI/AAAAAAAAGfo/DJTKz07blP8/s400/S6300175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Miha, fooling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr7yhnFz8I/AAAAAAAAGfg/8NJg1r8-okM/s1600-h/S6300172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240777961833353154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr7yhnFz8I/AAAAAAAAGfg/8NJg1r8-okM/s400/S6300172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;At Corina's goodbye sushi party :) With some other trainees from Delphi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr7nQWLEMI/AAAAAAAAGfY/6FQvDPVkCUs/s1600-h/resto+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240777768220430530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr7nQWLEMI/AAAAAAAAGfY/6FQvDPVkCUs/s400/resto+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/30210151-2199379609802397218?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2199379609802397218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2199379609802397218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2199379609802397218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2199379609802397218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-pictures-to-make-you-wanna-come.html' title='Some pictures to make you wanna come here: )'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLr8zxdJCAI/AAAAAAAAGgg/ItH5GCh8cLE/s72-c/S6300229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-577756861216741140</id><published>2008-08-29T15:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:51:59.317+03:00</updated><title type='text'>From the serial: strange things in Paris</title><content type='html'>This time concerning food:&lt;br /&gt;- MOLE is a mexican food, made out of chicken with sauce. Nothing strange so far... till we get to the sauce... which is made out of: chocolate, peanuts and chilli. Now there's a strange taste!!! A, this is a Mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;- Desperado - a beer (don't remember where it is from) which is actually a mix between beer and tequilla. Great taste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-577756861216741140?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/577756861216741140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=577756861216741140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/577756861216741140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/577756861216741140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-serial-strange-things-in-paris.html' title='From the serial: strange things in Paris'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5438821926958303861</id><published>2008-08-29T14:23:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:43:07.487+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If not a new place, why not a new activity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLfumyiyDXI/AAAAAAAAGb4/O26d6_SE9ms/s1600-h/pont-des-arts-lune-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919041638960498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLfumyiyDXI/AAAAAAAAGb4/O26d6_SE9ms/s400/pont-des-arts-lune-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well.... this time I chose not to visit a new place in Paris, but to be part of what turned to be the funniest evening-night so far. Together with some crazy crazy persons from here (&lt;strong&gt;Militza&lt;/strong&gt; - my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mexican &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;room mate, &lt;strong&gt;Virdiana&lt;/strong&gt; - my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mexican&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; colegue from Delphi, &lt;strong&gt;Gabriele &lt;/strong&gt;- Virdiana's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boyfriend, &lt;strong&gt;Alberto&lt;/strong&gt; - another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trainee from Delphi, both of them from Venice, &lt;strong&gt;Anya &lt;/strong&gt;- a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ukrainian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trainee and &lt;strong&gt;Francois&lt;/strong&gt; - her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Parisian boyfriend), we went on Pont des Arts, one of the most beautiful bridges over Seine to have a picnic. Now... picnic in France has a pretty different meaning than the ones in Romania... here you can have a picnic everywhere, in the gardens, on the bridges, in the squaresm, ... all you have to do is get a blanket, by some stuff to eat from the supermarket (sweet stuff, or salty, or sandwich ingredients :P) and take care of your mood. The thing that MUST NOT miss is a bottle of winem because you can not call that a picnic if you don't have wine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we did all this starting from 6 when we left work till 11:30 pm when we couldn't stay anymore beucase it was freezing. The funny thing is that there were many picnics around us, and everybody was freezing, but we all stayed till that hour. We laughed a lot, I found out things about the French people (and the Mexicans), we compared cultures, a guys came to ask us if we had any cannabis to sell to him, etc. The most important points in the output though, are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918767995238834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLfuW3JCObI/AAAAAAAAGbw/yp6QkhLpcqk/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;- French girls are such a pain in the ass, that boys are better off without them. This is why the gay community has become bigger and bigger every year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- The maire of Paris is gay, so parisian people call him "Notre Dame of Paris"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- French people always tell the truth without any "vrajeala". Francois' example was: " You're fat, but I love you!" :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after picnic we decided to go on Champs Elysee (only Militza and me) to look for a camera, because the stores there close only at 12 pm, some of them even at 1. Francois and Anya joined us for a part of our "trip", telling us many interesting things about Paris (that only a person who lived there for his entire life could have known or notice) - like the difference between a French, an English and an Italian garden, that all the big monuments in Paris (the Arc, the gate in les Tuileris, the Arc in La Defense and L'Obelisc) are in a perfectly straight line, details about Formula 1 hotels, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918516588366386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLfuIOk9yjI/AAAAAAAAGbo/1mx6h3mXTSk/s320/cafe1124a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So this was it with last evening. Now I'm tired as hell and can't wait to get home. Today Miha is coming!! Yey!&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/30210151-5438821926958303861?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5438821926958303861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5438821926958303861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5438821926958303861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5438821926958303861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-not-new-place-why-not-new-activity.html' title='If not a new place, why not a new activity?'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLfumyiyDXI/AAAAAAAAGb4/O26d6_SE9ms/s72-c/pont-des-arts-lune-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7900656924775309945</id><published>2008-08-28T16:37:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:41:30.702+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some humour in Delphi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO MAINTAIN A HEALTHY LEVEL OF INSANITY IN THE WORKPLACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some tips when you get bored in the office ;)&lt;/em&gt; (this is the type of mails that are distributed in the company :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send e-mail back and forth to yourself engaging yourself in an intellectual debate. Forward the mail to a co-worker and ask her to settle the disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send e-mail to the rest of the company telling them exactly what you're doing. For example: "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up nicknames for all your coworkers and refer to them only by these names. "That's a good point, Sparky." "No, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to disagree with you there, Cha-cha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Wear them one day after your boss does. This is especially effective if your boss is of a different gender than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a chair facing a printer. Sit there all day and tell people you're waiting for your document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang mosquito netting around your cubicle. When you emerge to get coffee or a printout or whatever, slap yourself randomly the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time someone asks you to do something, anything, ask him or her if they want fries with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your trash can on your desk. Label it "IN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put decaf in the coffee maker for three weeks. Once everyone has withdrawn from caffeine addiction, switch to espresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send e-mail messages saying there's free pizza or donuts or cake in the lunchroom. When people drift back to work complaining that they found none, lean back, pat your stomach and say, "Oh you've got to be faster than that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7900656924775309945?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7900656924775309945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7900656924775309945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7900656924775309945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7900656924775309945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-maintain-healthy-level-of.html' title='Some humour in Delphi'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-608092771378609699</id><published>2008-08-27T23:00:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:21:57.471+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This time... Champs Elysee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtzuCqkRI/AAAAAAAAGbg/cZtVpNOmkpI/s1600-h/champs_elysees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239495951792115986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtzuCqkRI/AAAAAAAAGbg/cZtVpNOmkpI/s320/champs_elysees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is... WAAAAW!!! These are the times when I realise I am in Paris! Champs Elysee is mooore than I expected! Full of stores, each and every one of them very visible and huge, whenever you enter one of them it's like getting in another world. I entered 6 worlds and this was because I couldn't handle more (plus some others were already closed, as it was in the evening): &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239493700237137570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZrwqWIFqI/AAAAAAAAGbI/iDDrEkLHsy4/s200/disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disney Store&lt;/strong&gt; (for 30 minutes - the time I spent there - I wished I was a little girl again; all the Disney characters, starting with Mickey, Donals, Winnie the Pooh, and Ale's Tampi :)... printed on cups, T-shirts, towels, school-bags, magnets, shoes, pillows, plus little characters and toys); Virgin Library (a huge field of books - I couldn't help it and I bought 3 books); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Mercedes&lt;/strong&gt; (a show room with their latest models - I entered this&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtHJt13ZI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/qdsMPT17klc/s1600-h/mercedes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239495186126855570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtHJt13ZI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/qdsMPT17klc/s200/mercedes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one because I love Mercedes cars); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Peugeot&lt;/strong&gt; (they had some weird models and I wanted to see them - one of them had normal wooden chairs instead of car chairs :).. plus some other interesting ideas :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Renault&lt;/strong&gt; (they had the last 2 F1 models presented in the showroom, very nice... it was the first time I saw an original F1 car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtZH1HwfI/AAAAAAAAGbY/WsS6xQ8WXX0/s1600-h/renault"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239495494858162674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtZH1HwfI/AAAAAAAAGbY/WsS6xQ8WXX0/s200/renault" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Yves Rocher&lt;/strong&gt; (a 2 levels store, with very narrow corridors that leaded your way into small rooms full of cosmetics... the walls painted in light colors... it fealt like a sunny island, with cool blue water and a perfect sandy beach)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Virgin Library&lt;/strong&gt; (here I couldn't help it and I bought 3 books that I am very proud of :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But by far, the most impressive one was &lt;strong&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;/strong&gt; - wide, high, full of light, and a great design. I couldn't enter this one because it was closed :(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is Champs Elysee... famous stores, many people, expensive perfumes smell everywhere, a very cool Ard de Triumph at the end of it. It's nice that you can go on the Arc... it must be a great view there... Alex and Ciuci, my dears, all my thoughts were at you when I was walking on this avenue... For you I can garantee that you'll love it! :) But no one can remain indifferent to its magic... that's for sure! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time!&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/30210151-608092771378609699?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/608092771378609699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=608092771378609699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/608092771378609699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/608092771378609699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-time-champs-elysee.html' title='This time... Champs Elysee'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLZtzuCqkRI/AAAAAAAAGbg/cZtVpNOmkpI/s72-c/champs_elysees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5895786944514566978</id><published>2008-08-26T22:03:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:26:52.449+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRY6t50b1I/AAAAAAAAGbA/0GIPuXitcnY/s1600-h/jardin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910032316493650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRY6t50b1I/AAAAAAAAGbA/0GIPuXitcnY/s400/jardin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes... I hope I can do it :) Today I saw the most beautiful garden (aka park) so fa&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRXyKznoRI/AAAAAAAAGaY/zIC2g6A_9J8/s1600-h/jardindeluxembourg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238908785944666386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRXyKznoRI/AAAAAAAAGaY/zIC2g6A_9J8/s200/jardindeluxembourg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r, it's called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Le Jardin de Luxembourg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; It's not very big (comparing to others in Paris), but it's absolutely magic. The perfect &lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;, the perfect &lt;strong&gt;trees&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRX_fnHtjI/AAAAAAAAGag/ltl8Yr_JTAw/s1600-h/sb33rdct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909014867686962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRX_fnHtjI/AAAAAAAAGag/ltl8Yr_JTAw/s200/sb33rdct.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;planted in a great order, the &lt;strong&gt;children&lt;/strong&gt; that were running and playing, the &lt;strong&gt;people&lt;/strong&gt; that were reading or just spending &lt;strong&gt;quality time&lt;/strong&gt; on the chairs around the &lt;strong&gt;fountain,&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;flowers&lt;/strong&gt; that smelled excellent throughout the entire garden, the little &lt;strong&gt;poneys&lt;/strong&gt; that entertained the kids or the youngsters that were &lt;strong&gt;playing tennis&lt;/strong&gt; in the tennis courts... then there is the &lt;strong&gt;lake and the fountain&lt;/strong&gt; that seem like a corner of heaven and the imposing building of the &lt;strong&gt;French Senat&lt;/strong&gt; situated in its center. Yes, this place fascinates me! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909129717979362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRYGLdkGOI/AAAAAAAAGao/lIbHtPIgWns/s320/m-Jardin_du_Luxembourg_10_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRYcw6oZNI/AAAAAAAAGaw/T3rzaLRbT8w/s1600-h/pantheon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909517729129682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRYcw6oZNI/AAAAAAAAGaw/T3rzaLRbT8w/s200/pantheon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After seeing this place, I decided to walk home (I couldn&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRYuguV5qI/AAAAAAAAGa4/CM4U3zEeeIM/s1600-h/sorbonne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909822620264098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRYuguV5qI/AAAAAAAAGa4/CM4U3zEeeIM/s200/sorbonne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'t... it was too far, but still...). On my way I saw other 2 famous things that were not planned: &lt;strong&gt;University of Sorbonne&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;the Pantheon.&lt;/strong&gt; Both of them are huuuge and I'm really sorry I couldn't see them on the inside also... but there is plenty of time to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/30210151-5895786944514566978?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5895786944514566978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5895786944514566978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5895786944514566978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5895786944514566978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyday-something-new.html' title='Everyday something new'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLRY6t50b1I/AAAAAAAAGbA/0GIPuXitcnY/s72-c/jardin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8913673833700181851</id><published>2008-08-25T15:23:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:30:42.455+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In the right place, at the right time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKlzZc-AwI/AAAAAAAAGaI/PFssLiNYwJ8/s1600-h/shakespeare+and+company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238431619009610498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKlzZc-AwI/AAAAAAAAGaI/PFssLiNYwJ8/s320/shakespeare+and+company.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday evening I went out for a walk, looking for the famous Shakespeare bookstore (it is very close to Notre-Dame). I found it.. it's a very small place, full of books in English (all kinds), and some in French... small, but in the same time, very overwhelming&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238431225949906402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKlchMO5eI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/UL_oq_vQ-cs/s320/shakespeare+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;, because of its history and the way it is decorated. Inside, one can hear French music, and from time to time, someone plays the piano. After a while I decided to go home, and passing beside the Notre-Dame, I noticed that the doors are wide opened, welcoming people inside (normally, you have to pay an entrance ticket, and plus, you have to wait at a huuuge queue to get in). My curiosity dragged me in, of course. I was surprised to see the presentation movie of Notre Dame projected in the cathedral. For one hour I watched the history, the art, the reason of it being famous. Very beautiful and&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKk_zB6EbI/AAAAAAAAGZw/XNX_gGylIw4/s1600-h/notre_dame_paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238430732522230194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKk_zB6EbI/AAAAAAAAGZw/XNX_gGylIw4/s320/notre_dame_paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; interesting! The moral is... sometimes you jus&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKk63YOO5I/AAAAAAAAGZo/Al6NdxMkXPE/s1600-h/notre_dame_de_paris_facade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238430647790222226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKk63YOO5I/AAAAAAAAGZo/Al6NdxMkXPE/s320/notre_dame_de_paris_facade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t have to be in the right place, at the right time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8913673833700181851?