<?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-2477234772363726032</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:09:31.026+03:00</updated><category term='Ежедневни'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Разни'/><category term='софия'/><category term='видео'/><category term='news'/><category term='реклама'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Рубрика:Животински мъдрости'/><category term='Социални'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Студентски град'/><category term='Лични'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='music'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='екология'/><category term='Metal'/><category term='заведения'/><category term='Интернет'/><category term='мониторинг'/><category term='You Tube'/><category term='инициативи'/><category term='цензура'/><category term='Ивановден'/><category term='политика'/><category term='Съвети'/><category term='Архиви'/><category term='Любопитно'/><category term='Природа'/><category term='празник'/><category term='Истории'/><category term='книги'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Разкази'/><category term='video'/><category term='земя'/><category term='Полезни'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Металика'/><category term='asus eee'/><category term='Боклук'/><category term='wi fi'/><category term='Линкове'/><category term='Сайтове'/><category term='концерт'/><category term='ток'/><category term='игра'/><title type='text'>.The Sky is the limit.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5310244526164647690</id><published>2009-12-08T10:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:43:37.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tанца на sales-овете.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MDI2MTIzNTI2NSZwdD*xMjYwMjYxMzE5MDE1JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAzNDk4Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz1lYmI*NDc*MGJjODI*OThjODY5NWVjZjM4MjgzZjYwMiZvZj*w.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;object id="A379865" quality="high" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=iGymKMzMNpa2BNtt&amp;amp;service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="319" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=iGymKMzMNpa2BNtt&amp;amp;service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself"&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="external_make_id=iGymKMzMNpa2BNtt&amp;amp;service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 435px; margin-top: 6px;"&gt;Send your own &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/"&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards"&gt;eCards&lt;/a&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/2477234772363726032-5310244526164647690?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5310244526164647690/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5310244526164647690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5310244526164647690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5310244526164647690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/12/send-your-own-elfyourself-ecards.html' title='Tанца на sales-овете.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-143849485608897145</id><published>2009-11-19T14:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:12:27.774+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='концерт'/><title type='text'>WASP в София</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artists-worldwide.com/bands/wasp/wasp_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.artists-worldwide.com/bands/wasp/wasp_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От доста време не бях писала в блога си. Концертът на WASP обаче е един добър повод да сложа край на дългата поредица от месеци, в които пренебрегвах онлайн дневника си.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От къде ли да започна. Нека си сложа слушалките и си пусна нещо тяхно за муза. ... Така.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Концертът беше пълна лудница накратко казано. За първи път ми е да ги чуя на живо, въпреки че за тях това е четвърто посещение у нас. И дълбоко съжалих, че не съм била на предишните. Имаше неописуема атмосфера в залата, въздухът, звуците, усещането беше върховно и допринесе да чувствам изживяното два дни след това.&lt;br /&gt;Освен класиките си Wild child, LOVE machine, Blind in Texas и The idol, ни изпяха и няколко парчета от новата си тава - Babylon. По нищо те не отсъпваха на здравия саунд, който ги напарви известни, популярни и скандално интересни. Дори Babylon's Burning мисля че ще се нареди в Топ 5 на песните им, а там конкуренцията е жестока.&lt;br /&gt;На екзалтираната публика май й беше трудно да скандира "WASP" и всички крещяхме - БЛЕКИ. А и нямаше как - неговото присъствие на сцената, гласа му и китарата му са в дъното на страхотния звук, на който се насладихме.&lt;br /&gt;А и WASP затвърдиха мнението, че от българските фенове по-диви, отдадени и неуморни няма.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd-VMq0ywtY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd-VMq0ywtY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-143849485608897145?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/143849485608897145/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=143849485608897145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/143849485608897145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/143849485608897145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/11/wasp.html' title='WASP в София'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-373443262198591972</id><published>2009-05-22T10:20:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:36:43.970+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ток'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>В каменната ера</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grtu.net/data/images/Article_images/electricity22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 257px;" src="http://grtu.net/data/images/Article_images/electricity22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Снощи стана голям екшън в сградата ми. Първо тока угасна, после гъст дим влизаше откъм входната врата. След не дълго умуване стана ясно, че нещо гори зверски.&lt;br /&gt;Обадих се на 112 и до 3-4 мин. пожарната беше долу. Казаха че гори електрическото табло, там където ЧЕЗ бърникаше пред 2 месеца да сменя електромерите. И така входа смърди на бакелит, мен ме боли главата зверски и в идния уикенд не се и надявам да имам електричество.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Сега стоя в офиса и се боря с галвоболието. И се замислих, че всичко което имах да върша през уикенда зависи от потреблението на ток, че ще се побъркам, тъй като всички заминават на Витоша, а аз няма да мога поради женски проблеми. И въобще съм изпълнена с надежди за предстоящите дни.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Чудя се какво ли може да прави човек без ток. Как ли да живяли хората преди, какви забавления са имали.&lt;br /&gt;Зареждам си мп3-ката и лаптопа в офиса с надеждата поне с това да мога да се забавлявам тази вечер - после ще притичавам до Старбъкс да зареждам пак лаптопа и така.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Но сега имам добрата възможност да наваксам с йога практиките, да чета (докато има светлина), да си прибера зимните дрехи ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ето и други идеи, които ми идват:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Изобретяване на нови манджи, които не изискват потребление на ток.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Игра на карти с някой от домакинството, може да се практикува на свещи.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Разглеждане на стари снимки, от онези на хартия дето са....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Йога и медитация&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Подготовка за Toefl докато има светлина&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Книги на всякакви теми&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Почивка и време само за себе си, размисли и страсти&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Само страсти...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;...оставам на вас да допълните.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-373443262198591972?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/373443262198591972/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=373443262198591972&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/373443262198591972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/373443262198591972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='В каменната ера'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2208441926222460116</id><published>2009-04-01T10:14:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:36:07.683+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ежедневни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Как не се спира в центъра на София</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SdMUsMKFIeI/AAAAAAAADQA/dTBsqea47N4/s1600-h/parkirane.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/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SdMUsMKFIeI/AAAAAAAADQA/dTBsqea47N4/s320/parkirane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319618334264992226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;От няколко седмица вече и моята част на ул. Юри Венелин (между бул. Левски и бул. Евлоги Георгиев) е синя зона. Биха един цимент, сложиха колчета (които скоро ще се разпаднат сами) и ковнаха табелката.&lt;br /&gt;А индивидът по-горе, не му снимах номера че бързах за работа, си стои така от снощи. Вярно е, че местата за паркиране, че и за ходене, са кът из центъра, но бива ли така да се плеснеш като арабин в пустиня.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Малко мисъл нека има, не си сам в тоя град.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Поздрав към &lt;a href="http://kaknese.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kaknese.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Честит рожден ден. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2208441926222460116?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2208441926222460116/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2208441926222460116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2208441926222460116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2208441926222460116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Как не се спира в центъра на София'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SdMUsMKFIeI/AAAAAAAADQA/dTBsqea47N4/s72-c/parkirane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-9080361604674662480</id><published>2009-03-25T14:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:41:52.518+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Специално за Часа на Земята</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eScDfYzMEEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eScDfYzMEEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Покойният велик комик Джордж Карлин казва доста истини в този свой сет. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;И не забравяйте - спрете за един час тока у вас. 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href="http://www.flickr.com/people/36464234@N08/"&gt;antony8627&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...отчупи си vampire removal too. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-3285403960004448071?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3285403960004448071/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3285403960004448071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3285403960004448071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Какво да кажа, гълтам си граматиката всеки път като реша да напиша коментар по снимката. Нека тя сама говори за себе си.&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/2477234772363726032-7886465184437802348?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7886465184437802348/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7886465184437802348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7886465184437802348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7886465184437802348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Правопис на Илиенци'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SbUWvqtpQmI/AAAAAAAADPQ/BKZm3TYVMPE/s72-c/image-upload-82-706653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2151761401113162463</id><published>2009-01-22T11:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:16:28.709+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>The Onion news: Новата революционна клавиатура на Апъл</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer/flvplayer.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="file=http://www.theonion.com/content/xml/92328/video&amp;amp;debugging=true&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;image=http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/NO_KEYBOARD_article.jpg&amp;amp;bufferlength=3&amp;amp;embedded=true&amp;amp;title=Apple%20Introduces%20Revolutionary%20New%20Laptop%20With%20No%20Keyboard" height="355" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BnLbv6QYcA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BnLbv6QYcA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Апъл вече няма да има клавиатура, вместо това се инсталира бутона от Айпод.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;п.с. Тези хора oт The Onion са гениални&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2151761401113162463?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2151761401113162463/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2151761401113162463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2151761401113162463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2151761401113162463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2009/01/onion-news.html' title='The Onion news: Новата революционна клавиатура на Апъл'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-7874167121126223057</id><published>2008-12-30T11:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:31:39.479+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>С надежда към новото начало</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moneywalks.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/happy-new-years.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.moneywalks.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/happy-new-years.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Пиша вълненията си покрай идващата нова година малко по-рано, защото заминавам в Рила да я посрещам.&lt;br /&gt;След ужасно гадната и изпълнена с лош късмет и мъки 2008, реших че е нужна радикална смяна в начина на посрещане и на празнуване. Само и само 2009-та да е добра към мен.&lt;br /&gt;Ще започна няколко нови начинания, за които си трябва късмет, ще сменя професията и ще завършвам бакалавър. Това са все неща, които не могат да минат без щипка суеверие, че имам късмет.&lt;br /&gt;Нямам търпение да изпратим старата година. Имам нужда от чисто начало, всичко на ново, още един шанс.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/6149793/2/istockphoto_6149793-happy-new-year-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 253px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/6149793/2/istockphoto_6149793-happy-new-year-2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Конкретни пожелания нямам, искам само късмет, здраве и повече успехи. Че 2008-ма не я биваше хич.&lt;br /&gt;Искам да се справям добре с новата си работа, да успея да завърша, да не лиша никой от това от което има нужда, и най-вече - да бъда обичана.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Наздраве и ще се видим догодина. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-7874167121126223057?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7874167121126223057/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7874167121126223057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7874167121126223057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7874167121126223057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_30.html' title='С надежда към новото начало'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-372623937150094992</id><published>2008-12-19T00:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:04:47.615+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Макнюню</title><content type='html'>Ревлюционно ново изобретение. Най-малкото компютърченценце в света.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/noe3kR8KqJc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/noe3kR8KqJc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... и после ще ме бъзикат, че eee-то ми било като играчка.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-372623937150094992?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/372623937150094992/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=372623937150094992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/372623937150094992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/372623937150094992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_19.html' title='Макнюню'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5787397742877196665</id><published>2008-12-14T16:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:21:38.639+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Рубрика:Животински мъдрости'/><title type='text'>Мъдрото коте представя: Нещо над което да се замислим</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SUUU5mPMwFI/AAAAAAAADBo/8HlyXYRr43M/s1600-h/gotina_maca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SUUU5mPMwFI/AAAAAAAADBo/8HlyXYRr43M/s320/gotina_maca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649117911171154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won't anymore, and who always will.&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry about people from your past, there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;С този пост слагам началото на нова рубрика - "Животински мъдрости". В нея сладки животни ще ни обръщат внимание на интересни и умни неща.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2477234772363726032-5787397742877196665?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5787397742877196665/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5787397742877196665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5787397742877196665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5787397742877196665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_14.html' title='Мъдрото коте представя: Нещо над което да се замислим'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SUUU5mPMwFI/AAAAAAAADBo/8HlyXYRr43M/s72-c/gotina_maca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2568702366160683532</id><published>2008-12-10T10:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:24:53.493+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='празник'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Коледа стигна и до моя блог</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/pic/m/m/mi/micky007/419882_xmas_globes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.sxc.hu/pic/m/m/mi/micky007/419882_xmas_globes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Не мога да не сложа нещичко, което да украси блога ми за предстоящата Коледа.