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8913673833700181851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8913673833700181851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8913673833700181851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8913673833700181851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-right-place-at-right-time.html' title='In the right place, at the right time'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKlzZc-AwI/AAAAAAAAGaI/PFssLiNYwJ8/s72-c/shakespeare+and+company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5127926647319723977</id><published>2008-08-25T14:49:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:23:05.315+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La cite de l'amour</title><content type='html'>And it is... if you take into consideration that everything that it has, the way it is built and what it provides to its cititzens and tourists lead to that. Paris has &lt;strong&gt;green places&lt;/strong&gt; (parks, jardins, forests), a very nice and well taken care of &lt;strong&gt;river, la Seine&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238428193859968898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKisBxqH4I/AAAAAAAAGZY/1mlrooE6GbQ/s320/paris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; which has very romantic bridges, enlightened during the night, cruise boats for the tourists to meet Paris by sailing, &lt;strong&gt;monuments and buildings&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238429038046203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKjdKnVzII/AAAAAAAAGZg/SkarLflymbc/s320/Le_Louvre,_Paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;filled with history and art that put you in a specific atmosphere and mood. All of them are so imposing, so big and perfectly built and preserved, that you want to watch them for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we saw Paris from the top of the Roue de Paris&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKh2Ew9c6I/AAAAAAAAGZI/vf-PTXhHLUg/s1600-h/Roue_De_Paris_(Geleen).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238427266949411746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKh2Ew9c6I/AAAAAAAAGZI/vf-PTXhHLUg/s320/Roue_De_Paris_(Geleen).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKh_0QsKBI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/a_bTIAAGiGY/s1600-h/normal_paris-automne-jardin-des-tuileries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238427434317785106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKh_0QsKBI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/a_bTIAAGiGY/s320/normal_paris-automne-jardin-des-tuileries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we were amazed by the size of the fish in the lake in front of the Eiffel Tower, we stayed on Ile de St Louis and enjoyed Seine and its ships full of tourists, laughed of the ducks in the fountain of Jardin de Tuileries. Lovely day, extremely enjoyable time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/30210151-5127926647319723977?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5127926647319723977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5127926647319723977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5127926647319723977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5127926647319723977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-cite-de-lamour.html' title='La cite de l&apos;amour'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SLKisBxqH4I/AAAAAAAAGZY/1mlrooE6GbQ/s72-c/paris2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5292755185665040387</id><published>2008-08-25T00:19:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:21:37.037+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The world proves to be small again</title><content type='html'>Who would ohave thought that I can meet Viviane in Paris? Viviane is a Brasilian girl who used to be a trainee in Targu-Mures. I met her at Peninsula (if I remember well), then she was a our LTS, and now I'm meeting her almost everyday at the cantine in Parc des Expositions. She's not working at Delphi, but we ea in the same place, so... :) Yes, it's a small world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5292755185665040387?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5292755185665040387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5292755185665040387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5292755185665040387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5292755185665040387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-proves-to-be-small-again.html' title='The world proves to be small again'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-645135461422299577</id><published>2008-08-19T17:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:01:17.193+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Delphi's coolest people :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKrf8J2zMnI/AAAAAAAAGZA/hWC0fsUT8nw/s1600-h/CIMG0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236243741302534770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKrf8J2zMnI/AAAAAAAAGZA/hWC0fsUT8nw/s320/CIMG0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls :) - this is on our way back from lunch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKre5ds_EdI/AAAAAAAAGY4/fajWjd7reQk/s1600-h/CIMG0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236242595578843602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKre5ds_EdI/AAAAAAAAGY4/fajWjd7reQk/s320/CIMG0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Representing (starting with the back, left side): Slovacia, Romania (Corina), Mexico, Slovacia, Mexico, Mexico, Iran, Italy, Ukraine (blond girl in green), Ukraine, Romania, and me :)&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/30210151-645135461422299577?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/645135461422299577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=645135461422299577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/645135461422299577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/645135461422299577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/delphis-coolest-people.html' title='Delphi&apos;s coolest people :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKrf8J2zMnI/AAAAAAAAGZA/hWC0fsUT8nw/s72-c/CIMG0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7719741696613819561</id><published>2008-08-19T17:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:41:41.845+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The French system...</title><content type='html'>... is not my favorite one! Today I opened the bank account... at Societe Generale :) It's the closest to delphi, so it should have been easy. Well... we stayed for 1 entire hour there, and there were 2 people that actually worked for it! And my question: is it that difficult to opne a bank account? At lunch (our networking hour every day) I talked to some trainees about it, and they are already used to it... apparently in France you have to contact 10 people to get a procedure done, even though one person could do it without any stress. I guess people need work here, and therefore, they make sure everybody has something to do... but still!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7719741696613819561?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7719741696613819561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7719741696613819561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7719741696613819561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7719741696613819561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/french-system.html' title='The French system...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2622894706117259647</id><published>2008-08-18T22:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:17:18.768+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A reaaaallly cool day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My God! &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paris&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is big! &lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Et Paris e simplement magnifique! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today was my first day at work... and because my boss is coming to office only tomorrow, I did all the administrative things I had to do (they are a lot, starting with the &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“mon navigau”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; – this is the metro card &lt;i style=""&gt;-, &lt;b style=""&gt;“mon cantine card&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;”&lt;/b&gt; – I’ll tell you later what is it with this cantine, &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;my badge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for entering the company... without it I’m dead, because every door can only be opened with this badge and the &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;papers for my bank account&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, which is going to be finalized tomorrow morning)… and then I got out… there was nothing to do for me anyway. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The office is pretty far from the city, it’s actually at about 30 km from the centre, and this is why we have to change the metro. But it’s ok, because we get there in 30-40 minutes, and this is close in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paris&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. I have my own desk, with a computer, phone and I share my cubical with Baharak, who is a girl from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Iran&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (originally), but she comes from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. She’s a really cool girl, who has helped me a lot with the guidance around &lt;st1:place&gt;Delphi&lt;/st1:place&gt; (and believe me, there are a lot of things to learn there!). Today I met almost all the trainees from &lt;st1:place&gt;Delphi&lt;/st1:place&gt; (there are 12 at the moment). Most of them are from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Romania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (4), 3 from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, 2 from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, Baharak from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and… I don’t remember the others. All employees are working in cubical spaces that they share with other 2 or 3 persons (including the managers – there are 4 managers in a cubical), and this is really cool, because it makes them very approachable. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 12 we went to lunch at the cantine. It is very cheap for the interns, because the company pays 50% of the meals, and the interns don’t pay the taxes. Therefore, a pudding was 0.41 Euros, a fruit salad is about 50 cents, and a meal (soup and something else) is around 3 Euros. The problem is that I really couldn’t eat it all, so it’s even less! Plus, the cantine is absolutely great! Lots of food of many kinds, it looks and tastes incredible! No wonder they say French cuisine is delicious. Yes, I confirm it with all my heart! &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I left the office… and there was still time from this day and I went to visit &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paris&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Believe me when I say that &lt;b style=""&gt;there are no words to describe this city&lt;/b&gt;. It’s just what I expected, and more! La &lt;st1:place&gt;Seine&lt;/st1:place&gt;, the bridges over it, le Louvre (which is biiiiig!!!), le Tour Eiffel, Notre-Dame… everything! And every place is so romantic, it’s like &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paris&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was built for people to love it (and love each other :P). On each side of the river there are people that sell old pictures of Paris, old books, souvenirs, etc. This is a really dangerous place for me, because I just can’t help buying something. They are really cheap and really cool. Today I bought my first book; actually it’s a 400 pages album about Louvre. It contains everything in the galleries, history of the museum, descriptions, explanations, art history, etc. Can’t wait to start scan it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok… I lost my inspiration. Corina and a friend of hers are fixing the towel support in the bathroom, and they just messed up all the tools in his box (like cuie, suruburi, bla bla…) and everything is on our floor &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They are really funny trying to sort them out, and put each of them in its little box… hope they’ll finish soon &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stick around for more &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2622894706117259647?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2622894706117259647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2622894706117259647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2622894706117259647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2622894706117259647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/reaaaallly-cool-day.html' title='A reaaaallly cool day!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5941921236427256991</id><published>2008-08-17T19:35:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:50:41.356+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post from Paris</title><content type='html'>I've been here for 3 days almost and it's great! Paris est vraiment incredible! :) The first really cool thing I did here (besides visiting Sacre Coeur - which is just beautiful! and crowdy!) was to have a tour of Paris on rollerblades (or roller skates). Imagine 300 people on rollers enjoying the 10 km around the centre of Paris! It's just unbelievable! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWMX5jlJI/AAAAAAAAGYg/za0wu-r29O4/s1600-h/IMAGE0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWMX5jlJI/AAAAAAAAGYg/za0wu-r29O4/s320/IMAGE0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529337392043154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was asking one of the persons from the shop I've rented the blades from what is it with this tour, that is taking place every week. Her answer was: rollerblading is a very respected sport in Paris, everybody has rollerblades! And it's actually true! Because there were not only youngsters or children taking part in this tour, but people of 40-50 years and it looked like they were doing it forever! Plus parents of small people who were pushing their babies in the baby carriage. Some would say crazy... I say sweet! (and a little bit dangerous for them). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWbMO30rI/AAAAAAAAGYw/1_ui7fIJgis/s1600-h/IMAGE0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWbMO30rI/AAAAAAAAGYw/1_ui7fIJgis/s320/IMAGE0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529591958262450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing is that the police was with us... on rollers! :) They were blocking the streets that we had to pass through and all the cars had to stop and wait for the 300 people to pass.... nobody was angry, or in a hurry! I really liked that!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it was a great afternoon, I'm tired as hell right now (I look more tired than those older people... grrr).. I'm going to sleep like a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I saw today Louvre, Musee d'Orsay, Pont Neuf&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWT1xbpBI/AAAAAAAAGYo/gPZDJP8YJNQ/s1600-h/IMAGE0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWT1xbpBI/AAAAAAAAGYo/gPZDJP8YJNQ/s320/IMAGE0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529465670116370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (this is it), Place de la Bastille, Sena... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWD_jCGJI/AAAAAAAAGYY/hLYona3PuoY/s1600-h/IMAGE0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWD_jCGJI/AAAAAAAAGYY/hLYona3PuoY/s320/IMAGE0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529193416169618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but only passing by... I'll get back there and actually SEE them :)&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Enjoy the pics, they're taken with my webcam :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5941921236427256991?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5941921236427256991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5941921236427256991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5941921236427256991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5941921236427256991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-post-from-paris.html' title='My first post from Paris'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SKhWMX5jlJI/AAAAAAAAGYg/za0wu-r29O4/s72-c/IMAGE0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8655355400995658751</id><published>2008-07-29T23:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:35:42.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'>These last evenings....</title><content type='html'>... I've been talking to very many friends of mine, people that I haven't heard from in a long time! It's really nice, and I'm realizing more and more every day why I love skype (actually I knew it before this also :P). And I also realized it's very important to me to have my friends close, and to keep contact with them, wherever they are. A&lt;br /&gt;And it's funny... because I'm doing this 2 weeks before I leave... better late than never!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8655355400995658751?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8655355400995658751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8655355400995658751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8655355400995658751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8655355400995658751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-last-evenings.html' title='These last evenings....'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7264952721155242610</id><published>2008-07-28T00:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:37:11.621+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to my "international" friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIzqez2i8YI/AAAAAAAAGWc/w8zO2Gxtuj4/s1600-h/874486566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIzqez2i8YI/AAAAAAAAGWc/w8zO2Gxtuj4/s320/874486566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227811082506269058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized that in 18 days I'll be in Paris. 18 more days! And counting! It's a very cool feeling, but in the same time, it's pretty scary :) Today was the day dedicated to my away friends! :) I've been skyping in  Italy, Denmark,  yahoo-ing in  Spain, facebooking in England and Belgium. It was nice taling to you guys and girls again, and I hope to see you all sometimes soon! Wit a little bit of effort, I'm sure we can make this work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7264952721155242610?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7264952721155242610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7264952721155242610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7264952721155242610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7264952721155242610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/talking-to-my-international-friends.html' title='Talking to my &quot;international&quot; friends...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIzqez2i8YI/AAAAAAAAGWc/w8zO2Gxtuj4/s72-c/874486566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4449448836612567415</id><published>2008-07-25T21:27:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:52:33.897+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolest holiday in Italy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoffnQ6LOI/AAAAAAAAGUU/TvsiuEYc4m8/s1600-h/Vacanta+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024945493191906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoffnQ6LOI/AAAAAAAAGUU/TvsiuEYc4m8/s320/Vacanta+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoezbWe_FI/AAAAAAAAGUM/VW1cGbKm_sQ/s1600-h/Vacanta112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024186381106258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoezbWe_FI/AAAAAAAAGUM/VW1cGbKm_sQ/s320/Vacanta112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoeGwYR7ZI/AAAAAAAAGUE/bxuM6V3D8vM/s1600-h/Vacanta+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227023418931670418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoeGwYR7ZI/AAAAAAAAGUE/bxuM6V3D8vM/s320/Vacanta+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIod2oU9J1I/AAAAAAAAGT8/i2AZAf-XlaQ/s1600-h/Vacanta+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227023141892335442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIod2oU9J1I/AAAAAAAAGT8/i2AZAf-XlaQ/s320/Vacanta+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIodqi0EoJI/AAAAAAAAGT0/ROctc8LmVpQ/s1600-h/Vacanta+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227022934253805714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIodqi0EoJI/AAAAAAAAGT0/ROctc8LmVpQ/s320/Vacanta+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more, click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/ade.popa/ItayAndVatican"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 3 days in Genova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 1 day in Pisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 2 days in Florence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 3 days in Rome and Vatican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 1 day in a cool water park (La Caravelle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... over 1000 km driven on the highway and not only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... tens of tunels in North Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... over n stuff visited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... refilling the bottles of water over and over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... at least 2 culture infusions :( (Uffizi Galleries in Florence and Vatican Museums)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... the sea and the mountain in the same place - climb the mountain and see the sea on your other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... great 10 days spent together with dearest persons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... visited 2 countries in one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... eating pizza for lunch 3 days in a row - this means I liked it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... cooking Italian pasta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... listening Madonna at the radio (love her new song - Give it to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... falling in love with Italian Ice-Cream (gelata)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... seeing Romanian people on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... sun, sea, palm trees, people, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom line: I'm definitely going back there! :P&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/30210151-4449448836612567415?