&lt;br /&gt;Харесвам празника много. Но не заради християнската вяра и рождението на Исус, а по-скоро, защото от малка баща ми се зарази с неговия ентусиазъм и сега аз съм същата. Радвахме се на елхата, венците, свещите по масата. Събирахме се всички - когато дома ни беше по-пълен с хора.&lt;br /&gt;Майка готвеше в кухнята, а ние с брат ми си играехме и не смеехме да идем при нея да не попречим вечерята да стане вкусна. Подаръците обикновено си ги знаехме отрано - казвахме на нашите какво искаме и те ни го взимаха или направо ни завеждаха да си изберем. Много рядко е имало нещо под елхата сутринта, за което да не знаем, но пък си беше голяма тръпка.&lt;br /&gt;И сега въпреки, че вече не съм дете, Коледа извиквапак тези спомени и не мога да не се разнежа още от сега.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2568702366160683532?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2568702366160683532/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2568702366160683532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2568702366160683532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2568702366160683532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Коледа стигна и до моя блог'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2712356126961970909</id><published>2008-12-06T16:05:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:28:30.532+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Сайтове'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Линкове'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><title type='text'>Новите ми rss абонаменти</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.devstorming.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/rss-show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.devstorming.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/rss-show.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Новия дизайн на Google Reader много ми допада. По-семпло и по-щадящо очите. Прекарвам доста време четейки там и сега ми е доста по-приятно.&lt;br /&gt;Видях че заедно с новия дизайн са обогатили и с много нови теми за абониране. И се хванах да си подбера любимите теми.&lt;br /&gt;Избрах следните :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buddhism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eeePC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gadgets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journalism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Metal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staff Picks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yoga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Гледайки си списъка се замислям как може да се появи една нова поговорка: "Опознай човека по rss-овете му."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Докато си разглеждах нещата и махах някой от абонаментите, които не са михаресват открих страхотни линкове.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От сайта The Cute Overload -&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2008/12/the-chosen-pupp.html"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Страхотно малко чау чау кученце&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От сайта Аnmolmehta.com намерих интересните&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://anmolmehta.com/blog/2007/08/25/10-things-you-should-do-everyday-for-a-happy-meaningful-good-life-combined/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 неща, които да правим всеки ден на смислен и щастлив живот&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  , &lt;a href="http://anmolmehta.com/blog/2008/09/22/my-simple-rule-for-a-peaceful-life/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Моите прости правила за спокоен живот&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; и &lt;a href="http://anmolmehta.com/blog/2008/11/25/what-is-meditation-j-krishnamurti-quotes/"&gt;Какво е медитация&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myasuseee.com/stuff-live-reviews-the-eee-top/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ревю на новото еееTop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ако ви е интересно - следете на &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader/shared/02128368819202190951"&gt;Моите споделени линкове&lt;/a&gt; (Уф, че гадно звучи като е преведено на български)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2712356126961970909?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2712356126961970909/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2712356126961970909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2712356126961970909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2712356126961970909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/rss.html' title='Новите ми rss абонаменти'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1584232509640884029</id><published>2008-12-01T16:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:20:06.352+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Пияни тийнове нападат екип на bTV</title><content type='html'>Екип на телевизията снима как непълнолетни си купуват бира около дискотека Амор. Около това печално с репутацията си място можеш да видиш от тъжна по-тъжна гледка.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;След като тийнейджърите откачат от това че ги снимат нападат репортера и оператора и те се разминават "само" с разбита устна, счупена камера и огъната врата на колата...&lt;br /&gt;Мненията си извадете сами, аз лично съм отвратена от тези деца.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" height="403" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=8e72702a"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=8e72702a" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="403" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1584232509640884029?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1584232509640884029/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1584232509640884029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1584232509640884029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1584232509640884029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/12/btv.html' title='Пияни тийнове нападат екип на bTV'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-717854461504285763</id><published>2008-11-30T13:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:36:03.126+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Да ценим времето</title><content type='html'>Поводът за пускането на това няма значение. Но точно сега попаднах на него и зтаова мисля че е стойностно и искам да го споделя.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a sister, ask someone who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ten years, ask a newly divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of four years, ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/STJ6l6r3brI/AAAAAAAADBI/xE6UMjulmsg/s1600-h/klok_clock_time_262734_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/STJ6l6r3brI/AAAAAAAADBI/xE6UMjulmsg/s400/klok_clock_time_262734_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274412905431264946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one year, ask a student who has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of nine months, ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one month, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one week, ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one hour,ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one minute, ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one-second, ask a person who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one millisecond, ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a friend, lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;You can share it with someone special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-717854461504285763?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/717854461504285763/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=717854461504285763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/717854461504285763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/717854461504285763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title='Да ценим времето'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/STJ6l6r3brI/AAAAAAAADBI/xE6UMjulmsg/s72-c/klok_clock_time_262734_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4659499736600956825</id><published>2008-11-28T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:29:49.169+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Трейлър на новата Ледена епоха с най-лудата катерица</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhskSbh6EbA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhskSbh6EbA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4659499736600956825?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4659499736600956825/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4659499736600956825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4659499736600956825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4659499736600956825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Трейлър на новата Ледена епоха с най-лудата катерица'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-8700306487599753895</id><published>2008-10-05T13:50:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:38:00.367+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='видео'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><title type='text'>bTV Репортерите: "На учителя с любов"</title><content type='html'>Снощи специално бързах да се прибера, за да гледам разследването на Стоян Георгиев от btv. 1 месец той се представя за учител и снима със скрита камера. А това което вижда и което ни показва е толкова грозно и толкова гадно, че няма да се впускам в размисли. Тъжно ми става, тъжно и мъчно.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="403" width="450" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="11906"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10663"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=bcadab5c"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=bcadab5c"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=bcadab5c" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="403" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И днес ще си остана в нас, за да хвана втората част.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Втора част на разследването:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vbox7.com/play:6c2c699d"&gt;http://www.vbox7.com/play:6c2c699d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-8700306487599753895?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/8700306487599753895/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=8700306487599753895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/8700306487599753895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/8700306487599753895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='bTV Репортерите: &quot;На учителя с любов&quot;'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4615849221729803867</id><published>2008-09-23T13:44:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:02:08.316+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Сайтове'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><title type='text'>Затъмнение по социалните мрежи</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNjIw9iEDLI/AAAAAAAACRE/MsE_BJtmuOk/s1600-h/svejo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNjIw9iEDLI/AAAAAAAACRE/MsE_BJtmuOk/s400/svejo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249166109177023666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Учудих се как ми изглежда свежо - widget-а днес. Сериозна новина ще да е, за да избута всичко останало. Ами другото което се е случило по света и другите болгъри са написали? Как така толкова много хора са гласували така яко за тези новини че да ги качат на първите места? Много неща се случиха от както има свежо, но widget-a ми никога не е изглеждал така .... единодушен. Гласуващите свежари също.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Замислих се за естеството на новината. Подчертано лошо, кърваво. Последиците от случката също са големи. Разчита се като посегателство срещу журналистиката. Замислям се и за броя на гласувалите в отделните новини, което обединява това като най-популярното за стотици хора днес. И сама си отговарям - защо народа хули медиите че ги засипват с лоши и негативни вести. Май това е всъщност което хората искат.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4615849221729803867?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4615849221729803867/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4615849221729803867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4615849221729803867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4615849221729803867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_23.html' title='Затъмнение по социалните мрежи'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNjIw9iEDLI/AAAAAAAACRE/MsE_BJtmuOk/s72-c/svejo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1219926352545224428</id><published>2008-09-22T12:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:13:24.378+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Лекувам емоциологичен дисбаланс и ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNdgWh7oqUI/AAAAAAAACPs/9FaA4TDu00o/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNdgWh7oqUI/AAAAAAAACPs/9FaA4TDu00o/s400/DSC00216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248769830905489730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Тази обява е нелепена из почти целия бул. Васил Левски. Аз я снимах на кръстовището при Фритьоф Нансен. И не можах да се сдържа като прочетох лечителя какви услуги предлага. Особено емоциологичния дисбаланс.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Зачудихме се дали не е някой майтап, но пък може и да има подобни хора (най-вероятно изгонени от Канал 2001), които искат да изкярат от старци, пубертети, емота и импотентни хора. Отдолу има и телефон, който не снимах.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;п.с. Наложи се с пикасата да направя черно-бяла снимката, за да се вижда надписа. по-добре Телефончето ми не е голям спец в нощни снимки. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1219926352545224428?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1219926352545224428/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1219926352545224428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1219926352545224428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1219926352545224428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Лекувам емоциологичен дисбаланс и ...'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SNdgWh7oqUI/AAAAAAAACPs/9FaA4TDu00o/s72-c/DSC00216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6119519472245253623</id><published>2008-08-12T13:29:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:51:53.324+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='политика'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='инициативи'/><title type='text'>Протест срещу управляващите.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKFmHfg-dWI/AAAAAAAACPc/FJhUcd6hW3s/s1600-h/image-upload-7-789213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKFmHfg-dWI/AAAAAAAACPc/FJhUcd6hW3s/s320/image-upload-7-789213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;На Попа тази сутрин баба събираше подписка за оставката на правителството.&lt;br /&gt;Под надслова "Да изтрием срама от челото" тя беше седнала още преди 9:30 сутринта на слънцето.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKF4c1bU0WI/AAAAAAAACPk/p37MSU_uUDs/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKF4c1bU0WI/AAAAAAAACPk/p37MSU_uUDs/s400/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233596678754586978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;В крайна сметка от табелата до нея разбираме кой я е посадил там. Идеята е чудесна, отдавна искам да вдигнем една революция и да разкараме едно от според мен най-лошите ни правителства, но след 6 вота няма да мине и това. Похвално е и че точно пенсионерите организират подобна инициатива. Но  при нас за съжаление никой не пуска кокъла току така. А по белия свят хвърчат оставки и глави при само един от скандалите, които се случиха в последно време.&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/2477234772363726032-6119519472245253623?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6119519472245253623/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6119519472245253623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6119519472245253623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6119519472245253623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_12.html' title='Протест срещу управляващите.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKFmHfg-dWI/AAAAAAAACPc/FJhUcd6hW3s/s72-c/image-upload-7-789213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4912888508909490624</id><published>2008-08-11T17:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:17:56.472+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Природа'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Боклук'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><title type='text'>Как още има толкова тъпи хора.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivpetrova/2752760581/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3031/2752760581_ec9a58e190_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivpetrova/2752760581/"&gt;IMG_2173&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ivpetrova/"&gt;Iv Petrova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;На Рилския манастир отидох да видя природа. Да видя една от гордостите на България и да се откъсна поне за някой-друг час от бетонения рай - моята любима София (казвам го без ирония, обичам си града въпреки всичко).&lt;br /&gt;Но видях това - опаковка от кроасан в тревичката до пътеката. И я снимах, за да може моето мнение поне малко да жегне хората, склонни към това. Защото това е чиста проба простотия. Да си хвърли фаса или нещо друго на тротоара човек - добре, в София кофи има не навсякъде, но има кой да измете. Но в Рила, до манастира. Е това вече нямам думи, които да не трябва да заменя със звездички.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKBJ2XZqDwI/AAAAAAAACPU/EbUMSf6j6Yo/s1600-h/IMG_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SKBJ2XZqDwI/AAAAAAAACPU/EbUMSf6j6Yo/s320/IMG_2178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233263965347909378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Около р. Друшлявица, по-надолу от кроасана става по-зле. Чаши и чинии пластмасови, вилички, салфетки и какво ли още не.  ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4912888508909490624?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4912888508909490624/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4912888508909490624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4912888508909490624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4912888508909490624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Как още има толкова тъпи хора.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3031/2752760581_ec9a58e190_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-347015715569227918</id><published>2008-07-26T12:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:32:28.989+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Металика'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='концерт'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>...Metallica...