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4449448836612567415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4449448836612567415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4449448836612567415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4449448836612567415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/coolest-holiday-in-italy.html' title='Coolest holiday in Italy!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SIoffnQ6LOI/AAAAAAAAGUU/TvsiuEYc4m8/s72-c/Vacanta+273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2249211217036284351</id><published>2008-07-07T10:03:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:01:23.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said Romania is not incredible???</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was in a one-day trip with my family and Alexandra on the mountain. We crossed the Transfagarasean, stopped at Balea (both the waterfall and the lake), Vidraru Lake and then on the other side of the mountain we visited Curtea de Arges Monastery.... driving back on Olt Valey :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landscapes were great, the mountains... just as I knew them! Fresh air, snow spots at 2000 m, lot of people, people from Bucharest (who were obviously too used to their 40 degrees) dressed in "slapi" slipping on the snow :) Yep, it was funny! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidraru is a "wwwwwaaaaaw" thing! I saw it for the first time yesterday and I was speechless! Definitely the best thing I saw in Romania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if you have the opportunity of going in such a trip to see our mountains, make sure you don't miss it! Believe me, not many countries have something like this!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHB3oAp6II/AAAAAAAAA6s/w9d8OToMTGs/s1600-h/P7060170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHB3oAp6II/AAAAAAAAA6s/w9d8OToMTGs/s400/P7060170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220166604476246146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balea Waterfall &lt;/span&gt; - in the back... too sunny for our camera :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHCJE4RQ-I/AAAAAAAAA60/Mgx9j1k1acw/s1600-h/P7060184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHCJE4RQ-I/AAAAAAAAA60/Mgx9j1k1acw/s400/P7060184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220166904283481058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just the mountains&lt;/span&gt;...  one of the 100000 stops on hthe road just to takepictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHCeP1ZEaI/AAAAAAAAA68/t8K0ju0XR30/s1600-h/P7060196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHCeP1ZEaI/AAAAAAAAA68/t8K0ju0XR30/s400/P7060196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220167268001452450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transfagarasean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHC3wEyDXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/hOGtG2xEVek/s1600-h/P7060245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHC3wEyDXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/hOGtG2xEVek/s400/P7060245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220167706152668530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balea Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHDZLcOwBI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6HyVCCHUKvk/s1600-h/P7060315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHDZLcOwBI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6HyVCCHUKvk/s400/P7060315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220168280434458642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vidraru Lake &lt;/span&gt;(it's huge, it has 14 km and you have to drive along it to reach the barrage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you want to see more great landscapes, check: &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/ade.popa/RomaniaTransfagarasean"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/ade.popa/RomaniaTransfagarasean &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2249211217036284351?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2249211217036284351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2249211217036284351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2249211217036284351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2249211217036284351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-said-romania-is-not-incredible.html' title='Who said Romania is not incredible???'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SHHB3oAp6II/AAAAAAAAA6s/w9d8OToMTGs/s72-c/P7060170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2584290998540909980</id><published>2008-07-01T18:41:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:46:27.979+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Great afternoon! :)</title><content type='html'>I had no reason for writing on this blog lately... till now, when I got these pictures that I absolutely love! :) They are taken on a therace in Cluj, Havana. Yep, I was there with Dora after walking and chatting in the park for 3 hours! I'm gonna miss these afternoons.... a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQucYOBQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CI-mefOeClI/s1600-h/Imag000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQucYOBQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CI-mefOeClI/s320/Imag000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218071877084120322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shocked to find this in Piata Mihai Viteazu :) Anyway, I think Paris looks better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpRDcFskVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rvolcGSUm0U/s1600-h/Imag007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpRDcFskVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rvolcGSUm0U/s400/Imag007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218072237783683410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQ6xIpQdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/mMa_baJ6FoI/s1600-h/Imag010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQ6xIpQdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/mMa_baJ6FoI/s400/Imag010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218072088814371282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQ0BU4ELI/AAAAAAAAAc4/YBrVdYKHU6k/s1600-h/Imag001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQ0BU4ELI/AAAAAAAAAc4/YBrVdYKHU6k/s400/Imag001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218071972901556402" border="0" /&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/30210151-2584290998540909980?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2584290998540909980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2584290998540909980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2584290998540909980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2584290998540909980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-afternoon.html' title='Great afternoon! :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SGpQucYOBQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CI-mefOeClI/s72-c/Imag000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3365590232673037917</id><published>2008-06-26T11:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:58:29.254+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Sex and the City Character Are You?</title><content type='html'>Uuu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test18/Charlotte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Charlotte.&lt;/strong&gt; Fairytales were made for you. You've had your share of heartbreak, but that doesn't stop you from opening your heart to others and searching for your happily-ever-after. To some, you may appear naive and your romantic ideals far-fetched, but you know that someday, your Prince will come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3365590232673037917?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3365590232673037917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3365590232673037917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3365590232673037917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3365590232673037917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/which-sex-and-city-character-are-you.html' title='Which Sex and the City Character Are You?'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4377361769080965807</id><published>2008-06-23T20:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:33:20.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Next year in... Paris! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SF_eU4Ln64I/AAAAAAAAAZw/SzGJ5wUyk6Y/s1600-h/paris_night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SF_eU4Ln64I/AAAAAAAAAZw/SzGJ5wUyk6Y/s400/paris_night.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215131343778212738" 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/30210151-4377361769080965807?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4377361769080965807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4377361769080965807' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4377361769080965807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4377361769080965807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/next-year-in-paris.html' title='Next year in... Paris! :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SF_eU4Ln64I/AAAAAAAAAZw/SzGJ5wUyk6Y/s72-c/paris_night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7741813866768711180</id><published>2008-06-19T13:29:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:44:01.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years... that come to an end</title><content type='html'>,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SFo2uo91UoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l-tCBo04IJw/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SFo2uo91UoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l-tCBo04IJw/s320/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213539693533418114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 last weeks were really crazy, with a lot of things going on! But I enjoyed them so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graduation festivity.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know how it was for the audience, but I felt really good. I liked what the professors and students said and I had a very nice time on that stage. Basically what made me feel happy were not the speaches, or the diploma, or the flowers, but my friends that were there, people from home (high-scool and family), the dearest persons, and also the AIESEC gang, who were "Foaie Verde, Adela!!!" me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SFo3lGffZZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/is-GhKdvIvc/s1600-h/P1000559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SFo3lGffZZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/is-GhKdvIvc/s320/P1000559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213540629172151698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graduation party&lt;/span&gt; (aka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banchet&lt;/span&gt; :P), at Chios. Veeery enjoyable! Lot of dancing, lot of laughing and spending time with faculty friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, there is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graduation paper, &lt;/span&gt;that I'm happy to say.... it's finished! Tomorrow at noon I'll be giving it in, so I'll be over with it also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... holiday!!!!!!!!!! Till 30th of June at least, I'll be sleeping till noon, watching Dawson's Creek, going out, having fun! So who wants to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgot! Latest news: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dora is the new MC VP Finance in Denmark!!!&lt;/span&gt; Congrats dear!! See you in Copenhagen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7741813866768711180?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7741813866768711180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7741813866768711180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7741813866768711180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7741813866768711180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-years-that-come-to-end.html' title='4 years... that come to an end'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SFo2uo91UoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l-tCBo04IJw/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1322029737538729168</id><published>2008-06-01T13:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:39:47.101+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from Ili's home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SEJ74Y_BzGI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ir6CeG02fVw/s1600-h/DSC09589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SEJ74Y_BzGI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ir6CeG02fVw/s320/DSC09589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206860327903415394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're here for the last time probably... She's leaving to Budapest and... I can't believe it... I don't think I realize it, I don't think she realizes it, but the thoughts of not studying for our stupid exams together, with clear and strict schedule, not eating "mancare de bebe" like crazy, washing dishes or just talking and watching movies  seems really weird and not real in the same time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just the beginning... Mali is already in the Dominican Republic, Ale is leaving to The Netherlands, now Ili... Dora and me are in the middle of the process... It's strange to see your best friends leaving, knowing you'll only talk to them on skype or by email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now... we're helping her take the suitcases in the car... :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1322029737538729168?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1322029737538729168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1322029737538729168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1322029737538729168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1322029737538729168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/live-from-ilis-home.html' title='Live from Ili&apos;s home'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SEJ74Y_BzGI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ir6CeG02fVw/s72-c/DSC09589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-818945820661996526</id><published>2008-05-30T12:59:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:05:06.698+03:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down, 2 more to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SD_RI4_BzFI/AAAAAAAAARo/h6xRbytoyqQ/s1600-h/exam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SD_RI4_BzFI/AAAAAAAAARo/h6xRbytoyqQ/s320/exam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206109644929485906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more exams and faculty is over! Waw!! When I put it this way, I'm almost sorry for not having exam sessions anymore... but when I think about the stupid articles hat we have to read for the Monday exam (Globalisation) ... nope, I'm not sorry anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Dey's right now... she's reading, at least trying... I'm full, need a break! So.. why not checking the blogs, facebook pictures, news... and that's it??!!! Yep... back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-818945820661996526?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/818945820661996526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=818945820661996526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/818945820661996526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/818945820661996526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-down-2-more-to-go.html' title='3 down, 2 more to go!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SD_RI4_BzFI/AAAAAAAAARo/h6xRbytoyqQ/s72-c/exam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2060219434707983469</id><published>2008-05-20T10:58:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:12:43.969+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDKF6cpFriI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uY1Y9IawjUA/s1600-h/DSC09452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDKF6cpFriI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uY1Y9IawjUA/s320/DSC09452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202367758733782562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides of the takeover, we also had time to walk ... actually not exactly walk, but drive to the cave and walk on the bridge :) Suncuius is a really nice place. I really enjoyed being there after 5 years. We were in the same place me and Adina used to climb the rocks and surprise surprise... everything was exactly like in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this, we spent en entire night with our friends in AIESEC. We laughed a lot, we danced all night, we were surprised of some things that happened (eg: going to sleep in the same bed with a person, and waking up with another one, missing black shoes, etc..), enjoying t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDKHuMpFrjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mZMCxM5F3j8/s1600-h/DSC09471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDKHuMpFrjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mZMCxM5F3j8/s320/DSC09471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202369747303640626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next meeting... will it be in Santo Domingo? Or in Budapest? Or... I'm open to suggestions! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2060219434707983469?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2060219434707983469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2060219434707983469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2060219434707983469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2060219434707983469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/quality-time.html' title='Quality time'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDKF6cpFriI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uY1Y9IawjUA/s72-c/DSC09452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8079769425383121630</id><published>2008-05-20T10:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:38:53.566+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last thing in AIESEC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDJ_zMpFrhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9CdbDXP4cGw/s1600-h/TakeOver+%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDJ_zMpFrhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9CdbDXP4cGw/s400/TakeOver+%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361037109964306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... was the Take Over! This is a very nice evening gala, when the Executive Board 2007-2008 officially gives the confidence of running AIESEC Cluj-Napoca to the EB 2008-2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very enjoyable night, remembering a lot of crazy things that we did (these are also in this little &lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/ilincaelena/a2d28ca9165442"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;) in the last year; it was our last night together as EB, we had fun, and we were proud of the people that we left behind us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDJ-ucpFrgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gvtNWbL0AKE/s1600-h/DSC09370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDJ-ucpFrgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gvtNWbL0AKE/s400/DSC09370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202359855993957890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           And another year is ahead of s. Who knows when we'll meet in this formula again? Who knows where we're going to be in the next 6 months?