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musicanocoracao.pt/festivais/images/sbsr13_metallica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.musicanocoracao.pt/festivais/images/sbsr13_metallica.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И на мен ми остана една мечта по малко след снощния концерт. То е малко силно казано, че видях металика, защото на тия концерти никога нищо не виждам, а и в първите минути изгасна видео стената на сцената. Но от време на време ги виждах. Най-любимата ми група.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Видях страхотни ефекти, огън, 50 000 души, които станаха едно цяло, ревящо и кефещо се същество. Видях как поставят българското знаме на барабаните на Ларс, видях страхотната дракула китара на Хамет.  Видях своите любимци.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;В началото на One приятелят ми ме вдигна, за да видя нещичко. И беше уникално. Огромния стадион пълен със запалки, апарати, телефони и фенерчета, зарята, бомбичките по сцената. Тия хора знаят как да направят едно такова изживяване запомнящо се и да направят поне мен един щастлив фен.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Когато Роб Трухилио застана на микрофона и каза едно провлачено "Блягодаряя" и се размазах тотално от кеф.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ето това са песните, които снощи чухме.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Creeping Death&lt;br /&gt;2. Fuel&lt;br /&gt;3. Ride The Lightning&lt;br /&gt;4. For Whom The Bell Tolls&lt;br /&gt;5. Welcome Home (Sanitarium)&lt;br /&gt;6. Leper Messiah&lt;br /&gt;7. ...And Justice For All&lt;br /&gt;8. Wherever I May Roam&lt;br /&gt;9. Master of Puppets&lt;br /&gt;10. Motorbreath&lt;br /&gt;11. Nothing Else Matters&lt;br /&gt;12. Sad but True&lt;br /&gt;13. One&lt;br /&gt;14.  Enter Sandman&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;15.  Last Caress&lt;br /&gt;16. Stone Cold Crazy&lt;br /&gt;17. Seek and Destroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Снимки от концерта нямам. Не обичам да снимам, така ми се разваля целия кеф да скачам, да пея и да си мятам косата. Искам да запомня емоцията и чувството, а снимки имам много на групата.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-347015715569227918?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/347015715569227918/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=347015715569227918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/347015715569227918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/347015715569227918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/07/metallica.html' title='...Metallica...'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1704115958122693501</id><published>2008-07-23T00:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:53:08.331+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='празник'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Честит ми рожден ден</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SIZNBQk5TEI/AAAAAAAACFw/WzSuOPJOeXY/s1600-h/image-upload-107-793122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SIZNBQk5TEI/AAAAAAAACFw/WzSuOPJOeXY/s320/image-upload-107-793122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Регистрирам още една годинка. Със здраве да си я ползвам.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Няма да се впускам в житейски дивотии за порастването, помъдряването, младостта и старостта. Ще си се кефя, празнувам, веселя, пък ще мъдрея някой друг ден.&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/2477234772363726032-1704115958122693501?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1704115958122693501/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1704115958122693501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1704115958122693501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1704115958122693501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_23.html' title='Честит ми рожден ден'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SIZNBQk5TEI/AAAAAAAACFw/WzSuOPJOeXY/s72-c/image-upload-107-793122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2546563489547309710</id><published>2008-07-14T19:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:25:40.890+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Новото ми бюро</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SHt71oOmSXI/AAAAAAAACFM/3ZzF7aDhqJo/s1600-h/image-upload-140-782842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SHt71oOmSXI/AAAAAAAACFM/3ZzF7aDhqJo/s320/image-upload-140-782842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;След два дни борба като прасе с тиква, бюрото ми доби завършен вид. Предназначено е за големия ми компютър, но него ще го местим утре може би.&lt;br /&gt;Много добре се върза с останалите мебели в стаята и изглежда супер. :)&lt;br /&gt;Най-сетне ще имам твърда повърхност за писане в стаята. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2546563489547309710?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2546563489547309710/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2546563489547309710&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2546563489547309710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2546563489547309710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_14.html' title='Новото ми бюро'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SHt71oOmSXI/AAAAAAAACFM/3ZzF7aDhqJo/s72-c/image-upload-140-782842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5861389245348368535</id><published>2008-07-08T14:26:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:33:43.486+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><title type='text'>За българо - македонската дружба</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.additionalneeds.net/Challenging_Behaviour/images/notunderstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.additionalneeds.net/Challenging_Behaviour/images/notunderstand.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Как един случаен разговор "скрепи" дружбата ни.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(14:21:33) bibi_anastasova: Ivceeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;(14:22:14) ivanapetrova: амм..нещо не загрявам. познаваме ли се&lt;br /&gt;(14:22:37) bibi_anastasova: pa mislam da&lt;br /&gt;(14:22:42) bibi_anastasova: ama moze i da sum greska&lt;br /&gt;(14:22:47) bibi_anastasova: od deka si ti?&lt;br /&gt;(14:22:51) ivanapetrova: опресни ме?&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:04) bibi_anastasova: neli si od Makedonija?&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:08) ivanapetrova: не&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:16) bibi_anastasova: aaa epa e greska togas&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:30) bibi_anastasova: bratucetka mi se vika i proziva isto kako tebe&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:31) ivanapetrova: хаха, вие верно на български говорите&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:37) bibi_anastasova: ivana petrova&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:48) bibi_anastasova: kako&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:49) bibi_anastasova: ?&lt;br /&gt;(14:23:57) bibi_anastasova: ne govoreme na bugarski&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:06) ivanapetrova: е аз защо те разбирам тогава&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:16) bibi_anastasova: epa oti e toa makedonski&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:22) bibi_anastasova: i slicni se&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:33) ivanapetrova: не. аз говоря на чист български език и пак се разбираме&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:33) bibi_anastasova: ama ne se isti vo sekoj slucaj&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:45) ivanapetrova: :-D&lt;br /&gt;(14:24:54) bibi_anastasova: pa jas zboruvam na cisti makedonski jazik i te razbiram pak&lt;br /&gt;14:25&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:04) bibi_anastasova: zasto sme sosedi&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:08) bibi_anastasova: ti kolkava si?&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:11) ivanapetrova: ето още едно доказателство, че сте си българи кат нас&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:24) bibi_anastasova: ne sme bugari&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:31) bibi_anastasova: i nema da bideme&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:34) bibi_anastasova: moze da sonuvate&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:36) bibi_anastasova: cao&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:41) ivanapetrova: такива сте&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:44) ivanapetrova: чети историята&lt;br /&gt;(14:25:59) bibi_anastasova: ne sme&lt;br /&gt;(14:26:14) bibi_anastasova: moze vie da ste makedonci ama nie nikogas bugari&lt;br /&gt;(14:26:18) ivanapetrova: айде бе. езика ти същия, историята ви преписана&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Тук момичето ме изостави да се пуля в екранаи да се заливам от смях,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5861389245348368535?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5861389245348368535/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5861389245348368535&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5861389245348368535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5861389245348368535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='За българо - македонската дружба'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1673773592468713980</id><published>2008-06-27T13:24:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:31:52.229+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Съвети'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Полезни'/><title type='text'>Блокажът при писане</title><content type='html'>Искаш да напишеш нещо, но незнаеш какво. Сядаш на компютъра, пускаш Word и нъцки. Пороят от думи, който си очаквал някъде се е заблял по пътя и няма никакви изгледи да се завърне. &lt;b&gt;Писателският блокаж! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Тадааам.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Гадна работа, на всеки се случва, ще се случва, може би и в момента на някой се случва. Дори и да не се занимаваш с писане като работа и/или хоби пак се случва. С домашно в училище, университета. На някой изпит или класно.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nogirlydrama.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/pen_paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://nogirlydrama.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/pen_paper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;На мен най-лошото ми блокиране беше на &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;писмения по журналистика в СУ&lt;/span&gt;. Нищичко. Нямаше и една страница, просто не можах. А преди два дни се бях изляла и избухнала върху писмен пак за журналистика, но в &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;УНСС&lt;/span&gt;. Бях сътворила нещо страхотно, въпреки мижавата тема. Гордеех се. В този ден идеите, остроумието, заигравката с думи и хора бяха с мен. В СУ хванаха гората. Дали е карма или не – незнам, но аз самата се учудих как мога за толкова близки дни да бъда толкова добра и толкова зле. Как може, мислех, че като се юрне мисълта и не мож' я спря. Но не би. По-късно разбрах, че това е точно този блокаж, който имам предвид тук. Оттогава търся начини да се справя с него. Събирам съвети от нета, приятели и пишещи хора. Всеки си има различни начини за справяне, но няколко от тях си приличат. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;Засядаш  пред листата или компютъра и &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;започваш  да дращиш&lt;/span&gt;. Каквото ти хрумне. Без  редакция, четене, замисляне. Оставяш  потока на мисълта да си върви и в крайна сметка внаги стигаш до нещо интересно.  Дали ще са глупости, описание на това  какво виждаш в момента или оплаквания  – просто пиши, това ще отпуши тапата.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;Нахвърляй  това което би искал да кажеш. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Готови  изречения, които вече си намислил.  Помисли какво искаш да кажеш, на кой,  как. &lt;/span&gt;Ключови думи по темата.  Ако ти е  трудно хващаш нещо плюшено или истинско  животинче и започваш да му обясняваш  какви идеи имаш. (Моето куче има чувството  че ме слуша дори.:)))  Звучи смешно и леко  шизофренично, но доста помага да разбереш  сам за себе си какво правиш.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;График  за писане. Това е разпространен съвет,  върху който в момента работя.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/ywsblog/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/writing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/ywsblog/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/writing1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Правиш  си рутина в писането. &lt;/span&gt;Време от деня,  час, настаняване на масата, приготвяне  на кафе. Един ритуал, който ще настрой  мозъка всеки ден по това време да мисли  и да създава. Дори в този момент ще  пращиш от идеи. За сега ми се получава.  :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Размърдай  се.&lt;/span&gt; Ако нищо не става се разсей малко –  душ, разходка, цигара, дори секс. Всичко  което може да те отвлече за малко, може  да те върне със страшна сила.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unplugg-ни  се от света.&lt;/span&gt; Спри нета, спри телефоните.  Свежо, пощата ти и микроблога не помагат,  ама хич.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Чети  чужди блогове, статии, материали. Това  може да те амбицира в някоя област и да  ти даде идеи. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; Чети много, пиши  много. &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;Напиши  нещо смешно и забавно. Разкажи си  писмено, някоя много весела случка от  скоро, нещо на което си се веселил много.  Писането на нещо забавно и неангажиращо  ще те развесели, отпусне и дори разсмее.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1673773592468713980?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1673773592468713980/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1673773592468713980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1673773592468713980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1673773592468713980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_27.html' title='Блокажът при писане'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-7468579526051848662</id><published>2008-06-25T17:51:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:10:49.963+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Гей двойката - най-най-малката клетка на нашето общество</title><content type='html'>На принципа: и аз имам блог -&gt; и аз имам мнение,  ще се изкажа по въпроса.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С тоя гей парад стана голяма патардия. Както с всяко ново, странно и различно нещо, така и сега обществото е в стрес, партиите взимат отношения, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;църквата е пред амок,&lt;/span&gt; а редовия българин още не е съвсем сигурен какво е това гей &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spiegel.de/img/0,1020,953542,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.spiegel.de/img/0,1020,953542,00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;парад. Из нета вече зациркулираха новини и постове по блоговете, които или защитават правото на това да си различен с аргумента, че какъвто си – това е и дори такива които яростно осъждат подобна демонстрация и дискриминация на хетеросексуалните. Другият дежурен аргумент е че е противоестествено – вярно е, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;но пък прояви на  хомосексуализъм съществуват в животинския свят.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Според мен българите още &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;не сме дорасли&lt;/span&gt;, че да приемаме нещата по-така. Не само гейовете, секса още е според мен един комплекс за малоценност, любовта също – ужасно много хора ги е срам да говорят зад това, криейки се зад аргумента, че било лично. Лично е наистина, но и рязката погнуса и желанието за смяна на темата също показва нещо дълбоко и лично. Не сме дорасли да примем човек, който сам е седнал да изпие по кафе, че всъщност &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;може би има приятели и не е луд&lt;/span&gt;. Пак слагаме клеймото “луд” ако някой си тананика по улицата сам – може би просто е щастлив на нещо...на какво нещо...как може да има някой щастлив в тая мизеря....е*ал съм му майката и тоя е откраднал и прее*ал някой.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Пийвам си следобедното кафе и се чудя какво ли шоу ще е като минат гейовете из София. Крайната им дестинация е “Червената къща”, което е доста близо до мен. Това означава &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;старите  баби от центъра да се изпонатръшкат възнак при това тържество на хомо любовта.&lt;/span&gt; Моето мнение е че живота си е техен и да го живеят с който и както искат. Но то едва ли  меродавно, защото съм забелязала, че жените нямат против гейовете. Мъжете, от друга страна, ги мразят и според мен &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;дори ги е страх&lt;/span&gt; от тях. Мислят си, че ги дебнат иззад храстите да  ги е*нат, а да нарекат някой гей си е върха на обидата. И тук разбира се стигама до един от любимите ми двойни стандарти -мъжете гейове са гадни, жените са яко секси. Сбъркана работа.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Много смешно ми беше изявлението, че подобен парад бил против християнските ценности на българското общество и свещенноста на семейния съюз. Звучи доста смешно като си представиш християнската ценност &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“бой на жената кат' се налющя с ракия”&lt;/span&gt; и &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“зае*и ги тия деца, да се оправят”&lt;/span&gt;. Нашето семейство ама хич не е идеал, който да бъде сочен за пример пред гей двойките. Те поне имт една стабилна основа – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;борбата със света, за да бъдат заедно&lt;/span&gt;. Това сплотява хората много. На нас както всичко ни е готово и опечено, за да се превърнем в най-малката клетка на обществото, така и тая клетка до около 4-7 години става на &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;две клетки с малко объркано детенце циркулиращо между тях.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;В заключение бих казала: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Live and let live и &lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/news/new_dad_thinks_baby_might_be_gay"&gt;една много приятна хумористична статия от The onion.&lt;/a&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/2477234772363726032-7468579526051848662?