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3 of us&lt;/span&gt; are going in eXchange, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt; in Budapest as National Committee member, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dey &lt;/span&gt;is the new Regional Coach for AIESEC Sibiu, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; works at Foreground, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vlad &lt;/span&gt;is the President in AIESEC Cluj for the next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       What I know for sure is that "Stirile de la ora 20:00" will last for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see what's next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8079769425383121630?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8079769425383121630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8079769425383121630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8079769425383121630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8079769425383121630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-thing-in-aiesec.html' title='Last thing in AIESEC...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SDJ_zMpFrhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9CdbDXP4cGw/s72-c/TakeOver+%2810%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-117359812585719160</id><published>2008-05-11T23:41:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:03:30.928+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sisters in action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdbI8pFrcI/AAAAAAAAANc/AGB425Yq8uw/s1600-h/359883272_3aee1f8743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdbI8pFrcI/AAAAAAAAANc/AGB425Yq8uw/s400/359883272_3aee1f8743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199224504098074050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Today I realized 2 of th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;e greatest people I met in the last years, 2 of my best friends are leaving soon. &lt;b style=""&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="RO" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ălina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt; is staying one more week with us, and then she’s on her way to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span  lang="RO" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dominican   Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt; for 1 year and 4 months. Who knows if we’ll meet again during this year? Will this pass quickly or not? &lt;b style=""&gt;Ili&lt;/b&gt; has 3 more weeks in Cluj and then she’s starting her MC term in Budapest... 1 year. She’s closer to us, but still, who knows when we’ll meet again?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Also today Ili and I were scanning some pictures that we took while we were in AIESEC. In most of them there are 4 persons: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:lime;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:lime;"&gt;ora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;... the Big Sisters. &lt;/b&gt;This really made me smile. Because there were almost 3 years in which we were together at conferences, at parties, doing stupid things, cooking, living together, etc. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;How it all started... It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdcbMpFrfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PMBsqIUX1tk/s1600-h/DSCN0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdcbMpFrfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PMBsqIUX1tk/s200/DSCN0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199225917142314482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;started &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;randomly&lt;/span&gt;. Because this is how we all are: random! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt; We were having an internship at BRD (this is how we looked like in our first day of work:P) and we (Dora, Dey and me) needed a place to stay for that month. We asked Ili if we could stay at her place, and she said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt; Of course, she had no idea what she was talking about, she was really enthusiastic about us coming, even though she hadn’t been thinking about what this will mean. Yet, it was to late to say NO! :P The next thing I know is that we called Ili’s house &lt;b style=""&gt;The Big Sisters’ House (BSH). &lt;/b&gt;It was a crazy month, we were going at BRD every day („LC meetings” at BRD in my office :P), &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;tuna&lt;/span&gt; salad as lunch almost every day, people coming and visiting us, playing Mafia and cooking &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;spaghetti and pancakes&lt;/span&gt;, going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;out. Yep, it was definitely a crazy month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdb9cpFreI/AAAAAAAAANs/hpq3EhYDNko/s1600-h/DSCN0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdb9cpFreI/AAAAAAAAANs/hpq3EhYDNko/s200/DSCN0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199225406041206242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After some time &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;all 4 of us had made it into the EB&lt;/span&gt;. We were so excited to take part at EB meetin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;gs! Being in the same EB with 3 other people that I knew pretty well, with at least 3 friends I already had made things more easier to me. We had no problem in having fun, in making our work excited an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;d crazy, in doing stupid things to other people (and to us), in endless discussion night after night, day after day... and after getting home still having topics for online chats, underfucking all around. It is so natural to me to hear statements like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;„Are you coming to the mall today?” , „Did you see that post?”, „Let’s go the pool later! I got asleep too late last night!”, „Are you coming over tonight?”, „But this time we ARE REALLY WORKING!!! We’ll stick to the schedule!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And as another friend of ours would say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;„si acum tot 4”&lt;/span&gt;! After 2 years from the creation of BSH, we’re still meeting to have spaghetti at Ili’s, to see a movie at Dora’s, to study in the exams perio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;d, to write our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;„licentze” &lt;/span&gt;(this is a 2 sides thing: we have to meet one hour earlier for „ending” – they never end – our stories and drink our coffees, and only after th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdbespFrdI/AAAAAAAAANk/4WpB9yk_Mo4/s1600-h/298752901_031766d8ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdbespFrdI/AAAAAAAAANk/4WpB9yk_Mo4/s320/298752901_031766d8ea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199224877760228818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;at we can start working). And it is so great to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;feel like home&lt;/span&gt; with your friends the way I feel with them, to know you can count on them at any issue, or that you can call them in the middle of the night and tell them you want to meet at 3 am in a „bomba” and them to be there for sure!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Who knows what will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt;? All we know so far is that Ili is going for a year in Budapest, Dey is staying in Romania, Dora will probably be in Lisboa (and then...) and me... I’ll be in another country (not many chances to be Portugal, Hungary or Romania). We’ll be in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4 different places on this planet,&lt;/span&gt; after at least 2 years of seeing one another almost daily. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="RO" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;And yet, I’m sure I’ll have even more pictures starting from now on! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My album is not complete yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30210151-117359812585719160?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/117359812585719160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=117359812585719160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/117359812585719160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/117359812585719160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-sisters-in-action.html' title='Big Sisters in action!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCdbI8pFrcI/AAAAAAAAANc/AGB425Yq8uw/s72-c/359883272_3aee1f8743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-348215326459215130</id><published>2008-05-11T03:02:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T03:26:40.735+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The world changes...</title><content type='html'>... and so are we. Things that used to be white in high-school were green maybe in AIESEC times, and now are red. People that were most close to us in 8th grade are in other corners of the world, and our connections have been lost in time. Activities that mattered the most in high-school are no longer there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird waking up after 1 or 2 years and realize that your perceptions are changed, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have changed&lt;/span&gt;, that your dreams and wishes are completely different from what they used to be 3 years ago. And you wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt; What were those things that made this happen?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When&lt;/span&gt; did this happen? What was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scares me the most is the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I see life passing&lt;/span&gt;, I can feel it, and I'm afraid I won't relive these moments again. I will never be on 11th of May at 03:08. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I living this moment or wasting it?&lt;/span&gt; Maybe that's why I like taking pictures and films wherever I go, at whatever party or trip, etc. I enjoy those moments very much, and probably, subconsciously, I hope I'll relive them by watching the pictures. Of course it's not possible, but at least I have something to remind me of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCY8hYT__kI/AAAAAAAAANM/3YtKUPFVUZQ/s1600-h/blue_eye1600_1200_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCY8hYT__kI/AAAAAAAAANM/3YtKUPFVUZQ/s320/blue_eye1600_1200_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198909364005502530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rereading an email that I received from a dear friend of mine... Yep, he was really right: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fiecare a luat-o pe drumul lui, un drum pe care si l-a facut independent, diferit. Ne-am maturizat, vedem altfel lucrurile, avem responsabilitati, iubim....Adevaru e ca timpul trece, si la fel si amintiri, si ne indepartam incet incet de la ce a fost. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And my remaining question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                Do you have enough memories of the years that pass? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                Do you have enough life in those years? Is it ever enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCY9DIT__lI/AAAAAAAAANU/4AXgaM5nsys/s1600-h/fruit-of-the-holy-spirit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCY9DIT__lI/AAAAAAAAANU/4AXgaM5nsys/s200/fruit-of-the-holy-spirit-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198909943826087506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-348215326459215130?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/348215326459215130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=348215326459215130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/348215326459215130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/348215326459215130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/world-changes.html' title='The world changes...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SCY8hYT__kI/AAAAAAAAANM/3YtKUPFVUZQ/s72-c/blue_eye1600_1200_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5461992613974968307</id><published>2008-05-11T02:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:59:50.194+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How well?</title><content type='html'>I was watching "Dawson's Creek" today (finished the first season in a day - it really got me!), and a question keeps popping into my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;... How well do the people in your life know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... How many people/friends really know who you are, why you act the way you do, what you want to do in life, what are your favorite sports, movies, books, cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... How many people can read your feelings just by looking at you?&lt;br /&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/30210151-5461992613974968307?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5461992613974968307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5461992613974968307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5461992613974968307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5461992613974968307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-well.html' title='How well?'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4747802261290335730</id><published>2008-05-05T22:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:46:34.341+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9ismfvf2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6PHqfPYgdZs/s1600-h/P5030119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9ismfvf2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6PHqfPYgdZs/s320/P5030119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196981013396291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9iZWfvf1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/I_jlwBJ89Yg/s1600-h/P5030118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9iZWfvf1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/I_jlwBJ89Yg/s320/P5030118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196980682683809618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La multi ani &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cos si Vuli&lt;/span&gt;!!! Multumim pentru gratar! Demult nu m-am mai simtit asa de bine la un chef intre colegi! La un moment dat mi se parea ca sunt iar in cls. a IX-a, la Sambata, sau, mai tarziu, la Dejani la Iuli! (apropos, Iulicutza, multumesc pentru promovare! :) Sunt curioasa de efect :P)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9j3Wfvf3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/56h4z9LqCL4/s1600-h/P5030143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9j3Wfvf3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/56h4z9LqCL4/s400/P5030143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196982297591512946" 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/30210151-4747802261290335730?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4747802261290335730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4747802261290335730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4747802261290335730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4747802261290335730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-multi-ani-cos-si-vuli-multumim.html' title='La multi ani!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SB9ismfvf2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6PHqfPYgdZs/s72-c/P5030119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1050748070528072615</id><published>2008-05-03T14:12:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:19:23.475+03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Mai... muncitoresc! :)</title><content type='html'>La Vistisoara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multa lume, gasca mare, gratar, cartofi prajiti, o cerere in casatorie (Roshu se insoara!!! Felicitari!), mini foc de tabara, chitara, vin cu Cola, inghetata cu iaurt de fructe de padure... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prieteni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJ_mfvfpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3JcxTkQjt0g/s1600-h/P5010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJ_mfvfpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3JcxTkQjt0g/s400/P5010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196109427092979346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJy2fvfoI/AAAAAAAAALE/zxWWY5EK4WQ/s1600-h/P5010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJy2fvfoI/AAAAAAAAALE/zxWWY5EK4WQ/s400/P5010085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196109208049647234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJqmfvfnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hNyHuXPMSy0/s1600-h/P5010080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJqmfvfnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hNyHuXPMSy0/s400/P5010080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196109066315726450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJhGfvfmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/z4q-9u5aJ74/s1600-h/P5010054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJhGfvfmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/z4q-9u5aJ74/s400/P5010054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196108903106969186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJXGfvflI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Y_iQhxKbD84/s1600-h/P5010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJXGfvflI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Y_iQhxKbD84/s400/P5010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196108731308277330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJO2fvfkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K8RDxkd_QTc/s1600-h/P5010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJO2fvfkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K8RDxkd_QTc/s400/P5010045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196108589574356546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1050748070528072615?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1050748070528072615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1050748070528072615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1050748070528072615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1050748070528072615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-mai-muncitoresc.html' title='1 Mai... muncitoresc! :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/SBxJ_mfvfpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3JcxTkQjt0g/s72-c/P5010068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3766235171386257892</id><published>2008-04-21T14:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:54:06.098+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>http://friends.imagini.net/@2417858-535c - excellent test!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3766235171386257892?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3766235171386257892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3766235171386257892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3766235171386257892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3766235171386257892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/visual-dna.html' title='Visual DNA'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2171106159137640952</id><published>2008-04-21T14:32:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:35:33.497+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=svuOurnbqTUuQYR-OK-DADAD-6660&amp;amp;u=330d7fdbc8ae"&gt;http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=svuOurnbqTUuQYR-OK-DADAD-6660&amp;amp;u=330d7fdbc8ae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really interesting test! Take the chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Leader &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your solid grounding in the practicalities of life, along with your self-assuredness and your willingness to appreciate new things make you a LEADER.&lt;br /&gt;You're in touch with what is going on around you and adept at remaining down-to-earth and logical.&lt;br /&gt;Although you're detail-oriented, this doesn't mean that you lose the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to find beauty in form and efficiency, as opposed to finding it in broad-based, abstract concepts.&lt;br /&gt;Never one to pass on an adventure, you're consistently seeking and finding new things, even in your immediate surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this eagerness to pursue new experiences, you've learned a lot; your attention to detail means that you gain a great deal from your adventures.&lt;br /&gt;The intellectual curiosity that drives you leads you to seek out causes of and reasons behind things.&lt;br /&gt;Your confidence gives you the potential to take your general awareness and channel it into leadership.&lt;br /&gt;You're not set on one way of doing things, and you often have the skills and persistence to find innovative ways of facing challenges.&lt;br /&gt;You are well-attuned to your talents, and can deal with most problems that you face.&lt;br /&gt;Your independent streak allows you to make decisions efficiently and to trust your instincts&lt;br /&gt;You tend to do things on the spur of the moment, not sticking to a set schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;br /&gt;There's more to life than the practical - take some time to daydream and explore the aesthetic sides of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how you relate to others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are Animated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing, comfortable with others, and up for anything, which makes you ANIMATED.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find crowds and parties exhausting, but not you! You are able to be yourself in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is hard for you to understand why others feel the way they do, but that doesn't stop you from trusting them or having faith that they are good people.&lt;br /&gt;You know the world is complicated and that there is often more than one side to a story, so you are careful not to make judgments about others too hastily.&lt;br /&gt;You would rather experience the world than sit back and observe it—you are not one to sit on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;You are an independent thinker and don't get too worried about how others might perceive you—you are not self-conscious about being the active, engaged person that you are.&lt;br /&gt;Although you have a keen understanding of different people's life circumstances, you occasionally have trouble seeing why people get so upset and emotional about things—they should just lighten up and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;In addition to having faith in the world, you have faith in the people around you—you trust others to do the right thing and to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;br /&gt;Remember that time alone can be just as fulfilling as time spent with others—take some time for yourself and you might find that there are many things in your inner world that are just as compelling as the world outside your window.&lt;br /&gt;Your open-mindedness about the ways of world gives you an understanding of people's differences, but that knowledge doesn't always translate into sympathy. Don't be afraid to let your trust and understanding influence your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2171106159137640952?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2171106159137640952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2171106159137640952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2171106159137640952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2171106159137640952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/personal-dna.html' title='Personal DNA'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7046604593379301793</id><published>2008-04-13T21:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:40:34.741+03:00</updated><title type='text'>12 aprilie 2008 - Veeery nice day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/uKVaR45_AG0" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/uKVaR45_AG0" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ieri a fost ziua lui Bebe. Si... ceea ce a fost un plan nebunesc intr-o noapte pe messenger, a devenit realitate. Inca nu-mi vine sa cred cat de usor poti sa pui in practica ceva, daca vrei sa faci asta cu adevarat. Acesta e un exemplu micutz si nevinovat, insa sunt convinsa ca nu exista dificultati nici in cazul visurilor mult mai marete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorbeam cu Ruxi pe net intr-o noapte... nu mai vorbisem cu ea demult. Si ne gandeam noi ce-am putea sa-i facem lui Bebe, ca sa fie special... pana cand ne-am hotarat ca ar fi tare sa mergem in Fagaras si sa aparem in barul unde el da de baut prietenilor:... Surpriza!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa, mergand mai departe cu gandurile, construind pe ideile noastre (cum s-ar zice in AIESEC), am ajuns sa ne hotaram ca-i vom face un Suprise Party in clasa noastra din liceu, ca-i vom face un tort (nu-l cumparam! Nu nu! Il facem noi! :) ) si un mic ppt (hmm... se vede un "pattern" aici? Dap... logic... si Ruxi a fost in AIESEC! Am avut chiar si agenda pentru acest improvizat "Opening Plenary"!). Ne mai gandeam sa adaugam pe-acolo si un roll-call, si Bebe sa intre in sala pe o melodie, noi pe scaune aplaudand impreuna cu ceilalti colegi, insa am decis ca ar fi un pic prea mult pentru el... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uite-asa am ajuns noi sa plecam spre Fagaras intr-un weekend neprogramat, sa facem un tort Tiramissu, sa ma mai joc in movie maker (nu mai facusem asta de vreun an), si sa si ajungem la timp la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am distrat foarte fain! Ne uitam la Bebe cum urca scarile de la cancelarie, tinut de mana de Mircea, si sacait de Cristi, radeam de ne prapadeam pe dupa colturile liceului, am stat la usa pana cand s-a uitat el la filmulet cu ceilalti prieteni, si la sfarsit.... tortul! Intrare spectaculoasa cu un tort cu 23 de lumanari, Bebe cu o expresie a fetei pe care nu si-a mai sters-o decat dupa.... mult timp! :) Dap, socat, surprins, cu intrebari de genul: "Da tu ce cauti aici? Parca erai in Cluj!", incepea sa faca si el conexiuni, cum a ajuns acolo, cum am complotat, etc... Oricum, simpatic!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampanie, suc, tort, cate-o tzigara pentru unii, toate astea la 9 seara in clasa noastra! Am facut-o si pe asta! Apoi o bere in fata la cetate pe banca (like old times), apoi un club pana la 3, apoi un vin la "piscina" (asta-i un bar, singurul deschis la ora aia), apoi somn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-era dor sa ne vad impreuna, mi-era dor sa mai stau la povesti cu Ruxi (de fapt n-am apucat sa facem asta prea mult, not enough time!), nu-l mai vazusem pe Bebe surprins asa de 2 ani (anul trecut am ratat ocazia), am mai ras un pic cu Mircea si Taflan (the same crazy guys :P)... it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru asta, special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mircea&lt;/span&gt;, pentru ca a acceptat sa comploteze cu noi, chiar daca i se parea un pic ciudat si nu a inteles neaparat ce vrem sa facem. A, si pentru ca l-ai invartit cu masina prin tot orasul legat la ochi ca sa nu se prinda unde opresti! :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dl. Director Postolache&lt;/span&gt;, pentru ca ne-a descuiat scoala sambata seara si ne-a lasat sa stam cat vrem noi acolo&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ionut, Alina, Cristi, Mitza&lt;/span&gt; - pentru ca s-au bagat in asta si au pastrat secretul! Hai ca a fost amuzant!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruxi,&lt;/span&gt; doar pentru ca a fost fain sa facem asa impreuna! Missed that! (ne-am dat seama ca acesta e un alt lucru pe care l-am invatat in AIESEC - ne-a fost foarte natural sa organizam asa ceva, si nu ne prindeam de ce ceilalti au intrat in atmosfera putin mai greu)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bebe,&lt;/span&gt; pentru ca s-a lasat legat la ochi intr-un final si nu i-a facut foarte multe probleme lui Mircea! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, si La Multi Ani, Bebe! De-abia astept anul viitor, sa vedem ce ne mai poate mintea! :)&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/30210151-7046604593379301793?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7046604593379301793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7046604593379301793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7046604593379301793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7046604593379301793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/12-aprilie-2008-veeery-nice-day.html' title='12 aprilie 2008 - Veeery nice day!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8222727586531408166</id><published>2008-04-05T11:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T11:21:44.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Licenta stuffies</title><content type='html'>De cateva zile ne-am pus pe treaba. Cu program, ca in sesiune, la Ili acasa, incercam sa fim cat se poate de productive (deocamdata doar noi 3 - Ili, Dora and me), ca sa terminam cat mai repede. Si eu zic ca se invarte roata, mai facem spaghete la pranz, mai mancam mancare de bebe, mai povestim (vineri am facut asta cam mult!!), dar... quality time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa-mi fie dor de zilele astea! Cine stie pe unde vom fi la anul? Cu siguranta pe vremea asta in 2009 nu vom mai sta toate sa ne uitam la 3 filme in paralel. But I trust it will be even better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8222727586531408166?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8222727586531408166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8222727586531408166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8222727586531408166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8222727586531408166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/licenta-stuffies.html' title='Licenta stuffies'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8419314545038760540</id><published>2008-02-19T13:00:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T13:15:48.877+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Great girls and their dreams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q5gzhvCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mmyQEJrCpxc/s1600-h/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168647495599720770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="175" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q5gzhvCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mmyQEJrCpxc/s320/IMG_0138.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q5JjhvCTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TDcwNPxuHSY/s1600-h/1204875616_fd3d69fd74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168647096167762226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="205" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q5JjhvCTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TDcwNPxuHSY/s320/1204875616_fd3d69fd74.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q3YThvCSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hlGz718GKh0/s1600-h/1204875616_fd3d69fd74.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q3MzhvCRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yWSwYOtwtas/s1600-h/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moscarici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; candideaza maine Director in AIESEC International - anul trecut si pe mine ma bantuiau ganduri din astea (imi faceam planuri pentru urmatorii 4 ani, astfel incat totul sa duca la Director in AI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ciuci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; candideaza peste 5 zile VP X in acelasi AI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Masli,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MCP Republica Dominicana 0809. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe mine m-a lasat masca acest curaj si dedicare pentru AIESEC de cand am aflat ca vor sa candideze, si sper sa nu le paraseasca in viitorul apropiat. Sunt mandra de cine ma inconjoara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multa multa bafta in Macedonia! Tinem pumnii fetelor noastre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30210151-8419314545038760540?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8419314545038760540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8419314545038760540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8419314545038760540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8419314545038760540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-girls-and-their-dreams.html' title='Great girls and their dreams!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R7q5gzhvCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mmyQEJrCpxc/s72-c/IMG_0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6549092995745303661</id><published>2008-01-29T08:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:07:15.537+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last days :) Happy ones... Full ones :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Saptamana aceasta au avut loc mai multe evenimente (pentru mine eveniment inseamna orice chestie la care am facut poze… I love pictures!! They are so cooool!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Leadership Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... sau Alumni and Partners Night din trecut. &lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;O adunare foarte faina in care am pus la un loc membri AIESEC (cam putini, doar EBurile si OCul), alumni (n-am vazut in viata mea atatia alumni la un loc) si cativa reprezentanti de la companiile partnere. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;S-au dat premii, am celebrat o noua generatie de Alumni ( a fost ciu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;dat, pentru ca erau prieteni foarte buni de-ai nostri, care au intrat tot in 2005 in AIESEC... acum ei sunt alumni, noi inca lucram pe mandate &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt; nice :P), am stat la povesti cu oameni pe care nu i-am mai vazut de un car de ani, am mancat, am baut, tort, prajituri, etc...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Toata lumea a plecat cu cun sentiment placut de-acolo, feedback-urile a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;u fost numai pozitive, si din cate ne-am dat seama, alumni de-abia asteapta urmatorul eveniment de genul asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="IT" style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Cool, ha? &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R57PV2YwuoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qgTtGOh-79c/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R57PV2YwuoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qgTtGOh-79c/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160790197296740994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ziua Dorei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Pe 25 ianuarie a fost ziua ei, asa ca am fost prezenti la eveniment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NL"&gt;Un “gathering” de vreo 25 de omuleti de prin AIESEC, de toate varstele si din toate generatiile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Am ras (de sensul giratoriu din Fagaras, de “Sicilia, Palermo, CUGIR!!!”), am d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;ansat, am sarit in pat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;adik pardon, am dansat in pat :P,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ne-am uitat la concertele lui Robbie Williams (si ne-am promis ca vom merge in 2009 la unul... pana atunci nu mai are turnee, din pacate) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;, si.. . am mancat+baut! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Super faina seara, asa ca Dora sa ne traiesti! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R57PwWYwupI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kypnhKLEbIw/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R57PwWYwupI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kypnhKLEbIw/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160790652563274386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6549092995745303661?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6549092995745303661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6549092995745303661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6549092995745303661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6549092995745303661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-days-happy-ones-full-ones.html' title='Last days :) Happy ones... Full ones :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R57PV2YwuoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qgTtGOh-79c/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2090146605443374753</id><published>2008-01-15T02:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:05:36.493+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un nou inceput</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R4yvk-MevzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lP2lEvMg2xU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155688723137871666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R4yvk-MevzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lP2lEvMg2xU/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ieri s-au incheiat alegerile in AIESEC... un noue EB, o noua echipa, o noua provocare pentru ei. Dutzu, Alec, Roxi, Ela, Lupo, Emil si Vlad... va doresc sa aveti parte de o experienta unica, sa va distrati si sa va simtiti bine impreuna, sa duceti AIESEC Cluj-Napoca acolo unde trebuie sa fie, si acolo unde a fost dintotdeauna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multa multa bafta! Si chiar vorbeam serios ieri seara cand va spuneam ca va doresc sa ajungeti in stadiul in care suntem noi acum.... si nu o sa spun mai mult :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicitari inca o data! Si... spor la treaba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2090146605443374753?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2090146605443374753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2090146605443374753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2090146605443374753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2090146605443374753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2008/01/un-nou-inceput.html' title='Un nou inceput'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R4yvk-MevzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lP2lEvMg2xU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-786160202823644341</id><published>2007-12-28T12:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:21:43.072+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acasa de sarbatori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3Tb7H-XbdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IENeFNsEqfw/s1600-h/Ice%20Skating%20at%20the%20Embarcadero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148982082790714834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3Tb7H-XbdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IENeFNsEqfw/s200/Ice%2520Skating%2520at%2520the%2520Embarcadero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's good to be home indeed! :) Sa te pui la somn la 3-4 si sa te trezesti la 11-12, sa mergi la patinoar cat de des poti (daca vrei in fiecare seara, then so be it!), sa patinezi pana nu mai poti pentru ca nu ai ora de inchidere, sa stai la taclale cu fostii colegi si cu prietenii din liceu, sa canti la karaoke in Cover, sau sa ai 100 de intentii sa joci Catan dar sa-ti gasesti de fiecare data altceva de facut si sa uiti de el :)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TcLH-XbeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z7G6oiaz2ew/s1600-h/front%20of%20home%20in%20winter,big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148982357668621794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TcLH-XbeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z7G6oiaz2ew/s200/front%2520of%2520home%2520in%2520winter,big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;... sa mai asculti o melodie faina, sa te uiti la un film fain, sa iei o cina tarzie (la 12 noaptea :P) cu 3 prieteni buni, sa incerci sa mergi la baluri in satele din apropiere dar sa nu-ti iasa pentru ca ele sunt deja inchise la 3 a.m. ... si astea toate dupa o noapte de colindat tot orasul, si a propriu si la figurat :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, it's good to be home :)&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/30210151-786160202823644341?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/786160202823644341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=786160202823644341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/786160202823644341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/786160202823644341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/acasa-de-sarbatori.html' title='Acasa de sarbatori'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3Tb7H-XbdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IENeFNsEqfw/s72-c/Ice%2520Skating%2520at%2520the%2520Embarcadero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8295566322152202514</id><published>2007-12-28T03:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:49:07.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TUlH-XbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Pc4NSFHP-w/s1600-h/12C_Dan_Pascu_-_Morning_sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148974008252198338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TUlH-XbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Pc4NSFHP-w/s320/12C_Dan_Pascu_-_Morning_sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela, in the morning, you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ready to Face the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you've had your share of lazy Sundays, but for the most part, we'd guess you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;greet the day with enthusiasm and maybe even a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Morning people like you probably have your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;own internal alarm clocks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and it often makes morning the best part of the day.Getting to work or appointments&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; on time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has probably never been a problem for you. In fact, you're usually at your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;most productive during the a.m. hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So, if you've got a big presentation to give or a test to take, your best bet is to schedule it before lunchtime. Go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;get 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaat??? no way!