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7468579526051848662/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7468579526051848662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7468579526051848662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7468579526051848662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_25.html' title='Гей двойката - най-най-малката клетка на нашето общество'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1284818330071848429</id><published>2008-06-24T12:43:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:21:35.012+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='игра'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Моят идеален свят</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://man0l.log.bg/"&gt;Манол&lt;/a&gt; ме покани да взема участие в играта "Моят идеален свят". Ето какво си представям аз:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blufiles.storage.msn.com/y1p6f7MRxUHFgxI3dSypFVX7KfRXTWRl1ExDC5Tc0yf-iy30MsioTg2KJEOqP9cbI0cZ4SHRU_gArk"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blufiles.storage.msn.com/y1p6f7MRxUHFgxI3dSypFVX7KfRXTWRl1ExDC5Tc0yf-iy30MsioTg2KJEOqP9cbI0cZ4SHRU_gArk" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Да можеш да живееш нормално и достойно със заплатата си. Нямам против да бачкам яко, но да знам защо го правя и че ще мога с тия пари после да се сдобивам с разни неща.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Глупостта да е лечима, злобата и завистта - наказуеми.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Хората да мислят и за другите, да бъдат искрени и добри.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Да не се променяме към по-лошо, само ъпгрейд.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Да намерим начин ефективно да се справим със смъртоносните болести, глада, затоплянето, войните. Да няма наркотици.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Да умираме само от старост.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Любовта - истинска, споделена и вечна.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Това е най-основното. Ясно е че няма да го докараме до идеалност, но поне минутките, в които пишех това и си го представях бяха хубави.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Каня да участва - &lt;a href="http://zamarsiancite.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://psabev.blogspot.com/"&gt;Петър Събев&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1284818330071848429?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1284818330071848429/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1284818330071848429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1284818330071848429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1284818330071848429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_24.html' title='Моят идеален свят'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4737184061783642611</id><published>2008-06-18T17:20:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:34:04.822+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Виц на часа</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.pbase.com/v3/52/538952/2/46404599.IMG_2739a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i.pbase.com/v3/52/538952/2/46404599.IMG_2739a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Инженер, счетоводител, химик и държавен служител започнали спор чий котарак е най-умен. Инжiнерът повикал своя котарак:&lt;br /&gt;- Хикс на квадрат, демонстрирай!.&lt;br /&gt;Хикс на квадрат се качил на масата, взел хартия и молив и нарисувал кръг, квадрат и триъгълник. Всички се съгласили, че котаракът е много як. Счетоводителят казал на своя котарак:&lt;br /&gt;- ДДС, демонстрирай!.&lt;br /&gt;ДДС отишъл в кухнята и се върнал с 12 кюфтета, които подредил в 4 купички по 3 кюфтета в купа. На другите им харесал номерът. Химикът се обърнал към своя любимец:&lt;br /&gt;- Епруветка, давай!.&lt;br /&gt;Епруветка донесъл кутия мляко от хладилника и отсипал точно 150 милилитра в една чаша. И другите се впечатлили от тази точна лапа. Накрая дошъл ред на държавния служител. Попитали го:&lt;br /&gt;- А твоят котарак какво умее?.&lt;br /&gt;Държавният служител казал:&lt;br /&gt;- Хрантутник, демонстрация!.&lt;br /&gt;Хрантутник изял кюфтетата, изпил млякото, препикал чертежа, изнасилил другите три котарака, оплакал се, че го боли гърба, написал жалба срещу лошите условия на труд, изпратил я в службата за предотвратяване на епидемии и си взел болнични за един месец.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;За да запазим добрия тон заявявам, че този виц не е създаден от мен. Намерен е на произволна интернет страница, seir.bg вероятно беше и качен тук само и единствено за развлечение и повече удобство, защото не бих могла да го открия отново.&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/2477234772363726032-4737184061783642611?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4737184061783642611/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4737184061783642611&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4737184061783642611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4737184061783642611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_18.html' title='Виц на часа'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3772202454518534876</id><published>2008-06-13T11:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:40:25.479+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ежедневни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='инициативи'/><title type='text'>СКГТ се модернизира</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SFIuXKABcgI/AAAAAAAACCE/6wlcNpHXgB8/s1600-h/image-upload-6-772498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SFIuXKABcgI/AAAAAAAACCE/6wlcNpHXgB8/s320/image-upload-6-772498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Това интересно приспособление от няколко дни е плъзнало по трамваи и тролеи. На някои места не работи, на други пише само СКГТ, а на това на снимката има дори обяснение. "Джаджа за таксуване на електронни смарт карти"&lt;br /&gt;Незнам за какво ще служи и как ще се ползва, но сега е ужасно трудно да накараш средностатистическия български льохман да си таксува не-толкова-смарт билетчето, пък камо ли цяла карта.А резонния въпрос е - колко ли ще изтраят устройствата????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-3772202454518534876?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3772202454518534876/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3772202454518534876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3772202454518534876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3772202454518534876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_13.html' title='СКГТ се модернизира'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SFIuXKABcgI/AAAAAAAACCE/6wlcNpHXgB8/s72-c/image-upload-6-772498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2930941181678288198</id><published>2008-06-06T13:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:12:51.403+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Интернет'/><title type='text'>Звездите на YouTube</title><content type='html'>Какво става когато се съберат всички интернет звезди, за да вземат полагаемото им се като награда.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwnlRATD3Jk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwnlRATD3Jk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;А къде е нашата национална гордост Кен Лий ... време е да си разплета чорапа на една кука от мъка.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2930941181678288198?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2930941181678288198/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2930941181678288198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2930941181678288198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2930941181678288198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/youtube.html' title='Звездите на YouTube'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-7469809472654406369</id><published>2008-06-02T10:43:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:43:26.787+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ежедневни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Ново поколение кошче за боклук</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SEOlKLL0PtI/AAAAAAAACBU/wYu2FGVGKFc/s1600-h/DSC00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SEOlKLL0PtI/AAAAAAAACBU/wYu2FGVGKFc/s320/DSC00091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207187188390051538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Това е кошче за боклук на спирката на рейсовете на Евлоги Георгиев (които идват от Цариградско или СУ). А защо отдолу стърчи част от прахосмукачка - не се наемам да прогнозирам.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SEOkwLL0PsI/AAAAAAAACBM/_-tD5INl8vo/s1600-h/DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SEOkwLL0PsI/AAAAAAAACBM/_-tD5INl8vo/s320/DSC00090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207186741713452738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Дали Чистотата си улесняват работата, дали нещо друго - незнам. Спомням си само как мигах на парцали и дори не бях сигурна дали това е това, което виждам или ромчето в Борисовата ми играе номерца.&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/2477234772363726032-7469809472654406369?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7469809472654406369/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7469809472654406369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7469809472654406369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7469809472654406369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Ново поколение кошче за боклук'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SEOlKLL0PtI/AAAAAAAACBU/wYu2FGVGKFc/s72-c/DSC00091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4736848844551397532</id><published>2008-05-22T17:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:43:55.077+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ежедневни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>На една боя разстояние</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDWIhbL0PrI/AAAAAAAACAs/n7ok7twTFhk/s1600-h/image-upload-210-709005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDWIhbL0PrI/AAAAAAAACAs/n7ok7twTFhk/s320/image-upload-210-709005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Куриозната гледка видях на спирката на рейс 94 пред СУ. Трудно ми беше да си представя не само как са паркирали така, ами и как единия ще се измъкне после. Наистина лафчето, че в центъра паркираме като на тетрис, започва да важи повече с всеки изминал ден.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4736848844551397532?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4736848844551397532/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4736848844551397532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4736848844551397532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4736848844551397532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_22.html' title='На една боя разстояние'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDWIhbL0PrI/AAAAAAAACAs/n7ok7twTFhk/s72-c/image-upload-210-709005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-7951646692643726097</id><published>2008-05-20T19:59:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:44:54.575+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ежедневни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Абитуриенти вбесиха шофьори</title><content type='html'>Около 18;40 и 19 се качих на рейс 76 от края на Южния парк към центъра. Голяма грешка. В мига в който ресйа зави от Петко Тодоров по бул. България се натресе на адското задръстване.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDMFPGMJ9tI/AAAAAAAACAE/PHyI0tu2yIc/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDMFPGMJ9tI/AAAAAAAACAE/PHyI0tu2yIc/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202507751460828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Такова което никой не е виждал скоро и то към центъра, отлива би трябвало да  към крайните квартали. Веднага след завоя слязох на спирката, хулейки многобройната аудитория на София и се качих на трамвай 7. Това беше единствената ми надежда да се прибера преди изпита ми в петък.&lt;br /&gt;Минавайки по България видях и защо всъщност е такъв ад нагоре. Абитуриентите, най-вероятно от техникума по текстил, се събираха около бензитостанцията "ЕКО" и бяха паркирали возилата си в двете от четирите ленти на България, в час пик. Балони, натруфени кандидат-шивачки и цигански оркестър оформиха деветия кръг на ада за всички шофьори зад тях. Имаше и полиция, която в опитите си да егулират някак си движението създадоха още по-голям хаос. Няма как да регулираш при ситуация на десетки спрени коли по един от най-натоварените софийски булеварди. За съжаление нямаше как да снимам ситуацията заради движещия се трамвай. :) Поне се движихме.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDMGYmMJ9uI/AAAAAAAACAM/2uKgU54U-AY/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDMGYmMJ9uI/AAAAAAAACAM/2uKgU54U-AY/s320/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202509014181213922" 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/2477234772363726032-7951646692643726097?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7951646692643726097/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7951646692643726097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7951646692643726097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7951646692643726097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_20.html' title='Абитуриенти вбесиха шофьори'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDMFPGMJ9tI/AAAAAAAACAE/PHyI0tu2yIc/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2494115039492117866</id><published>2008-05-19T19:30:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:44:29.156+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Студентски град'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Иновация в дупките</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDGrU2MJ9sI/AAAAAAAAB_8/GrXcaHniiPA/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDGrU2MJ9sI/AAAAAAAAB_8/GrXcaHniiPA/s320/DSC00082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202127419221866178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Така родни майстори се справят с подръчни материали в борбата си с дупките из тротоарите. Тази дупка около шахтата зее на спирката на 94 в Студентски град (зала Христо Ботев) още от както бях 1 курс, сега съм 3 ти. Но много ме кефи как са я оградили, толкова добре че с колегите почти си оставихме чепиците в цимента преди да я забележим.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;А на този знак, дали му е на тротоара мястото??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2494115039492117866?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2494115039492117866/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2494115039492117866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2494115039492117866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2494115039492117866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Иновация в дупките'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SDGrU2MJ9sI/AAAAAAAAB_8/GrXcaHniiPA/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2488689110306671118</id><published>2008-05-17T21:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:47:42.184+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Xerox и нашенски ром се срещат.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SC8nU2MJ9rI/AAAAAAAAB_0/NSC1wP_VTEI/s1600-h/image-upload-49-711361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SC8nU2MJ9rI/AAAAAAAAB_0/NSC1wP_VTEI/s320/image-upload-49-711361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Рейсът е 72, спирката - Графа и Евлоги Георгиев... &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/2477234772363726032-2488689110306671118?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2488689110306671118/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2488689110306671118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2488689110306671118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2488689110306671118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/05/xerox.html' title='Xerox и нашенски ром се срещат.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SC8nU2MJ9rI/AAAAAAAAB_0/NSC1wP_VTEI/s72-c/image-upload-49-711361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2804767689334045810</id><published>2008-05-16T14:03:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:48:24.477+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Архиви'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Архивът ми го говори - 20 август 2007г.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mpiresearch.com/images/MainPagePhotos/Archive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mpiresearch.com/images/MainPagePhotos/Archive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Архиви на стари мои постове - публикувани и не съвсем.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Порцията днес:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="post-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  Cosmopolitan - Стига простотии бе, тате.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Известно време след като започна да излиза на български си го купувах. Дори ми беше интересно. Беше ново, различно и може би дори интригуващо. И така към година, година и нещо някъде редовно си го купувах. След това започна доста да ме дразни. Имах чувството, че чета всеки месец едни и същи глупотевини. И май си е точно така.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Пробутват ми някакви измислени стилове за дрехи, като лирично ми подхвърлят картинка на някоя холивудска звезда неглиже, която изглежда по същия начин - сякаш това ще ме убеди да нося очила по-големи от лицето ми и дамска чанта която потресаващо много прилича по размер и стил на раницата ми от гимназията.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Тези, които списват страниците (трудно ми е да ги нарека репортери и журналисти, защото ще си обидя попрището) се опитват да разнообразят иначе скучния си начин на писане вкарвайки разни лафове и осторумия, но по-скоро ме хвърлят в недоумение какво точно му е смешното на това изречение. (Нямам под ръка списание, инче щях да препиша някой друг бисер.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Също така се опитват да ме убедят как трябва да съм 45кг с напикан дюшек, за да ми се налепят “сладурчетата в диското” като свиня на блажен вестник, като съответно предлагат 199 начина да умра от глад и да се гътна от дехидратация докато точа лиги пред витрината на някоя сладкарница.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Най-противни са ми словесните диарии (трудно мога да ги нарека статия или материал), които пльокват клеймото ВСИЧКИ МЪЖЕ СА ГОВЕДА. Ами…не са. Много мъже са си супер готини, а и жените сякаш сме перфектни - как да позная, че лъже, маже, краде, миришат му чорапите и т.н. Дори си спомням, че в миг на умопомрачение правих някакъв безумен тест. Имаше един въпрос от рода на какво ще направи той ако на мен ми е лошо, а трябва да се вечеря. Всички варианти бяха в унисон с идеята какви прасета са мъжете, как ще ме зареже да яде сам навън, ще поръча нещо което няма да ми хареса или ще ме натири в кухнята с думите “Стига си се лигавила, нищо ти няма”. Хич не предположиха, че пича може да е готин и сам да запретне ръкавчета и да забърка някоя кулинарна глезотия.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;И стигаме до my personal favourite - секс идеите.&lt;br /&gt;Ох, откъде да почна.