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8295566322152202514?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8295566322152202514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8295566322152202514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8295566322152202514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8295566322152202514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/morning.html' title='Morning??'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TUlH-XbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Pc4NSFHP-w/s72-c/12C_Dan_Pascu_-_Morning_sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3216849335574070001</id><published>2007-12-28T03:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:46:23.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TT53-XbbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yhma2amlM80/s1600-h/orgaura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148973265222856114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TT53-XbbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yhma2amlM80/s320/orgaura.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela, the brightest color in your aura is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular myth, auras are actually multi-colored energy fields that can be divided into seven primary layers. Having Yellow as your brightest color means that the third layer of your aura is the most vibrant. You have exceptional abilities to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;engage in logical, concrete thinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You tend to be particularly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;open-minded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and enjoy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;exposure to new ideas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;positively impacts your attitude toward life.&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/30210151-3216849335574070001?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3216849335574070001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3216849335574070001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3216849335574070001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3216849335574070001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/yellow.html' title='Yellow'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TT53-XbbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yhma2amlM80/s72-c/orgaura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5339484381676948175</id><published>2007-12-28T03:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:43:25.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TTQn-XbaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aeAvXTo5QF0/s1600-h/LA_skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148972556553252258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TTQn-XbaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aeAvXTo5QF0/s320/LA_skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela, your city style match is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Los Angeles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hooray for Hollywood! Like LA, you've got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;big, bold personality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that attracts admirers everywhere you go. You're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;outgoing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;social&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and don't have a problem being in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spotlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In fact, that's probably where you really shine.From the Sunset Strip to Rodeo Drive, you'll be right at home with your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cool and trendy style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fashion-forward, you keep up with the latest trends and add your own unique twist to them. With accessories, unusual accents, or interesting fabrics, you're not afraid to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mix things up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and make an impact. No matter what you wear, rocking your own style is always cool. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a funny one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5339484381676948175?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5339484381676948175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5339484381676948175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5339484381676948175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5339484381676948175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/la.html' title='L.A. :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TTQn-XbaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aeAvXTo5QF0/s72-c/LA_skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6759010809329735639</id><published>2007-12-28T03:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:40:12.685+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Balanced Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TSgH-XbZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xR79hRPrAC0/s1600-h/51SC003ZYKL._AA240_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148971723329596818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TSgH-XbZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xR79hRPrAC0/s320/51SC003ZYKL._AA240_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela, you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Balanced-brained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you are able to draw on the strengths of both the right and left hemispheres of your brain, depending upon a given situation. When you need to explain a complicated process to someone, or plan a detailed vacation, the left hemisphere of your brain, which is responsible for your ability to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;solve problems logically&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, might kick in. But if you were critiquing an art opening or coming up with an original way to file papers, the right side of your brain, which is responsible for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;noticing subtle details in things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, might take over. While many people have clearly dominant left- or right-brained tendencies, you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;able to draw on skills from both hemispheres of your brain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This rare combination makes you a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;creative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flexible thinker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The down side to being balanced-brained is that you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;may sometimes feel paralyzed by indecision when the two hemispheres of your brain are competing to solve a problem in their own unique ways.&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/30210151-6759010809329735639?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6759010809329735639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6759010809329735639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6759010809329735639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6759010809329735639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/balanced-brain.html' title='Balanced Brain'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TSgH-XbZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xR79hRPrAC0/s72-c/51SC003ZYKL._AA240_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4865142789364986348</id><published>2007-12-27T21:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:31:58.482+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Systematic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TQin-XbYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HbIbxej4Wqc/s1600-h/opelastra04-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148969567256014210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TQin-XbYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HbIbxej4Wqc/s320/opelastra04-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela, your secret to success is to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Systematic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, more than others, tend to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disciplined and efficient&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when performing your work. Chances are, you also prefer to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think about concrete information&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; rather than fantasize about the "what-ifs" of a given situation. Your instinct is to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work with what's in front of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and extrapolate from there and there only. You have a stronger &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need for structure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than many and likely enjoy being known for your organizational skills and ability to get things done. You feel that you produce the best work within a structured setting.Your systematic approach also speaks to a practicality that serves as the basis for many of your actions. Let other people daydream about the money they'll make or the professional accolades they'll earn. You'd rather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;look at the world in a realistic way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; plotting out your path to success methodically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-4865142789364986348?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4865142789364986348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4865142789364986348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4865142789364986348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4865142789364986348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/12/systematic.html' title='Systematic'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/R3TQin-XbYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HbIbxej4Wqc/s72-c/opelastra04-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-567879300245976093</id><published>2007-11-12T21:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:11:44.784+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no hear</title><content type='html'>Everything is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than ok!... and this is more than enough for this post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-567879300245976093?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/567879300245976093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=567879300245976093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/567879300245976093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/567879300245976093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-time-no-hear.html' title='Long time no hear'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5637658782680745901</id><published>2007-09-25T18:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:58:05.609+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rvkv9-58OnI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tb7SfbZum-k/s1600-h/quiet%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114171593760455282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rvkv9-58OnI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tb7SfbZum-k/s200/quiet%2520night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara am fost pe deal... mi-era dor sa vad Fagaras-ul de sus, luminat... erau si cai, ne-am speriat putin de ei, ca ne-am trezit cu ei in fata, brusc... dar mi-au placut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice moments... It felt good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5637658782680745901?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5637658782680745901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5637658782680745901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5637658782680745901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5637658782680745901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/going-out.html' title='Going out :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rvkv9-58OnI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tb7SfbZum-k/s72-c/quiet%2520night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-536827226913825270</id><published>2007-09-25T15:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:54:12.282+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK ME... a turning point...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RvkvC-58OmI/AAAAAAAAADk/e8TUIyFqEnI/s1600-h/20-9663-B-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114170580148173410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RvkvC-58OmI/AAAAAAAAADk/e8TUIyFqEnI/s200/20-9663-B-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foarte aiurea ROCK ME-ul asta... si foarte fain in acelasi timp... dar nu stiu care din ele m-a afectat mai mult...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROCK ME 2007 - trebuia sa fie conferinta in care X-ul in Cluj este premiat... asa mi-am zis in ROCK ME 2006, cand s-a intamplat acelasi lucru... am avut aceleasi senzatii, doar ca mai puternice... Ei bine, mi-am ratat si eu sansa... Stiu ca eram aproape, stiu ca OGX champio ne-a fost in mana , stiu ca ICX champion a fost ratat ca nu am pus Property Shark pe realized la timp... We were so close... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fost fain totusi... sa tinem trackul de X, sa vad cum creste cultura pe X in AIESEC Romania, sa vad ca membri isi doresc sa creasca partea asta in AIESEC. A fost fain sa stau la povesti cu Alex si Dora, sa-mi dau seama ca trec prin aceleasi chestii prin care am trecut si eu acum cateva luni... A fost fain sa stau cu Codi in camera, si sa palavragim despre EBurile din Cluj si Galati, si multe alte chestii... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma intreba lumea daca voi candida la anul in MC Romania.. Luiza a fost foarte draguta si mi-a zis ca as fi un MCVP bun :) It feels good to hear those things :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gata si cu ROCK ME... mai avem o runda in toamna asta, si ni s-a dus si mandatul asta! Trece timpul, nu gluma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-536827226913825270?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/536827226913825270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=536827226913825270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/536827226913825270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/536827226913825270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/rock-me-turning-point.html' title='ROCK ME... a turning point...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RvkvC-58OmI/AAAAAAAAADk/e8TUIyFqEnI/s72-c/20-9663-B-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6446834276233538919</id><published>2007-09-16T00:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:07:47.603+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxI_4XKFZI/AAAAAAAAADc/RVAi0dx_evk/s1600-h/DSCF7894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110539939457144210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxI_4XKFZI/AAAAAAAAADc/RVAi0dx_evk/s200/DSCF7894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La multi ani, Ale!! Ce tare-i chestia asta: fostul si actualul presedinte AIESEC sunt nascute la o zi distanta!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coolish! Sa fii fericita si sa te bucuri de ce-i mai fain in viata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pupici&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6446834276233538919?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6446834276233538919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6446834276233538919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6446834276233538919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6446834276233538919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-multi-ani_16.html' title='La multi ani!!!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxI_4XKFZI/AAAAAAAAADc/RVAi0dx_evk/s72-c/DSCF7894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6932295542934995232</id><published>2007-09-15T23:53:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:04:00.552+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxIM4XKFYI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fSL6BQx3wE/s1600-h/DSCF7684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110539063283815810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxIM4XKFYI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fSL6BQx3wE/s200/DSCF7684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Multi Ani bai!!! Inca un an Ciuci, mai sunt multi inainte! Profita de ei, ca o viata avem! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa ne traiesti multi multi ani fericiti! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te pup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6932295542934995232?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6932295542934995232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6932295542934995232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6932295542934995232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6932295542934995232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-multi-ani.html' title='La multi ani!!!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxIM4XKFYI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fSL6BQx3wE/s72-c/DSCF7684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2436049588916709930</id><published>2007-09-15T23:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:53:12.751+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller skating!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxEKoXKFXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ylvuVVT2wNI/s1600-h/23435146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110534626582599026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxEKoXKFXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ylvuVVT2wNI/s200/23435146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Azi m-am dat cu rolele! Doamne ce dor mi-era de asta! 2 oameni m-au facut fericita azi: Iuliana - ca mi-a imprumutat una din perechile ei de role, si Ando - ca a venit cu mine sa ma plimbaresc... si n-a fost scurt drumul :) 10x guys! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Key learning points: In Parcul Central nu e drum de role, in Grigorescu e perfect, de-abia au turnat asfaltul, prin centru e ok. De pe Napoca pana la Mira acasa faci 10 minute (invers ai face 7 minute), e un mijloc de transport foarte eficient. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool, ha? :) Me happy now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2436049588916709930?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2436049588916709930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2436049588916709930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2436049588916709930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2436049588916709930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/roller-skating.html' title='Roller skating!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RuxEKoXKFXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ylvuVVT2wNI/s72-c/23435146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1634799728348265296</id><published>2007-09-15T00:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:44:00.833+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RusAjoXKFWI/AAAAAAAAADE/uhjZmio_jYA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110178814311929186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="90" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RusAjoXKFWI/AAAAAAAAADE/uhjZmio_jYA/s200/untitled.bmp" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. are needed in one's life... Si e o chestie de care am nevoie acum... nu stiu ce fel de schimbare, nu stiu in ce arie a vietii mele (departament :P), dar trebuie sa se schimbe ceva... Si asta cat de curand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1634799728348265296?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1634799728348265296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1634799728348265296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1634799728348265296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1634799728348265296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/changes.html' title='Changes..'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RusAjoXKFWI/AAAAAAAAADE/uhjZmio_jYA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-815297800054409734</id><published>2007-09-09T20:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:49:32.604+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday afternoon :)</title><content type='html'>... si suntem in sediu... azi ma plictiseam pe-acasa si, dupa ce am mai facut cateva chestii de AIESEC (intre timp mai stateam la o poveste cu Ilinca si Bobo pe messenger), am decis sa merg in Hasdeu... am ajuns dup-aia in Cora la o plimbareala... ne-a prins si radarul (4 puncte pe carnetul Ilincai...)... asta e, depasire de viteza (aveam 82,4 km/h in loc de 50)... but we had fun. Am citit un raion intreg de carticele amuzante ("Degeaba vrei sa canti ca o vioara, daca arati ca un violoncel" - asta era dintr-o carte care te face sa uiti de batranete :P)...&lt;br /&gt;Si uite-asa am ajuns tot in sediu, mancand o crema de vanilie cu fructe si dulceata de capsuni cu fetele... Acum transferam poze de pe un laptop pe altul, ne uitam la filmulete de la EB team building, si... mergem imediat acasa cu Piso :) sau... Pusy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: si e o vreme groaznica, ba ploua, ba e soare... la Cora am vazut curcubeul :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-815297800054409734?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/815297800054409734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=815297800054409734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/815297800054409734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/815297800054409734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-afternoon.html' title='Sunday afternoon :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3980751147337872117</id><published>2007-08-27T09:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:25:36.612+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitare si constrangere sau gasesti solutii pentru orice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RtJ8LJtzX4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/L6JPUAm7hWU/s1600-h/outbound_solution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103277858792628098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RtJ8LJtzX4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/L6JPUAm7hWU/s320/outbound_solution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Postul acesta e legat de unul dintre principiile mele cele mai "desavarsite" si anume "Daca vrei neaparat un lucru, cu siguranta il vei obtine, atata timp cat te zbati putin sa-l obtii." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zilele trecute-i auzeam pe ai mei discutand ca ei nu au timp sa mearga intr-un concediu de cateva zile, ca s-au dus vremurile bune cand mergeam in fiecare an la mare, sau la Geoagiu, sau la Vama Cucului, sau mai stiu eu unde.... Vorbeau de parca aveau 80 de ani, si nu mai pot iesi din casa; stateau si se complaceau in ideea asta, ca n-au timp, si daca tot le trebuie acum masina, nici n-ar fi bine sa mai de bani pe un weekend undeva aproape... dar nici un minut nu i-am auzit incercand sa gaseasca o solutie pentru asta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaltaieri seara eram intr-o vizita la Cos cu ai mei, si ne-am susprins vorbind despre excursiile noastre la mare, cand mergeam impreuna... ne-am dat seama ca asta se intampla cand noi aveam 10-12 ani... adica acum 10-11 ani... de-atunci, Cos si cu mine am tot mers cu prietenii si colegii, iar ai nostri n-au mai prea mers... ca aveau prea multe chestii de facut, si nu si-au facut timp pentru asta. ???????????????????? What?? Ce-i asta? Si intreaba-i acum ce-au facut in fiecare vara de cativa ani incoace... raspuns: serviciu, acasa, Grid, acasa, iar serviciu, etc... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si cu asta cum ramane: "It doesn't matter how many years have passed in your life, but the life in those years!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si de ce se intampla asta? Pentru caesti prea comod sa-ti bati capul cu solutii, sa te gandesti cum ai putea face asta totusi, cum poti scoate apa din piatra seaca... pentru ca e mult mai usor sa zici ca nu poti face o chestie si sa invoci cel mkai evident motiv care-ti iese in cale, pentru cae mult mai CONVENABIL. Si apoi stai si-ti dai seama ca ai ratat o chestie super tare, pe care puteai s-o ai poate, fara nici o problema. Dar nu-i nimic. Iti spui ca .."there's always a next time". Si "next time" faci la fel... ca iarasi ti se pare mai usor... pana cand asta devine un sil de viata. COOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si trec anii, si-ti dai seama ca tot ce ai facut in 3-4-5-6 ani de facultate a fost sa stai in fata calculatorului, sa citesti presa online si sa stai la povesti pe messenger. Si te-ai ales cu ce? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asta e rezultatul unei plimbari lungi cu Adina aseara in oras... intotdeuna ajungem la discutii de genul asta... Avand in vedere prietenii nostri comuni care nu reusesc sa iasa din starea asta (nici nu stiu daca vor macar - ca le e bine asa) si luptele pe care le ducem sa-i scoatem in oras (nici macar atat!!!)... astea erau concluziile pe care le trageam papucind Fagarasul in lung si-n lat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adina pleaca peste 2 saptamani in Anglia cu o bursa... sta 4 ani acolo si ia facultatea de la capat. Zicea ca vrea sa exploateze anii astia de facultate la maxim, si pe parte profesionala si sociala, sa scoata sucu din ei :) Ma gandeam daca am facut si eu asta cu anii mei de facultate, si mi-am dat seama ca puteam sa fac mult mai multe... dar bineinteles ca m-a cuprins si pe mine sindromul comoditatii... but anyway, there's still another year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-3980751147337872117?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3980751147337872117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3980751147337872117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3980751147337872117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3980751147337872117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/limitare-si-constrangere-sau-gasesti.html' title='Limitare si constrangere sau gasesti solutii pentru orice?'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RtJ8LJtzX4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/L6JPUAm7hWU/s72-c/outbound_solution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-1377763582485194135</id><published>2007-08-21T14:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:27:59.305+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La cetate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsrMJZtzX3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XbsVmcbhqFs/s1600-h/137265073.img"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101113989844393842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsrMJZtzX3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XbsVmcbhqFs/s320/137265073.img" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara am facut ceva ce mi-a adus aminte de liceu... am fost la cetate cu Alexandra, Bebe si Alex, am stat pe-o banca si am povestit pana la 3 jumate. Despre ce? Nici n-as sti sa zic... despre orice, despre liceu, relatii, vizitele noastre in Cluj, Timisoara, despre colegi... tot ce ne venea in minte. Alexandra era disperata ca trebuia sa duca masina acasa, Bebe avea o problema ca el ajunge prea repede acasa daca plecam atunci, fiecare cu gargaunii... dar cred ca de-asta mi-era doar... de copilariile noastre, de gasca, sa mai iesim la un gratar...&lt;br /&gt;Dar s-au cam dus vremurile alea... din cati eram in grupul nostru, zilele astea ne-am mai adunat 5-6. Restu ba si-au mutat domiciliul in Mangalia, ba stau in Bucuresti aproape tot timpul, s-au angajat, in Timisoara, pe oriunde... ne vom mai intalni toti peste 7 ani la intalnirea oficiala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vorba lui Bebe... macar acum zilele astea sa ne mai intalnim si noi, ca apoi iar ne intoarcem in Cluj, Timisoara, Bucuresti si nu ne mai vedem pana la Craciun. Yep... asa e... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-1377763582485194135?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1377763582485194135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=1377763582485194135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1377763582485194135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/1377763582485194135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/la-cetate.html' title='La cetate'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsrMJZtzX3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XbsVmcbhqFs/s72-c/137265073.img' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6238932227957067525</id><published>2007-08-19T22:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:31:23.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelatii..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsijWZtzX2I/AAAAAAAAACs/1q18mOsqgn0/s1600-h/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100506183252533090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsijWZtzX2I/AAAAAAAAACs/1q18mOsqgn0/s320/l2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi a fost ziua revelatiilor... ziua in care mi-am dat seama de niste chestii, mi-am dat peste cap niste idei cu care am trait cativa ani buni... si ma bucur ca am ajuns la concluziile astea. Cred ca atunci cand esti pus intr-o situatie care te scoate din zona ta de confort, incepi sa te gandesti la lucruri... Duminica asta mi-am petrecut-o cu verii mei si piticii lor, si de-asta am inceput sa ma gandesc la cum vreau sa fie viata mea din acest punct de vedere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi mi-am dat seama ca nu mai vreau sa locuiesc in strainatate. Povestisem si cu Dora la TRIX despre asta (ea e total impotriva acestui lucru), dar nu ma convinsese. Avea argumente bune, dar nu mi se parea destul. Azi insa, am vazut efectiv de ce ar trebui sa raman in tara. Am fost la strand cu verii mei din Brasov: Cristi si Lau, cu sotiile lor si bebeii: Larisa si Eddie. Au venit in Fagaras la noul nostru strand, Laguna Albastra (foarte fain, btw:P). Apoi au venit pe la noi, am scos toate jucariile, ne-am plimbat prin casa cu Eddie de manutza, pana incepe sa mearga singur, ne-am jucat prinselea cu Lari, ca ea e deja fetitza mare :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si mi-am dat seama ca si eu vreau asta pentru mine, pentru copiii mei. Vreau sa pot merge o ora cu masina si sa ajung in vizita la cei apropiati, la prieteni. Vreau ca si copii mei sa-si cunoasca bunicii, verisorii, si nu sa-i vada 3 zile la Pasti si 3 zile la Craciun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O alta revelatie pe care am avut-o a fost tot din cauza lor, a picilor. Mi-am dat seama cat de mult te poate schimba un copil, un copil al tau. Ii cunosc pe Cristi si pe Lau de cand eram mici, de cand ne jucam ascunselea prin Grid si saream in fan de sus de pe grinzile din sura, de cand aruncam cu struguri in oalele agatate de gard ca sa o speriem pe bunica, de cand ne urcam in pod sa cautam pisicii, si multe alte chestii... Si azi nu-mi venea sa cred ca-i vedeam cu Lari si Eddie in brate, cu biberonul in mana, facandu-si griji ca laptele din sticla e prea cald, grabindu-se acasa ca le e somn la copii, etc... Pentru mine a fost un soc sa-i vad casatoriti la cat de smecherasi erau in tinerete, apai sa ma aiba si copii... it's way too much!:) S-au schimbat atat de mult, si totusi au ramas la fel de nebuni. Inca mai merg in club daca-i apuca cheful, ies in oras, vacante, gratare, stranduri, la mare... tot ce le trece prin cap. Probabil ca depinde de tine cat te schimba o chestie de-asta si cat nu, cat lasi tu sa te schimbe... dar cert e ca rau nu-ti poate fi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sunt fericiti, si sper sa ramana asa:) Si sa mai faca cel putin cate un copil :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-6238932227957067525?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6238932227957067525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6238932227957067525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6238932227957067525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6238932227957067525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/azi-fost-ziua-revelatiilor.html' title='Revelatii..'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsijWZtzX2I/AAAAAAAAACs/1q18mOsqgn0/s72-c/l2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-502686999968985357</id><published>2007-08-18T02:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:15:45.978+03:00</updated><title type='text'>18 august, 02:02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsYsGZtzX1I/AAAAAAAAACk/vfu4S2sPkQY/s1600-h/mihai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099812116537499474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsYsGZtzX1I/AAAAAAAAACk/vfu4S2sPkQY/s200/mihai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsYr0ptzX0I/AAAAAAAAACc/2xznnhOcY28/s1600-h/mihai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum m-am intors din club. :) N-am mai fost intr-un club de nu mai tin minte, n-am mai dansat de nu stiu cand... mi-era asa de dor de asta, incat numai la dans m-am gandit ieri si azi. Asa ca s-a adeverit chestia aia cu..."when you want something... :P" Partea faina e ca eu iesisem din casa pentru un concert de-al lui Ducu Bertzi, dar se pare ca va canta numai maine. Foarte bine, am motiv sa ies si maine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si-asa am ajuns in 5th Avenue, care in mod normal e bar, dar azi a fost Red Party (trebuia sa te imbraci in rosu - very nice, toata lumea era in rosu, alb si negru... clubul arata mortal, mai ales ca aceasta combinatie mi se pare teribil de sexy :P ). Muzica faina, fostii colegi de liceu, Bebe rezervase o masa, Sangria din partea casei, o maimutzica animatoare pe bar de care ne-am distrat toata seara ... ce mai? Exact ce vroiam... am uitat si de umflatura - despre care am aflat ca e furuncul -, dar acum a inceput sa ma doara iar... sper sa fie ok totusi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-era atat de dor sa fac asta, mi-e dor de dansurile alea sportive dintr-a 11-a.... asa le-as face din nou... dar, vorba Dorei... cine stie... poate la anu'... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pana una alta, ma simt foarte impacata! :) &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/30210151-502686999968985357?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/502686999968985357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=502686999968985357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/502686999968985357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/502686999968985357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/18-august-0202.html' title='18 august, 02:02'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsYsGZtzX1I/AAAAAAAAACk/vfu4S2sPkQY/s72-c/mihai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-3913961854813800224</id><published>2007-08-17T15:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T15:51:15.578+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Art, flexibility, beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_C0GzFJGxno' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_C0GzFJGxno'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dance like nobody's watching :)&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/30210151-3913961854813800224?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3913961854813800224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=3913961854813800224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3913961854813800224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/3913961854813800224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/art-flexibility-beauty.html' title='Art, flexibility, beauty'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-6039098621393542643</id><published>2007-08-17T03:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T03:54:58.046+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTxSZtzXzI/AAAAAAAAACU/pdir0n_8Jh0/s1600-h/DolphinDog-PaulRiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099465976533180210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTxSZtzXzI/AAAAAAAAACU/pdir0n_8Jh0/s200/DolphinDog-PaulRiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTxJZtzXyI/AAAAAAAAACM/_83HvrH58cg/s1600-h/dolphin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099465821914357538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="138" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTxJZtzXyI/AAAAAAAAACM/_83HvrH58cg/s320/dolphin1.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probabil esti socat de noua imagine si de multitudinea de posturi de pe noul meu blog :) Si eu sunt :) Dar na... stand asa mult pe-acasa, la un moment dat te plictisesti... si nici Fagarasul asta nu e el asa de mare... asa ca incepi sa ai tot felul de indeletniciri... pe langa tv-links.co.uk, pe langa o carte, sau vize pentru trainee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il am de cateva zile bune... nu stiu de ce ti-am "dat invite" azi... cert e ca e ora 03:40 AM si n-am somn... deja simt ca sunt prea odihnita, si nu pot sa-mi consum energia din cauza unei "umflaturi ciudate". Asa ca... de-asta. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: azi am citit multe chestii despre delfini (inteligenti de mama focului si ei!) si cai - m-am uitat la Samsung Super League care s-a desfasurat zilele astea la Dublin. Au castigat nemntii, Irlanda pe locul 3, dupa SUA. Foarte fain :)........ De-asta apar atatea poze si filmulete cu delfini si cai :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30210151-6039098621393542643?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6039098621393542643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=6039098621393542643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6039098621393542643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/6039098621393542643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome.html' title='Welcome :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTxSZtzXzI/AAAAAAAAACU/pdir0n_8Jh0/s72-c/DolphinDog-PaulRiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-9146518750879305276</id><published>2007-08-17T02:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T03:27:28.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De-a dreptul incredibil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTltJtzXxI/AAAAAAAAACE/T03j_XaFLVk/s1600-h/23_aug_Andreas_HelgstrandKB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099453241955147538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTltJtzXxI/AAAAAAAAACE/T03j_XaFLVk/s320/23_aug_Andreas_HelgstrandKB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te lasa fara cuvinte... nu-i de kirare ca-mi plac asa demult! Dansul combinat cu echitatie - it's my dream! Sit back and enjoy! &lt;strong&gt;Andreas Helgstrand&lt;/strong&gt; si &lt;strong&gt;Blu Hors Matine&lt;/strong&gt; din Danemarca fac spectacol la World Equestrian Games 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKQgTiqhPbw&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKQgTiqhPbw&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a funny one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=De0vL53EDgU&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=De0vL53EDgU&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;= :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si  pentru ca nu m-am mai putut opri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVWYMl2yg1E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVWYMl2yg1E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inteligenta, gratie, noblete, farmec... te cuceresc pe loc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ugFO71cVdY&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ugFO71cVdY&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-9146518750879305276?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/9146518750879305276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=9146518750879305276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/9146518750879305276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/9146518750879305276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/de-dreptul-incredibil.html' title='De-a dreptul incredibil!'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsTltJtzXxI/AAAAAAAAACE/T03j_XaFLVk/s72-c/23_aug_Andreas_HelgstrandKB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-7483243702228700096</id><published>2007-08-16T20:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:24:45.623+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things...</title><content type='html'>Citeam azi blogul Ilincai, si parca mi-a declansat un chef sa citesc si mai multe citate, "wise stuff", asa ca, prin Google, am reusit sa fac asta. Am gasit multe lucruri interesante, si mai ales adevarate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Opportunity dances with those who are already on the dance floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some have been thought brave because they were afraid to run away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(this is a fuuny one! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never be afraid to do something new. Remember, amateurs built the Ark; professionals built the Titanic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-7483243702228700096?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7483243702228700096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=7483243702228700096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7483243702228700096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/7483243702228700096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-things.html' title='Some things...