&lt;br /&gt;Айде от позите - ами тия пози ще ме извинявате, ама едните не са нищо ново под слънцето, а останалите предполагат поставянето на заветното списание под възглавницата и следната картинка: ” Чакай мило, не така. Ох, тука друго пише, чакай да прочета. Значи първо ушите ти не гледат на североизток, а краката ти трябва да са под перфектен ъгъл с кокалчето на показалеца ми. Офффффф, за нищо не ставаш, трябваше с Гошо да тръгна, той поне може да прави секс.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Скъпи дами, не се учете да живеете и обичате от списанията. Жалко е.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-info"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2804767689334045810?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2804767689334045810/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2804767689334045810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2804767689334045810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2804767689334045810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-2007.html' title='Архивът ми го говори - 20 август 2007г.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1571444548478303344</id><published>2008-04-28T17:34:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:48:52.648+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Полезни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asus eee'/><title type='text'>Asus Eee Pc - кратко ревю</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://laptoplogic.com/data/news/images/3772/asus-eeepc-black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://laptoplogic.com/data/news/images/3772/asus-eeepc-black.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Взех го преди седмица и вече е време да споделя потребителски впечатления. Няма да ви заливам с технически спецификации - има ги из целия нет, а само с моето мнение.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С една дума + една буква - страхотен е.&lt;br /&gt;С повече - върши изключително добра работа, стига да не ти е основния и еиднствен компютър и да се надяваш да гледаш филми и да цъкаш San Andreаs или NFS Underground.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2088572113_f2a1fe6210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2088572113_f2a1fe6210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Аз го използвам за писане на статии, курсови работи, описване на материали, интернет и чат. ;) За тази си цел е перфектен. Голям плюс е размерът и теглото му. Тежи 1 кг със зарядното, което значи че хич не се и усеща. В комплекта си идва и с чантичка, която да го пази от драскане в чантата. Изключително удобно и спестява търсенето по магазините. Все още не съм го изпускала, но твърдят по други ревюта, че бил доста здрав и носил на бой. Нарочно няма да го проверявам, но държейки го в ръце прави впечатление, че е здраво сглобен и пластмасата си я бива. Това е тест как лаптопчето се държи в екстремни условия.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 16px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05694908601185151 visible ontop" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05694908601185151 visible ontop" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-035734230052924854 visible ontop" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4dhhl"&gt;Tests résistance (Chocs, chaleur, froid) de l'Asus Eee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/ray2fr"&gt;ray2fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xpherion.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/eee_pc_ui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.xpherion.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/eee_pc_ui.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ОС- то му е Xandros и си идва напълно готов за позлване. Има си всичко. Което е едно голямо предимство. Спестява ти време за инсталиране и настройване. А това пък е основна причина да не желая по никакъв начин XP да се доближава на Асусчето ми.&lt;br /&gt;Единствения зор, който видях беше докато сложим кирилизатор и за сега той работи само в нета и в Open Office. В другите програмина ОС-то, като PIM например (за контакти, мейл, календар) не мога да пиша на кирилица.&lt;br /&gt;Асусчето позволява клокване до 900mhz , което е доста добре. Допълнителен харч на батерия не се усеща въобще, а в бързината е осезаема.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И като за финал - снимка на Асусчето ми върху VAIO-то на приятеля ми.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SBXmkiPKI_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/E0FUk5hipaE/s1600-h/DSC00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SBXmkiPKI_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/E0FUk5hipaE/s200/DSC00088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194311260581798898" 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/2477234772363726032-1571444548478303344?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1571444548478303344/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1571444548478303344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1571444548478303344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1571444548478303344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/04/asus-eee-pc_28.html' title='Asus Eee Pc - кратко ревю'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2088572113_f2a1fe6210_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6501522675320415713</id><published>2008-04-28T13:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:57:51.656+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wi fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='заведения'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='софия'/><title type='text'>Заведения с безплатен wifi - София</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2007/10/free-wifi-att.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2007/10/free-wifi-att.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Заведения със свободен WiFi достъп до Интернет:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Добринова скала 60&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amici, &lt;/strong&gt;бул. Мария Луиза след кръстовището със бул. Сливница&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before &amp;amp; After&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Христо Белчев 12&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bedroom, &lt;/strong&gt;до х-л Радисън&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bizzare, &lt;/strong&gt;бул. Христо Ботев до магазин Мерканто&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChillOut&lt;/strong&gt;, до НДК&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da house&lt;/strong&gt;, Младост 1, бул. Йерусалим &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di modulo&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Цар Самуил 50 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fox &amp;amp; hound,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Ангел Кънчев 36 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gallery&lt;/strong&gt;, Студенстски град, до Зимния дворец&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happier&lt;/strong&gt;, Студентски град &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJmurphy's,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Кърниградска 6 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living room&lt;/strong&gt;, парк Оборище &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza &amp;amp; bbq&lt;/strong&gt;, "Ботуша" бул. Васил Левски 24 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza hut&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Гурко 62, бул. Дондуков 5, Бизнес парк София &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spaggetti company,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Дондуков 1, в ЦУМ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tifany&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Денкоглу 12-14 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toba&amp;amp;co,&lt;/strong&gt; на гърба на Националната художествена галерия &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegi home,&lt;/strong&gt; бул. Патриарх Евтимий 10 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warsteiner - бирария&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Раковски 163 А&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Witch - кафе&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Ген. Александър В. Суворов, между ул.      Вихрен и ул. Иван Сусанин&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Анастел&lt;/strong&gt;, Студентски град &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Апартамент 52,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Парчевич 52 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Арт клуб Музеум,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Съборна 2 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Бар на края на вселената,&lt;/strong&gt; Студентски град &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Блек Лейбъл&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Цар Освободител 7 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Брейк Пойнт&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Георги С. Раковски 184 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Буда бар&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Леге 15 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Вегетарианската къща,&lt;/strong&gt; бул. Патриарх Евтимий 10 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Вино Бар&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Цар Овободител 7 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Дел Мар&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Иван Асен &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Его Бар&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Стефан Караджа 12Б &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Кабаре&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Христо Белчев 12 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Кали&lt;/strong&gt;,      Петте кьошета &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Карго&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Съборна 11 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Кофи Хаус,&lt;/strong&gt; Бизнес парк София &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Къщата с часовника,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Московска 15 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Лаваца клуб&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Витоша 13 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Летище София,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ливански ресторант,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Парчевич и ул.Ангел Кънчев &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Лучано, &lt;/strong&gt;Студентски град, 56 блок&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Мегаекстрийм боулинг&lt;/strong&gt;, Студентски град &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Медитерани&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Цар Иван Шишман 37 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Миленката&lt;/strong&gt;, Студентски град &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;МОТТО&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Аксаков 18 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Музея&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Съборна &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Наргиле,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Якубица 17 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Олив'с&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Граф Игнатиев 12 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Онда&lt;/strong&gt;,      бул. Цар Освободител 8А &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Опера,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Георги С. Раковски 113 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ориша&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Солунска 50 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Парламент,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Добруджа 9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;пицария Джепето,&lt;/strong&gt; ж.к. Люлин, Кооперативен пазар&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;пицария Einstein&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Пиротска 5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Планет клуб&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Оборище 1а &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Пчела&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Свети Седмочисленици 2 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Capri",&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Христо Чернопеев 1 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Кактус",&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Христо Белчев (м/у бул Витоша и Граф      Игнатиев) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Шарен свят",&lt;/strong&gt; Студентски град бл.216 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Captain cook",&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Пенчо Славейков 12-14 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Tambuktu"&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Аксаков 10 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант "Вентилатора"&lt;/strong&gt;, жк Иван Вазов, бул Витоша&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ресторант-пицария "Класик"&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Сердика 14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ретро&lt;/strong&gt;,      ул. Росарио 1 (в парк-хотел Витоша) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Спирит,&lt;/strong&gt; ж.к. Люлин 9 бл. 959 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Строежа,&lt;/strong&gt; Студентски град бл. 23 Б &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Тазбургер,&lt;/strong&gt; до Софийски университет &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Тако&lt;/strong&gt;,      Бизнес парк София&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Тенис клуб Малееви&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Никола Вапцаров &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Феникс&lt;/strong&gt;, Овча купел 2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Чекпойнт Чарли,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Иван Вазов 12 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Червило&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Цар Освободител 9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Шедьовър, &lt;/strong&gt;Студенсти град, бл. 54&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ъпстеърс&lt;/strong&gt;, бул. Витоша 18 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Магазини  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mall of Sofia,&lt;/strong&gt; бул. "Стамболийски" 101 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vision&lt;/strong&gt;, ул. Тодор Каблешков 13 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TM Auto Toyota,&lt;/strong&gt; бул. Цариградско шосе 163 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Магазин Елемаг,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Златовръх 4 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Магазин Мотобум,&lt;/strong&gt; ул. Любляна 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CCS, &lt;/span&gt;срещу хотел Хемус&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&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/2477234772363726032-6501522675320415713?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6501522675320415713/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6501522675320415713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6501522675320415713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6501522675320415713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/04/wifi.html' title='Заведения с безплатен wifi - София'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4654144194122493797</id><published>2008-04-27T18:34:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:52:04.782+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='празник'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разкази'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Откриха останките на великденското зайче</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SBSdqiPKI8I/AAAAAAAAB_U/CqBRj-wSJ6c/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SBSdqiPKI8I/AAAAAAAAB_U/CqBRj-wSJ6c/s200/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193949624335475650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Министерството на опазването на шоколадовите зайчета безуспешно търсеше Златното зайче дни наред.  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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='видео'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asus eee'/><title type='text'>Asus Eee PC</title><content type='html'>С нaдеждата скоро да си го имам в чантата.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://blip.tv/scripts/flash/showplayer.swf?enablejs=true&amp;amp;feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Funwired%2Eblip%2Etv%2Frss&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fblip%2Etv%2Frss%2Fflash%2F462122&amp;amp;showplayerpath=http%3A%2F%2Fblip%2Etv%2Fscripts%2Fflash%2Fshowplayer%2Eswf" width="400" height="255" allowfullscreen="true" id="showplayer"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1615231877913343963</id><published>2008-04-17T10:43:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:16:08.565+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='игра'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='книги'/><title type='text'>Книгомания</title><content type='html'>Досега не бях засичала тази игра из блоговете. Но е много интересна и се радвам, че ме натопиха да участвам. Мерси, &lt;a href="http://zamarsiancite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Мила.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Три книги прочетени наскоро.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Това е малко труден въпрос. И на мен главно учебници и лекции са ми четивото в последните месеци. Сега чета сборник от разкази &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Аз роботът" на Азимов&lt;/span&gt;. Прочетох преди няколко месеца &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Животинската ферма" на Оруел&lt;/span&gt;. Страхотна книжка. Даже исках да е по-дълга, че да се кефя още. И в приятеля ми си чета &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"На изток от рая"&lt;/span&gt; докато той вършее из тях. Наистина Мила е права, супер книга, но аз я чета на час по лъжичка.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Три книги купени напоследък&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Напоследък харчовете ми не позволяват книги. Но последните които си взех бяха: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Медиаморфоза" на Роджър Фидлър&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.colibri.bg/k_img/saistfr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.colibri.bg/k_img/saistfr2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"История на Франция" - Сан Антонио;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="anotf"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Вдигнах глава и установих, че в стаята току-що бе влязъл безценният ми другар Берюрие. Червенеещите му като калифорнийски ябълки бузи и широкият му, набразден с капиляри нос недвусмислено издаваха пристрастието на носителя им към червеното вино. Беше облечен в пепитен тъмнозелен костюм, чиито джобове бяха издути от натъпканите в тях тайнствени и обемисти предмети. Синята му вратовръзка неуспешно се опитваше да прикрие едно леке, жълтеещо върху розовата му риза, иначе осеяна с кафеникави дупчици, следи от пепелта на неизменно висящата от бърните му тлееща цигара. Виждаше се, че не се беше бръснал от два дни. Килнатата му назад шапка с широка периферия приличаше на ореол и му придаваше вид на светец. Светец, неоткриваем в църковния календар, но затова пък известен във всички квартални кръчми на Париж. Съзерцавах с чувство на приятелска топлота тези сто и десет килограма триумфираща плът. И ако трябва да предам още по-точно визията си от онзи момент, то трябва да уточня още, че панталонът му беше разкопчан, а на ризата липсваха три копчета, което отваряше пряк изглед към пъпа му, засенчен от дълги косми, приличащи на плачещи върби.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Цифровата фотография на National Geographic;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И трите са мнгоо добри книги - всяка в своята област.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Кои три книги бихте препрочели?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"1984" на Оруел. &lt;/span&gt;Това ми е най-любимата книга, но не съм сигурна дали пак мога да изживея същото докато я чета или ще го направя с надеждата краят да е друг.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Карл Май - "Съкровището в сребърното езеро"&lt;/span&gt;, връща ме към детсвото, пък и обожавам този тип книги, нищо че не съм на тези години вече.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Бит и душевност на нашия народ - Иван Хаджийски. &lt;/span&gt;Написана е с много смях, истини и страхотна преценка за проблемите на българската народопсихология.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Сега аз ще топя... 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Но можем ли да изкараме без електричество, макар и само 1 час, мога ли аз?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Харесва ми идеята и искам да дам своя принос.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mxu3MluKl8A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mxu3MluKl8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Но идеята е добра и си заслужава. А и нищо не ни коства да се откажем от всички токогълтащи модерни играчки само за 1 час. Без телевизори, радио, компютри и т.н. Само приятели, свещи, разговори и общуване unplugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Аз ще опитам, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;на 29 март, 20 часа&lt;/span&gt;. 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src="http://www.showandtellonline.com/images_splash/metallica.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Едно от най-върлите ми желание току що се сбъдна. Най-любимите ми - Металика, в София, на стадион Васил Левски, които идват 2 дни след рождения ми ден. По-хубаво няма накъде.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Когато бяха в Пловдив бях около 11 годишна, нямаше как да ида. Но сега...сега е друго и по-хубав подарък не мога да си представя.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dnevnik.bg/show/?storyid=458703"&gt;http://www.dnevnik.bg/show/?storyid=458703&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Предварителната продажба на билети (само за членовете на официалния фен клуб) започва в четвъртък в 18.00 ч. на сайта &lt;a href="http://www.metallica.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.metallica.com&lt;/a&gt;, а официално билети могат да се купят от 09.00 ч. на 16 февруари. Първите 4000 билета ще струват 50 лв. (правостоящи пред сцена), 40 лв. (правостоящи), 60-50-30 лв. (седящи), а след изчерпване на количеството - 60 лв. (правостоящи пред сцена), 50 лв. (правостоящи), 70, 60, 40 лв. (седящи).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-7354139916603862620?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7354139916603862620/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7354139916603862620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7354139916603862620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7354139916603862620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/02/metallica.html' title='Metallica за рождения ми ден'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3478999925870706600</id><published>2008-02-12T13:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:56:35.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamelot European Tour 2008 </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/r4m74CnY_OY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/r4m74CnY_OY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Още само 2 месеца ...&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/2477234772363726032-3478999925870706600?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3478999925870706600/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3478999925870706600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3478999925870706600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3478999925870706600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/02/kamelot-european-tour-2008.html' title='Kamelot European Tour 2008 '/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6596372049897876952</id><published>2008-02-12T10:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T10:46:10.152+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Forbidden Kingdom Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08982476876881422 visible" href="http://youtube.com/v/iGXwVjd-x9E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/iGXwVjd-x9E" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/iGXwVjd-x9E" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Това се очертава да е много добър филм. 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Така че след концерта на Камелот отивам на кино!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-6596372049897876952?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6596372049897876952/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6596372049897876952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6596372049897876952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6596372049897876952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/02/forbidden-kingdom-trailer.html' title='The Forbidden Kingdom Trailer'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6782851752365522116</id><published>2008-02-07T10:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:04:41.109+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='цензура'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='мониторинг'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Интернет'/><title type='text'>Да спрем мониторинга на Интернет</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://opensource-bulgaria.org/data/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://opensource-bulgaria.org/data/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Подпишете се, сложете си бутон с препратка, идете на протеста. 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Вучков - Господарите не му простиха</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="450" height="403"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=a17787c8"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=a17787c8" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="403"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynewsjournal.wordpress.com/2008/01/14/"&gt;Ето и линк към мой постинг по темата за предаване "Времена и нрави"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5225833572601761579?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5225833572601761579/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5225833572601761579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5225833572601761579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5225833572601761579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_9261.html' title='Проф. Вучков - Господарите не му простиха'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5870495993565642694</id><published>2008-01-29T11:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:53:16.840+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Борбата със света всяка сутрин</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tangischools.org/schools/hhs/Images/Gifs/HHS%20Gifs/Good%20morning%20creature.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.tangischools.org/schools/hhs/Images/Gifs/HHS%20Gifs/Good%20morning%20creature.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всяка делнична сутрин повеждам легионите на заспалите ми мозъчни гънки, затварящите се очи и онова гадно гласче, което ме ръчка -още 5 минутки, още 5 минутки. Ставаме всички вкупом и се затътряме към Бойно поле 1 - Мивката. Там нещата стават грозни - опитваме се да пазим права линия по коридора, грешно кранче на водата, слагане на пастата върху обратната страна на четката и после бутане със заспало пръстче към косъмчетата. ПОнякога губим, понякога печелим - такъв е живота на сутрешния борец.&lt;br /&gt;Бойно поле 2 - дрехи. Тук идва истинското клане. Кой се събудил-събудил. Трябва да мислим какво да облека. Ако не съм го измислила от предната вечер -&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2389527/2/istockphoto_2389527_good_morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2389527/2/istockphoto_2389527_good_morning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; лошо, много лошо. Минимум 15мин докато се съобразя с всичко - дрехи за работа, за студ, удобни обувки, вечерта на кръчма... А за грим - много рядко, само ако съм се събудила, защото става същинска касапница.&lt;br /&gt;Няма закуска, кафе чак на работа. Гледайки този погром, който на галено наричам сутрешено бойно поле, се реших че е време да предприема нещо, за да не ми почват дните така. А и са прави хората, че ако от сутринта ти тръгне добре-целия ден си го бива после.&lt;br /&gt;Попрегледах малко блогове и сайтове и ето планчето, което си поставям за спазване още от утре сутринта:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Събуждане в 8 ! &lt;/span&gt;Край на дискусията, Подмолното гласче отива да търкаля аспиринче по околовръстното. Няма да му се дам без бой...а ако ме набие - незнам.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Пускане на музика, ZRock например.  &lt;/span&gt;Няма нищо по-ободряващо от Буги Барабата рано сутрин да вкара малко китари в деня ми.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Хапване на плодче и едно мултивитаминче за отскок. &lt;/span&gt;Така и не свикнах да закусвам, може би защото винаги се надпреварвам с часовника. Сега му е времето да заредя поне с една ябълка.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Упражнения. &lt;/span&gt;Тук ми е най-голямата мъка. Обичвам физическото натоварване, но сутрин особено мързелът и чувството за дроб и мърда едновременно е по-силно от мен. 5минутки разтягане, клекове и една-две коремни преси би трябвало да ме тонизират.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Баня.  &lt;/span&gt;Не лениво плицикане с вода по муцуната, а едно хубаво, живително душче и после мазане с благовонни лосиончета.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;И после - потегляне по дългия път към университета или офиса, надявам се с по-позитивно отношение и чувството за спечелена битка.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5870495993565642694?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5870495993565642694/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5870495993565642694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5870495993565642694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5870495993565642694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_29.html' title='Борбата със света всяка сутрин'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3041472817690216308</id><published>2008-01-20T17:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:31:00.155+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='празник'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><title type='text'>Цитати за любов</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dgreetings.com/gifts-to-india/newimages/big/Teddy-Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dgreetings.com/gifts-to-india/newimages/big/Teddy-Love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Св. Валентин наближава и идва ред на любовната тематика в любимите ми цитати и крилати фрази.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.  ~Mother Teresa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.  ~Albert Einstein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--QSO--&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.  ~Eric Fromm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.  To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.  To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.  ~Kahlil Gibran&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.  ~W. Somerset Maugham, &lt;em&gt;A Writer’s Notebook&lt;/em&gt;, 1949&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, &lt;em&gt;Wind, Sand and Stars&lt;/em&gt;, 1939, translated from French by Lewis Galantière&lt;!--GPA--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When love is not madness, it is not love.  ~Pedro Calderon de la Barca&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river.  ~Malagasy Proverb&lt;!--CD--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You don’t love a woman because she is beautiful, she is beautiful because you love her.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For you see, each day I love you more&lt;br /&gt;Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;~Rosemonde Gerard&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.  ~Mark Overby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is a symbol of eternity.  It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The lover is a monotheist who knows that other people worship different gods but cannot himself imagine that there could be other gods.  ~Theodor Reik, &lt;em&gt;Of Love and Lust&lt;/em&gt;, 1957&lt;!--WLBUQ--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.  ~Peter Ustinov&lt;!--FD--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones.  ~Mignon McLaughlin, &lt;em&gt;The Second Neurotic’s Notebook&lt;/em&gt;, 1966&lt;!--CSN--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The art of love… is largely the art of persistence.  ~Albert Ellis&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love one another and you will be happy.  It’s as simple and as difficult as that.  ~Michael Leunig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="more-1011"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who, being loved, is poor?  ~Oscar Wilde&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love must be as much a light, as it is a flame.  ~Henry David Thoreau&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Without love, what are we worth?  Eighty-nine cents!  Eighty-nine cents worth of chemicals walking around lonely.  ~Laurence Marks, &lt;em&gt;M*A*S*H&lt;/em&gt;, “Love Story,” original air date 7 January 1973, spoken by the character Hawkeye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it.  ~Frank A. Clark&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.  ~Robert Heinlein&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We loved with a love that was more than love.  ~Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I love you, what business is it of yours?  ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but to hold hands.  ~Quoted by Alexandra Penney in &lt;em&gt;Self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.  ~Jean Anouilh&lt;!--RDM--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage.  ~Bill Balance&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.  ~Rose Franken&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.  ~Ben Hecht&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love is like dew that falls on both nettles and lilies.  ~Swedish Proverb&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Passion makes the world go round.  Love just makes it a safer place.  ~Ice T, &lt;em&gt;The Ice Opinion&lt;/em&gt;, quoted in &lt;em&gt;Reader’s Digest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.  ~Lord Dewar&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Love burns across the infinitude.  ~Meriel Stelliger&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.  ~John Bulwer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.  ~Robert Frost&lt;!-- ,in conversation--&gt;&lt;!--WLBUQ--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.  ~Zora Neale Hurston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.jaunted.com/files/admin/coffeepile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Едно малко кафе, скрито от динамиката на столичния център, топъл шоколад, леко реге звучи на фона, хора с топли чаши кафе. Много цветя, летящи mug-ове по стените.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Тихата атмосфера на кафето прилича на малките заведения из староевропейските градове, носещи духа на града си и историята на околните сгради. Времето е спряло, никой не си поглежда часовника, не ги и интересува.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Да си сам, да се потопиш в усещането.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Младеж с много дълга коса идва със своята порция кафе, оставя раницата си с висяща плюшена маймунка на стола до него и тихо се вглъбява в книгата си. Двама приятели разлистват огромна книга и си говорят за изобразително изкуство, а две момичета разнищват житейските си сгоди и несгоди с мъжете.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Не е задължително да си с компания, по-добре е да си сам. Така никой няма да те разсейва и да ти пречи да забележиш най-малките подробности от сцената.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Едно младо момиче пише нещо и не е вдигало поглед от листа си откакто седнах и аз наблизо.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Горещият шоколад свършва, време е и аз да потъна в мъгливата София и да се върна към реалността.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-7814221963920163246?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7814221963920163246/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7814221963920163246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7814221963920163246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7814221963920163246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunshine-reggae.html' title='Sunshine reggae'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2019247173523055229</id><published>2008-01-12T13:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T13:34:54.027+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Истории'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Чувството за ритуал</title><content type='html'>Като всяка сутрин (или веднага след като се събудя) и днес си пия кафето пред компютъра. Много rss-ове в google reader, форуми, блогове, дори ако има нещо хубаво мога да си смъкна тема или картинка на телефона от zedge. Това е един от моите ежедневни ритуали.  Когато не остане време да си го направя и се чувствам леко напрегнато и дори очаквам с нетърпение да се прибера у дома или да ида на работа и да си отделя час, два за това.