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-2296798939232090346</id><published>2007-08-15T22:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:46:00.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oricat m-as chinui....</title><content type='html'>... sunt chestii pe care nu le inteleg, si pe care n-o sa le inteleg veci pururi. Na, asta e... oameni sunt oamnei, si sunt diferiti... poate ca m-as plictisi sa fie toti la fel... but still!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-2296798939232090346?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2296798939232090346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=2296798939232090346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2296798939232090346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/2296798939232090346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/oricat-m-as-chinui.html' title='Oricat m-as chinui....'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8003885063681581319</id><published>2007-08-15T20:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:47:51.949+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Citind in zodii.. :)</title><content type='html'>Aseara am stat pe skype si in acelasi timp navigam pe tot felul de site-uri citind zodiace, compatibilitati intre Sagetator si Pesti. Foarte tare era ca nicaieri nu erau super pozitive predictiile, dar toti le "indulceau" cu diferite chestii... "se completeaza", "sagetatorii sunt niste aventurieri, pestii sunt mai linistiti", etc... Apogeul insa a fost cand Ando a gasit pe un site ca &lt;strong&gt;Pestii sunt cei mai desavarsiti amanti ai zodiacului&lt;/strong&gt;, nu degeaba Casanova si Don Juan erau nascuti in zodia Pesti :) Foarte tare oricum :)&lt;br /&gt;                    O alta chestie pe care am constientizat-o, e ca &lt;strong&gt;femeile sagetator nu se potrivesc cu nici o zodie&lt;/strong&gt;; unde mai era o urma de "potriveala", exista si un "dar". Super! Solutia lui Ando: Si tu si Malina ar trebui sa mergeti in sihastrie! Acolo e de voi! Yep, probabil ca nu s-au inventat inca zodii care sa ajunga la acelasi nivel cu noi... ce sa faci... trebuie sa intelegem ca suntem putin deasupra... asta e, Mali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-8003885063681581319?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8003885063681581319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8003885063681581319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8003885063681581319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8003885063681581319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/citind-in-zodii.html' title='Citind in zodii.. :)'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-8712545383337232327</id><published>2007-08-13T12:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:59:22.371+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagetator - Pesti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsArXdO-EtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/I_Bb6r3xp0o/s1600-h/horoscop_sagetator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098122460167803602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsArXdO-EtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/I_Bb6r3xp0o/s320/horoscop_sagetator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsArStO-EsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-LCx84IBNmY/s1600-h/horoscop_pesti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098122378563424962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsArStO-EsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-LCx84IBNmY/s320/horoscop_pesti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amandoi pot fi fermecatori si acest lucru ii poate face sa se indragosteasca foarte repede. Mai tarziu, cand vraja mai dispare, ambii se privesc si se intreaba in sinea lor ce cauta unul langa altul. E una dintre acele perechi care trebuie evitate de la inceput. Sagetatorul are un fel franc si candid de a fi, care e greu de inteles de catre Pesti, cu atat mai mult de acceptat. Prin natura lor, Pestii sunt usor de influentat de circumstantele exterioare, ceea ce ii face sa fie o zodie foarte complexa, pe care Sagetatorul o va intelege foarte greu. Pestele il va exclude efectiv pe Sagetator cand se retrage in lumea lui interioara pentru a-si rezolva singur problemele personale. Nu e foarte bun la a lua decizii, ce vor fi luate tot de Sagetator; acesta ar trebui sa evite acest lucru, dar Pestele este pur si simplu prea indecis. Este un pesimist, pe cata vreme Sagetatorul este un optimist incurabil; un element in plus care ii deruteaza si creeaza neintelegeri, iar aceste incompatibilitati ii vor face sa inteleaga ca nu prea reusesc sa-si faca fata unul altuia. Sexul este important pentru amandoi si acest lucru i-ar putea tine impreuna pentru o vreme, dar o relatie bazata exclusiv pe fizic nu poate rezista mult. Ambii ar putea sa-si caute foarte curand alti parteneri. Foarte putin probabil ca o legatura de acest fel sa dureze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand citeam asta, zambeam in sinea mea... nu stiu de ce, poate pentru ca mi se pare o tampenie mare :) Eu citesc horoscopul (sau il ascult la radio) daca-mi pica in mana, daca zice chestii faine, bine... daca nu, iarasi bine :) Oricum, interesanta concluzie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://eva.ro/horoscop/compatibilitate/index.html?zodie1=Sagetator&amp;zodie2=Pesti"&gt;http://eva.ro/horoscop/compatibilitate/index.html?zodie1=Sagetator&amp;amp;zodie2=Pesti&lt;/a&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/30210151-8712545383337232327?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8712545383337232327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=8712545383337232327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8712545383337232327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/8712545383337232327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/sagetator-pesti.html' title='Sagetator - Pesti'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RsArXdO-EtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/I_Bb6r3xp0o/s72-c/horoscop_sagetator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-4394985522350258321</id><published>2007-08-12T22:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:11:52.490+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre Nimic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rr9pbtO-EpI/AAAAAAAAABc/C3wz3bbHR7w/s1600-h/theres_nothing_on_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097909227926459026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rr9pbtO-EpI/AAAAAAAAABc/C3wz3bbHR7w/s320/theres_nothing_on_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-a dus si saptamana asta... cu o intalnire de planificare cu NEXT-ul, si cu Functionala de Recrutare de la BV. Faina saptamana... fain sa fii faci la o conferinta nationala, you just feel good... ai alt statut, and you're enjoying it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost la Cristi si Anca, am stat cu Larisa, am fost prin oras, am prins un mic concert randomly pe strada (dar foarte fain), am stat la povesti cu Mo, cu Ciuci (mi-a fost dor de asta), am mai avut discutii cu Dey asa cum aveam noi demult demult (in alte circumstante... :) ), am pus tara la cale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apoi a venit Dey in Fagaras, am dat o tura pe-aici, si apoi skype. Dar un skype mai impotriva mea cred ca nu s-a pomenit.Erorile cele mai mari (care necesitau o reinstalare) apareau una dupa alta... si uite-asa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-a placut la Bucuresti, atmosfera faina in sediul MCului, atmosfera faina in echipa si apartamente, stiluri diferite de lucru, dar fiecare cu farmecul lui, nebunie de pe lume cu toata provocarile aparute din cauza conferintei, apoi mai pica un partener important, te mai streseaza niste studenti Leonardo, mai anchilozeaza Mo, Gabelu se mai isterizeaza ca cineva nu a sters apa din baie dupa ce a facut dus, era sa pierdem trenul spre Brasov (=&gt; nasul...)... si tot asa. Cu siguranta nu m-as plictisi intr-un MC ca asta :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar deocamdata hai sa zicem ca am alte ganduri in ceea ce priveste anul urmator... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-4394985522350258321?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4394985522350258321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=4394985522350258321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4394985522350258321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/4394985522350258321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/despre-nimic.html' title='Despre Nimic...'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/Rr9pbtO-EpI/AAAAAAAAABc/C3wz3bbHR7w/s72-c/theres_nothing_on_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-71645638653168847</id><published>2007-08-07T01:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:18:13.781+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerva Traian, nr 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RreeGtO-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/Gb4DeM528R8/s1600-h/br%20%20helping%20dad%20with%20work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095715341451793026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RreeGtO-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/Gb4DeM528R8/s320/br%2520%2520helping%2520dad%2520with%2520work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a day! Mi-era dor de o zi asa de plin cu multe chestii de facut... am cam somat in ultima vreme in ceea ce priveste istovirea personala :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:30&lt;/strong&gt; - Sediul MCului - a cazut locatia functionalei. Variante (dupa cautari indelungate): Brasov, Braila, Amara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13:30&lt;/strong&gt; - NEXT stuff: evaluare, planificare, proiecte, strategii, search tool national (asta ne-a omorat, a fost de-a dreptul criminal!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23:00 - &lt;/strong&gt;Gata! No more search tools!! Skype chat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23:30 - &lt;/strong&gt;Still doing that stupid search tool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;00:30&lt;/strong&gt; - Incep sa ma uit la un film pana termina si Codi partea ei, ca sa ne apucam apoi de profilul hard pentur recrutare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01:00 - &lt;/strong&gt;Mo si Oana Triff (Sora Ilincai Triff) pleaca din sediu... un dus si ne apucam de profilul hard.... daca reusesc s-o mai tin pe Codi lipita de calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca mai am senzatia aia... dar am eliminat un domeniu de care ar putea tine: Ando. Nope, it's not him... am vb, he's ok, in afara de aschia care i-a umflat degetul :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a long day... am ras de m-am prapadit pe-aici cu cei din MC... cu Codi... am stat la povesti cu Mo.. i-am zis ca ies din AIESEC si si-a inceput strategia de convingere ca alea si alea... "Cate zile mai stai in Bucuresti? Aha... deci mai am 2 zile in care sa purtam discutii" :) She's cute... si chestia asta nu poate decat sa ma bucure... inseamna ca are un motiv pentru care face lucrurile astea... dar nu cred ca e destul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oki, Codi's back... getting to the profile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-71645638653168847?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/71645638653168847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=71645638653168847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/71645638653168847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/71645638653168847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/nerva-traian-nr-18.html' title='Nerva Traian, nr 18'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RreeGtO-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/Gb4DeM528R8/s72-c/br%2520%2520helping%2520dad%2520with%2520work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-5734002303871455043</id><published>2007-08-06T07:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:03:02.153+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving.. again</title><content type='html'>E 6:53 dimineatza... m-au trezit mai repede pentru ca ei plecau la servici... peste o ora am trenul spre Bucuresti (NEXT planning pentru urmatoarele 6 luni, R&amp;R - TF de MC si NS, pregatirea functionalei si... functionala la Olanesti). De-abia astept sa ajung si sa facem chestiile astea... asta e unul din lucrurile care ma tin in viata in @.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana una alta, inca mai am senzatia aia, m-am trezit cu ea si acum... ceva se intampla. Si nu stiu cum, de unde sa aflu, nu stiu pe ce plan, nu stiu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-5734002303871455043?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5734002303871455043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=5734002303871455043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5734002303871455043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/5734002303871455043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/leaving-again.html' title='Leaving.. again'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210151.post-324644130446855960</id><published>2007-08-05T16:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:44:01.062+03:00</updated><title type='text'>S-a stins din viata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RrXQldO-EnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sTZ4N5S6hTg/s1600-h/pittis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095207895360737906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RrXQldO-EnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sTZ4N5S6hTg/s320/pittis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florian Pittis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Activităţi artistice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lucrat la &lt;a title="'Teatrul" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teatrul_Municipal_"&gt;Teatrul Municipal "Lucia Sturza-Bulandra"&lt;/a&gt;, colaborând cu regizori de renume precum &lt;a title="Liviu Ciulei" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liviu_Ciulei"&gt;Liviu Ciulei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="new" title="Andrei Şerban" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Andrei_%C5%9Eerban&amp;action=edit"&gt;Andrei Şerban&lt;/a&gt; sau &lt;a title="Alexandru Tocilescu" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexandru_Tocilescu"&gt;Alexandru Tocilescu&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;În domeniul muzical, s-a făcut cunoscut într-un trio cu &lt;a title="Anda Călugăreanu" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anda_CÄlugÄreanu"&gt;Anda Călugăreanu&lt;/a&gt; şi &lt;a class="new" title="Dan Tufaru" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Dan_Tufaru&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;Dan Tufaru&lt;/a&gt;, iar mai târziu în &lt;a class="new" title="Cenaclul Flacăra" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Cenaclul_Flac%C4%83ra&amp;action=edit"&gt;Cenaclul Flacăra&lt;/a&gt;. În anul &lt;a title="1992" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1992"&gt;1992&lt;/a&gt; întemeiază, alături de &lt;a title="Mircea Baniciu" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mircea_Baniciu"&gt;Mircea Baniciu&lt;/a&gt; şi &lt;a title="Mircea Vintilă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mircea_VintilÄ"&gt;Mircea Vintilă&lt;/a&gt;, formaţia &lt;a title="Pasărea Colibri" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/PasÄrea_Colibri"&gt;Pasărea Colibri&lt;/a&gt;, la care activează până în &lt;a title="2001" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/2001"&gt;2001&lt;/a&gt; şi împreună cu care înregistrează câteva albume. Semnează cronică muzicală in diverse publicaţii, iar după căderea regimului comunist devine directorul Canalului Tineret al Radiodifuziunii Române, urmând ca apoi să devină director al postului de radio Radio3net.ro, ce emite exclusiv pe &lt;a title="Internet" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;. A adus o contribuţie notabilă în popularizarea muzicii &lt;a title="Pop rock" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pop_rock"&gt;pop-rock&lt;/a&gt;, prin realizarea unor emisiuni radiofonice în cadrul seriei "&lt;a class="new" title="Pittiş Show" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Pitti%C5%9F_Show&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;Pittiş Show&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;În afara activităţii artistice, Pittiş a fost membru al Clubului Aristocratic al Rapidului, fiind susţinător al acestei echipe de fotbal.&lt;br /&gt;La 30 iulie 2007, Pittiş a fost internat în stare gravă la Spitalul Oncologic Fundeni. Deşi familia a impus medicilor să nu dezvăluie amănunte despre situaţia pacientului, surse din anturajul său au declarat că acesta suferă de cancer la prostată.&lt;br /&gt;Pe data de 5 august 2007, actorul şi cântăreţul Florian Pittiş se stinge din viaţă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discografie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="În căutarea cuibului pierdut" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ãn_cÄutarea_cuibului_pierdut"&gt;În căutarea cuibului pierdut&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="1995" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1995"&gt;1995&lt;/a&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ciripituri" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ciripituri"&gt;Ciripituri&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="1996" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1996"&gt;1996&lt;/a&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Cântece de bivuac" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=C%C3%A2ntece_de_bivuac&amp;action=edit"&gt;Cântece de bivuac&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="1999" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1999"&gt;1999&lt;/a&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teatrologie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ca regizor)&lt;br /&gt;Cum se numeau cei patru Beatles;&lt;br /&gt;Câinele grădinarului;&lt;br /&gt;Black and White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filmografie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Veronica se întoarce" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Veronica_se_%C3%AEntoarce&amp;action=edit"&gt;Veronica se întoarce&lt;/a&gt;" (&lt;a title="1973" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1973"&gt;1973&lt;/a&gt;, regia: &lt;a title="Elisabeta Bostan" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elisabeta_Bostan"&gt;Elisabeta Bostan&lt;/a&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Mama (film)" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Mama_%28film%29&amp;action=edit"&gt;Mama&lt;/a&gt;" (&lt;a title="1977" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/1977"&gt;1977&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a title="Maşini (film)" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/MaÅini_(film)"&gt;Maşini&lt;/a&gt;" (Regele, versiunea în limba română)&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Gioconda fără surâs" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Gioconda_f%C4%83r%C4%83_sur%C3%A2s&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;Gioconda fără surâs&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Adio" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Adio&amp;action=edit"&gt;Adio&lt;/a&gt;";&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Dragă Nela" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Drag%C4%83_Nela&amp;action=edit"&gt;Dragă Nela&lt;/a&gt;";&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a class="new" title="Înnebunesc, şi-mi pare rău" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%C3%8Ennebunesc%2C_%C5%9Fi-mi_pare_r%C4%83u&amp;action=edit"&gt;Înnebunesc, şi-mi pare rău&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;em&gt;"Sunt cel mai frumos din orasul acesta"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Florian Pittis era parte din Pasarea Colibri... fara el parca nu e la fel...  Cat ne mai distram in fiecare an la Cavalcada (Sarbatoarea Calului) in Fagaras, la cetate, cand fredonam melodiile impreuna cu ei... In nici un an nu au lipsit, si erau toti: Baniciu, Vintila, Pittis, Covaci... Cate drumuri pana la Brasov, Sighisoara am facut ascultand in masina CDul lor neincetat... De cate ori a cantat Mircea melodiile lor la foc noaptea la munte sau in Selig si noi impreuna cu el, care cum puteam, cu o sticla de vin sau bere langa...&lt;br /&gt;A fost un om care a stiut sa se faca placut, cu o charisma incredibila si o priza la public pe care nu multi o au... A fost Florian Pittis....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30210151-324644130446855960?l=adelish-mystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/feeds/324644130446855960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30210151&amp;postID=324644130446855960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/324644130446855960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30210151/posts/default/324644130446855960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelish-mystory.blogspot.com/2007/08/s-stins-din-viata.html' title='S-a stins din viata'/><author><name>Adela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c199/Cr4zYL4dY/136139802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LMkU1aKX3qM/RrXQldO-EnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sTZ4N5S6hTg/s72-c/pittis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