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Навиците придават някакво очарование на човека.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Спомням си, преди аз да започна да пия кафе като бях лятото на вилата при старците, всяка сутрин аромата на кафето на дядо ме измъкваше от леглото. Той ставаше много рано, около 7. Слънцето влизаше директно в кухничката на първия етаж и придаваше страхотен цвят на стаята. Дядо махаше джезвето от печката и сядаше на масата. Тъй като нямаше ежедневно вестници, нямаше и телевизор долу, той си пускаше радио и гледаше как хората минават по улицата. След смъртта му нито едно утро вече не беше такова. Загуби се тази атмосфера и нито един ден на вилата вече няма да започне така.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2019247173523055229?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2019247173523055229/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2019247173523055229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2019247173523055229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2019247173523055229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_12.html' title='Чувството за ритуал'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4035713903568246139</id><published>2008-01-07T11:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:47:59.844+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Как да се справим с крадците на бензин</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivpetrova/2175001214/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2292/2175001214_1512822474_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivpetrova/2175001214/"&gt;DSC00739&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ivpetrova/"&gt;Iv Petrova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Това е надпис на капачето на резервоара на един по-старичък Мерцедес. Снощи го хванах да си седи на улицата на Blaze и не можах да се стърпя да не го снимам.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Оригинално е, даже много хитро. И би било ефективно ако крадците вярваха в прокълнат бензин. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4035713903568246139?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4035713903568246139/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4035713903568246139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4035713903568246139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4035713903568246139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_9429.html' title='Как да се справим с крадците на бензин'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2292/2175001214_1512822474_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4206923239819058667</id><published>2008-01-07T11:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:28:33.559+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ивановден'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='празник'/><title type='text'>Честит ми имен ден ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chockheads.org.uk/images/PUSSERS_RUM_W-HAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.chockheads.org.uk/images/PUSSERS_RUM_W-HAT.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Поздрав от мен с по ромче.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Православната църква почита на 7 януари светеца Йоан Кръстител, който е кръстил Исус Христос в река Йордан. Той е наричан още Предтеча, защото предрича идването на Христос на земята. Денят е известен като Ивановден. Имен ден празнуват Иван, Ивана, Иванка, Ивайло, Калоян, Йото, Йоан, Йоана, Йоанка, Жана, Ваньо, Ваня.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Наздраве.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4206923239819058667?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4206923239819058667/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4206923239819058667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4206923239819058667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4206923239819058667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_07.html' title='Честит ми имен ден ;)'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2152935383939531587</id><published>2008-01-04T15:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:23:45.429+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Сайтове'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Линкове'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Полезни'/><title type='text'>Полезни сайтове за ежедневна употреба</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pixer.us/"&gt;http://pixer.us/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;http://www.picnik.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phixr.com/"&gt;http://www.phixr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Много добри и полезни сайтове за онлайн редактиране на снимки. Има богат набор от опции, които може да ползвате.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://www.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Сайт за share-ване на съдържание директно от интернет. С регистрацията си ви се прави съвсем проста страница, където запазените клипове, текст, картинки, разговори и т.н. се оформят по дати.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mahalo.com/Main_Page"&gt;http://www.mahalo.com/Main_Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Търсачка за всякакъв тип съдържание. Вади и резултати от гугъл, както и допълнителни източници.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.songfacts.com/"&gt;http://www.songfacts.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Интересен сайт за факти и истории за създаването, различни песни. Към всяка песен има и текста й.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldwidemetric.com/Measurements.html"&gt;http://www.worldwidemetric.com/Measurements.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Страница, която предлага конвертиране на всякакви мерни единици - килограми, метри, инчове и т.н.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/"&gt;http://www.yousendit.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От този сайт може да се пращат файлове до 100мб по e-mail.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rss.bg/"&gt;http://rss.bg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Много добър сайт за новини. Новичък е, но набира популярност, защото обединява новините от много сайтове и се обновява за 30секунди.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropboks.com/"&gt;http://www.dropboks.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Лесен сайт за онлайн складиране на файлове. Нужна е регистрация и имате на разположение 1gb място.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softpedia.com/"&gt;http://www.softpedia.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Сайт за безплатно сваляне на софтуер.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hipcal.com/"&gt;http://hipcal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Лесен за ползване сайт, който организираш календара си, има напомняния, книга с адреси и може да се създават групи от потребители по определени интереси.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quickthumbnail.com/"&gt;http://quickthumbnail.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Сайт за resize на картинки по всякакви критерии. На мен лично ми стана много любим, защото е лесен и бърз за ползване.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2152935383939531587?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2152935383939531587/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2152935383939531587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2152935383939531587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2152935383939531587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_04.html' title='Полезни сайтове за ежедневна употреба'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4206014342500177291</id><published>2008-01-03T13:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:59:40.307+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Празниците минаха...</title><content type='html'>...но аз от толкова празнуване и сесиини вълнения, чак сега намирам време да пиша за тях.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Коледата като всяка друга беше весела, шарена и мноого вкусна.&lt;br /&gt;Новата година пък беше със страхотна, нова компания и беше доста ... епична. (нека така да се изразя)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Остава ми да си пожелая късметите за любов да продължат да се сбъдват както миналата и по-миналата година, парите също няма да ги&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blog.thesietch.org/wp-content/thumb-HappyHolidays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blog.thesietch.org/wp-content/thumb-HappyHolidays.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; върна, а на здравето-държа най-вече.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Искам да успея да сбъдна малкото листче с новогодишни цели, което съм скътала в портмонето си, някои от които ги боря за втора година.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И дано тази година успея да развия блогчето си по-добре от миналата.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;За много години.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4206014342500177291?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4206014342500177291/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4206014342500177291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4206014342500177291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4206014342500177291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='Празниците минаха...'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2059288372339030144</id><published>2007-12-28T11:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T15:38:01.025+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>За социалните сайтове</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://robinb0s.nl/school/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/20061012_socialnetworking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://robinb0s.nl/school/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/20061012_socialnetworking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Със сутрешното ми кафе и тълпата rss feed-ове за четене попаднах на няколко статии от блога на в-к Капитал за сайта facebook.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capital.bg/show.php?storyid=410273"&gt;http://www.capital.bg/show.php?storyid=410273&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capital.bg/show.php?storyid=410275"&gt;http://www.capital.bg/show.php?storyid=410275&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Слагам линковете за да имате малко идея какво ме наведе на предстоящите разсъждения.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Нека първо отбележа, че аз съм си фен на социалните сайтове- flickr, last.fm, blog-ове, stumble upon. Обичам да общувам и това по никакъв начин не ми пречи на реалните познанства. Харесват ми тези сайтове, всеки обединен от някаква идея, те свързва с разни хора, разни характери и дори загубваш малко време като работния ден зацикли максимално.&lt;br /&gt;Всъщност дълго време не се бях регнала в Facebook. Мислех че нямам никой познат там, защото си е предимно американска система. Но един ден приятели почнаха да ме ръчкат и аз се регнах. И така си правим веселото с безброй малоумни програмки по профилите. Че защо не?&lt;br /&gt;В горните постове на Капитал главно се засяга темата че  в facebook и подобните му сайтове онлайн общуването се пренебрегва и замества реалното такова. Но това си е проблем от доста отдавна и не засяга само сайтове, а цялата консепция на интернета. Не е нищо ново и никой не е открил вътрешната тоалетна, казвайки, че размяната на виртуални бири замества истинското излизане с приятели.  Не е така - виртуални бири се мотаят като сме на работа например, когато си зациклил и искаш малко да се разсееш. Не би могъл да теглиш една майна на шефа и да се завреш в някоя кръчма, за да ти бъдат реални бирите, нали...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Реалното и виртуалното, измислицата и реалността, онлайн-офлайн, филм/книга-истински живот. Тези борби ще ги има винаги, само че фронтът се измества.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;А що се отнася до мен - предпочитам да се разсейвам като мятам овце и бири из facebook-а, отколкото усилено да трепя мозъчни клетки в съзерцание на телевизионните напъни на ефира ни.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-2059288372339030144?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2059288372339030144/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2059288372339030144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2059288372339030144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2059288372339030144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_28.html' title='За социалните сайтове'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4649005161144582842</id><published>2007-12-25T17:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:06:46.177+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Коледна - превъзходна</title><content type='html'>Всъщност ... обичам Коледа. Обичам подаръците и това, че имам оправдание да изхарча всичките си пари за разни пижамки, пантофи, дрешки и весели химикалки без да се оправдавам пред никой. Обичам новите тефтери, които събирам оттук-оттам. Също обичам светлините, украсите, страхотните манджи на майка ми...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;НО...тук идва дежурното но.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Откакто се помня свързвам Коледа, Нова година и Имения си ден (07.01.) с ужасен стрес и никога с почивка. 12 години по това време учех за класни работи и треперех за "оформянето на срока".&lt;br /&gt;А сега, вече &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://careerbright.planacareer.com/images/studying_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://careerbright.planacareer.com/images/studying_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;трета година поред голямата грозна, озъбена сянка на сесията виси над мен всеки път като искам да разлабя малко - да погледам някой филм, да почета нещо за кеф или просто да не правя нищо съществено. Пуснала съм си отпуска от работа - и за какво ми е - да подреждам лекции, да разчитам изчанчени почерци, да си кьоравя очите на изкуствена светлина и като грешен дявол да се моля на колеги за други лекции. Леекинко почна да ми писва. И особено сега, като понасъбера малко нерви и искам да изляза - няма къде, защото е Коледа...и нищо не работи. Е да, хора, но аз цял ден съм чела по Международни отношения, ако не разпусна малко цветето в статята ми ще го сполетят мноого лоши неща.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Чакам с нетърпение времето когато ще мога да се отпусна по празниците и всъщност да се насладя на почивката, а не само да броя колко време имам до първия изпит и разстоянието между тях...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4649005161144582842?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4649005161144582842/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4649005161144582842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4649005161144582842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4649005161144582842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_25.html' title='Коледна - превъзходна'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3163826462988682209</id><published>2007-12-18T16:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T14:04:01.721+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>Студентски вицове</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote cite="http://top.bg/joke/?order=rating&amp;amp;pg=2"&gt;Студент влиза в стола, а там всички столове заети. Сяда на една маса, на която седи един професор. Професорът намръщено казва:- Свиня и птица не седят на една маса!Студентът отговаря:- Ами аз тогава отлитам...Професорът се ядосал и решил да скъса студента на изпита. На изпита обаче младежът отговорил перфектно на всички въпроси.- Добре, ще ти задам последен въпрос. Представи си, че вървиш по улицата и намираш две торби - едната с пари, а другата с акъл. Коя от двете ще избереш?- Тая с парите!- А аз щях да избера тази с акъла...- Нормално! Кой, каквото няма, това си избира....Професорът се ядосал още повече, взел книжката на студента и написал вътре - "Говедо".Студентът, без да погледне, я взима и напуска стаята. След една минута надниква отново през вратата и казва:- Господин професор, гледам тука, че сте се подписали, а оценка не сте ми сложили.&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Двама студенти съквартиранти си говорят: - Много е тежко положението с храната... без никакви доходи... Искаш ли да си вземем едно прасе и да си го гледаме на терасата? - Стига бе... Много е мръсно! - Нищо... то ще свикне..&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;    Студент се напил много и отишъл на изпит. На вратата среща приятел и го пита:&lt;br /&gt;- Какво имаше?&lt;br /&gt;- Ботев. Да знаеш, че професорът е малко глух, така че само споменавай от време на време Ботев и ще ти пише шестица.&lt;br /&gt;Влиза ученика и тегли тема за Ботев. Почва да говори на професора:&lt;br /&gt;- И така. Вчера бяхме в един много як бар. Ботев. И се напихме много. Ботев. Срещнахме много яки пички. Ботев. Поканих една от тях вкъщи. Ботев. Тя дойде. Ботев. Ботев. Ботев...&lt;br /&gt;- Аре стига с тоя Ботев и ми разкажи какво стана после бе.&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;      Kaк студентите от различни курсове се държат на изпит.&lt;br /&gt;  І курс:&lt;br /&gt;Професорът седи с разгънат вестник. Студентът преписва от пищов. Професорът рязко сваля вестникът, а студентът бързо скрива пищова.&lt;br /&gt;  ІІ курс:&lt;br /&gt;Професорът - в същата поза. Студентът спокойно преписва от пищов. Професорът бавно сваля вестника, а студентът бавно прибира пищова.&lt;br /&gt;  ......&lt;br /&gt;  V курс:&lt;br /&gt;Професорът - в същата поза. Студентът е отворил учебника и преписва от него. Професорът бавно сваля вестника. Студентът /укорително/:&lt;br /&gt;  - Професоре!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Професорът /виновно/:&lt;br /&gt;  - О, извинете!&lt;br /&gt;  И отново се закрива с вестника.&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;    На изпит по физика. Влиза първият студент.&lt;br /&gt;- Колега, представете си сега че пътувате във влак. - казва изпитващият. - Става ви горещо, какво ще направите?&lt;br /&gt;- Ами ще отворя отворя прозореца. - казва студента.&lt;br /&gt;- Добре, това до какво ще доведе, до намаляване или увеличаване на скоростта?&lt;br /&gt;- До намаляване.&lt;br /&gt;- Грешен отговор, колега, съжалявам - двойка.&lt;br /&gt;Излиза студента и предава на другите. Влиза вторият. И на него изпитващият задава същия въпрос.&lt;br /&gt;- До увеличаване. - казва уверено студента.&lt;br /&gt;- Грешен отговор, колега, съжалявам - две.&lt;br /&gt;Излиза отчаян студента и предава на следващите. Влиза трети.&lt;br /&gt;- Така. колега, представете си сега че пътувате във влак. - казва изпитващият. - Става ви горещо, какво ще направите?&lt;br /&gt;- Ами ще си съблека якето. - казва студента.&lt;br /&gt;- Добре де, ще ви стане още по-горещо?&lt;br /&gt;- Ами ще си съблека пуловера. - хитро пак отговаря студента.&lt;br /&gt;- Добре де, ще се пукнете от жега в купето, какво ще направите?&lt;br /&gt;- Абе от жега умирам ама не отварям прозореца!&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://top.bg/joke/?order=rating&amp;amp;pg=2"&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;      - Гад такава! Целият живот ми съсипа! Цялата си младост на теб отдадох! - чуват се риданията на дъщерята от стаята.&lt;br /&gt;Глас от кухнята:&lt;br /&gt;- Дъще, стига си говорила на дипломата си!&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-size: 8px;"&gt;Blogged with &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" title="Flock" target="_new"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-3163826462988682209?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3163826462988682209/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3163826462988682209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3163826462988682209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3163826462988682209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_18.html' title='Студентски вицове'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-7319831316620580940</id><published>2007-12-03T13:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T13:50:54.851+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Self Improvement Advice from the Devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1 - Borrow money from pessimists — they don’t expect it back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2 - Half the people you know are below average.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3 - 99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4 - 82.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5 - A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6 - A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7 - The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8 - If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9 - Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10 - When everything is coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11 - Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12 - Hard work pays off in the future, laziness pays off now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13 - I intend to live forever……so far, so good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14 - Eagles may soar, but weasels don’t get sucked into jet engines.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15 - If at first you don’t succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16 - A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17 - Experience is something you don’t get until just after you need it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18 - The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19 - The sooner you fall behind, the more time you’ll have to catch up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://retiredat21.com/"&gt;http://retiredat21.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-7319831316620580940?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7319831316620580940/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7319831316620580940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7319831316620580940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7319831316620580940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/12/self-improvement-advice-from-devil.html' title='Self Improvement Advice from the Devil'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-978737661794046943</id><published>2007-11-12T11:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:26:46.054+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Сесията при различните метъли-студенти</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rescatate.com/cultura/imagenes/stencil-metal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.rescatate.com/cultura/imagenes/stencil-metal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tраш метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът влиза залитайки в аудиторията, изяжда билета си, отговаря не по темата и си излиза.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Хеви метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът пристига, яхнал чопъра, кьоркютук пиян, при влизането допива бутилка бира, хвърля я на катедрата, изтегля си въпрос, оригва се звучно, отговаря и си излиза.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Дет метъл&lt;/span&gt;: Студентът влиза, убива преподавателя и си излиза.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Блек метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Изпитваният пристига късно вечерта, завързва преподавателката и я провесва от тавана, след което жестоко я измъчва, оцапвайки масата, върху която е нарисувал пентаграма с кръвта на младенец.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Гор метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Влиза залитайки в аудиторията, изнасилва преподавателката, след това я убива, изнасилва я още веднъж, изкормва тялото и изяжда вътрешностите, размазва останките по цялата аудитория и отново я изнасилва.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Дум метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът си изтегля билет, но осъзнава, че никога няма да отговори на тези въпроси, изпада в депресия и се самоубива. Трупът му е изнасилен от всички присъстващи.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Прогресив метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът пристига с китарата си и изсвирва 26-минутно соло, в следствие на което професорът умира от скука.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Глем метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Преподавателят пада от стола си от смях при вида на студента и му поставя отличен. Студентът събира козметични продукти от присъстващите момичета и оцветява изпитните билети в розово.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Грайндкор: &lt;/span&gt;Студентът пристига, минута-две размахва ръце и реве нещо нечленоразделно, след което си тръгва.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Ню метъл:&lt;/span&gt; Панталоните на студента се закачат за вратата и той не може да влезе в аудиторията.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Индъстриъл: &lt;/span&gt;Студентът пристига целият в кал и мръсотия, псувайки на майка, и охраната го изхвърля.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Готик метал:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът пристига с черна карета, влиза в аудиторията, като си поправя грима и демонстрира патос, изпада в депресия и се разплаква. После си спомня за смъртта и още веднъж изпада в депресия. Изтегля си билет, вижда, че въпросите не са ИСТИНСКИ, и изпада в патосна депресия. Преподавателят също разбира това и също се депресира. Всички останали се депресират и заплакват. Изпитът не се състои, светът не е съвършен.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Пънк-рок:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът пристига облечен в черно сако, пиян като кирка и без зъби, плюе на пода, изпикава се върху масата с билетите, като опръсква леко преподавателя, оригва се и заспива.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Руски рок:&lt;/span&gt; Влиза група студенти, които постоянно си отстъпват място един на друг и се черпят с бира, събират по 2-3 рубли от всеки присъстващ, после всичките седем отговарят на един билет и си заминават с трамвая, като го клатят.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Пауър метал: &lt;/span&gt;Студентът идва в елфически доспехи, отговаря на всички въпроси от билета и на въпросите на преподавателя и си тръгва на бял кон.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Фолк метал:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът влиза, свирейки на цигулка, акомпанира му тълпа от други като него, но с най-различни инструменти. Като свършат със свиренето, си тръгват, без да отговорят.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Викинг метал:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът тегли билет, веднага изгонва отговарящия преди него, сяда на мястото му и разказва за подвизите си, като размахва брадвата, а после убива преподавателя. На тръгване обира бижутата на всички и подпалва университета.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Батъл метал:&lt;/span&gt; Нахлува орда студенти в доспехи, които убиват всички наред и чупят всичко по пътя си, след което пробиват стената и си отиват.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Хардкор:&lt;/span&gt; Студентът разбива вратата с глава и започва бясно да се тресе и да търчи из аудиторията, крещейки нещо, след това се трупясва на пода.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-978737661794046943?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/978737661794046943/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=978737661794046943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/978737661794046943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/978737661794046943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='Сесията при различните метъли-студенти'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-8157683833816609004</id><published>2007-10-26T14:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:04:25.415+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Истории'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>Dating по американски модел</title><content type='html'>Току що попаднах на този разказ: &lt;a href="http://www.heartless-bitches.com/morrigan/nb_feb_26_2007.shtml"&gt;http://www.heartless-bitches.com/morrigan/nb_feb_26_2007.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Една дама се оплаква от срещите, мъжете и накъде вървят те. Дори ми звучеше като епизод на Сексът и градът. Там е същата работа. Първа среща кино и вечеря, втора среща, трета среща. Някакви неписани правила кога има целувка, кога няма, кога го каним/ни кани у дома. Целият сериал се гради върху тази идея - Ню Йорк, срещите, мъжете.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И както пише Кари Брадшоу: "Не можех да не се запитам" тези хора така ли процедират с интимния си живот?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;По нашите ширини няма такива неща. Ние тук нямаме правила, план-график как се развива всяка среща. И въобще нямаме срещи като този тип.&lt;br /&gt;Никога приятелка не ми е казала, че била на среща с еди-кой-си или са я поканили на среща. При нас нещата хич не стават по този начин.&lt;br /&gt;Купон, дискотека, кръчма, съученик, колега, общи интереси и готово. Лафа тръгва, може и да се развие в усамотение, може и да приключи с размяна на телефони. Чак след това започва излизането по кафета, кръчми, дискотеки и кина. И то в 97% от случаите вече имаш някаква идея кой е този човек, а не напълно непознат както случая с "братята" американци.  Може и да греша, но ходенето по срещи като идея съм го виждала само по филмите.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Народопсихология или колко различни са народите. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-8157683833816609004?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/8157683833816609004/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=8157683833816609004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/8157683833816609004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/8157683833816609004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/10/dating.html' title='Dating по американски модел'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3833448240004426430</id><published>2007-10-26T11:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:39:52.325+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Лични'/><title type='text'>Дойде време и аз да взема отношения за учителската стачка.</title><content type='html'>Много се каза, много се изписа и направи по тази тема. Моето мнение е капка в морето от идеи, подкрепа и липса на такава.&lt;br /&gt;В началоо подкрепях. Но не сам тях, подкрепях и лекарите, виж шофьорите на СКГТ - не. И няма да подкрепя това че им удовлетвориха исканията дори преди да за започнали ефективни стачни действия. И на фона на това сега учителите правят чудеса и маймунджулъци само и само някой да ги чуе. И ги чуват, предлагат, обсъждат, но се получи така, че каквото и да им предложат едни го искат, други не и пак блокираме София. А в това време децата се наливат по градинките.&lt;br /&gt;И на поредния блокаж миналата седмица вече ми писна да подкрепям. За съжаление не са само те, които искат. Всички искат - и аз искам. Искането всеки го може. Но трябва реално да се прецени кой залсужава и кой не. Не може обсулжващият им персонал да иска 400 и лева. Нереално е. Още по-зле е с шофьорите. Излиза, че сядаш на геврека и пляс 800-900 кинта. Че за какво учих аз?? Направя да хвърлям дипломата в канала, да си взема пакетче семки и да се качвам на релсите.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Специално за исканията на учителите - разбирам. Само до преди 3 години бях от другата страна на катедрата. Спомняйки си сега положението в моето училище - уж елитна столична гимназия с висок бал и стара слава, се замислям с какви очи ги искат тия пари. Лека полека от 8ми клас нагоре кадърните учители започнаха да напускат. И след това настана ад. Нямаше кой да ни преподава!! И напускаха разни незавършили студенти, изкуфяли бабиери, които ни замеряха с тебешири и с дневника ни в миговете на нервна криза, една престаряла манекенка по английски, която честно казано наистина много й куцаше материала. Не го казвам, защото ние така си плюем даскалите - просто тя не знаеше английски. Предната по този предмет също - който имаше нещо неясно му се връчваше една парцалива граматика и да се оправя.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И това е само малка част, така да се каже - върха на пирамидата.&lt;br /&gt;Затова и колкото и да не одобрявам Ахмед Доган и ДПС, няма как да си изкривя душата и да не се съглася с това му изказване: &lt;a href="http://education.actualno.com/news_130850.html"&gt; http://education.actualno.com/news_130850.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"90% от &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(38, 77, 152); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;учители&lt;/span&gt;те не са на равнището на изискванията, дори съм скромен в този процент".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Прав е.&lt;br /&gt;Но и управляващите ни се издъниха като не само, че не реагираха навреме за стачката, а и като цяло за образованието.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-3833448240004426430?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3833448240004426430/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3833448240004426430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3833448240004426430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3833448240004426430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_26.html' title='Дойде време и аз да взема отношения за учителската стачка.'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1944279965355605547</id><published>2007-10-09T16:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:57:03.802+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Социални'/><title type='text'>България и Европа</title><content type='html'>От много време се каня да напиша такъв пост. Събирах впечатления от Западна Европа и като се върнах тук релаността тази каквата я виждаме и тази, която е на клипчето ме порази. Бях чувала че е така за паркирането, градския транспорт, събирането на боклука, но като го видях беше съвсем различно. И чувството беше неприятно.&lt;br /&gt;Защо ние не можем така??&lt;br /&gt;Защо там спират на пешеходна пътека, а тук не ?? Как така там може да няма непомръдващи и нереални задръствания и бутане в транспорта, а тук това си е ежедневие? Защо нямат кал по улиците и плочки, които като стъпиш и плясват върху дрехата ти?&lt;br /&gt;Толкова елементарни неща и все пак толкова дразнещи. Неща, които скапват деня ти и те превръщат част от сивата, бездушна, безволева маса народ, която се клатушка в тъпкания рейс и стои на два крака, но не на своите.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И като се почне от такива съвсем малки проблемченца и се стигне до по-всеобхватни области от живота ни, този и на България.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Няма да си отговоря на въпросите, защото реалността плаши хората и им отнема крехката надежда, че няма да е все така.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=f308ad98"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=f308ad98"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" height="403" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=f308ad98"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.vbox7.com/player/ext.swf?vid=f308ad98" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="403" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1944279965355605547?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1944279965355605547/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1944279965355605547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1944279965355605547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1944279965355605547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='България и Европа'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-2685394062647373090</id><published>2007-10-04T13:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:45:32.332+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Kamelot - 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Не преяждайте.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Съобразявайте храната си със своята възраст.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Обичайте и бъдете обичани, правете секс поне два пъти седмично, защото това подмладява организма.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Винаги имайте гледна точка по всеки въпрос.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Движете се повече и редовно спортувайте.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Помещението, в което спите, трябва да е прохладно.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Понякога се глезете и хапвайте любимата си храна, независимо колко е вредна по правило.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Не трупайте отрицателни емоции. Според статистиката 64% от хората, които страдат от ракови заболявания, се опитват да стаят гнева в себе си и не се освобождават от отрицателната енергия.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Тренирайте мозъка си, като го заставяте да работи. Колкото и да се напрягате, мозъчните клетки за много повече, отколкото може да бъдат изразходвани за един живот.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zdrave.bg/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;zdrave.bg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/2477234772363726032-2299162565713183026?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/2299162565713183026/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=2299162565713183026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2299162565713183026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/2299162565713183026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/09/9.html' title='9 правила, които удължават живота'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-4975592837074043130</id><published>2007-09-08T23:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:38:34.009+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Денят на едно ЕМО</title><content type='html'>Из дневника на едно Емо&lt;br /&gt;Понеделник:5.00 Събуди ме пияната ми по-малка сестра. Прибра се!!! На нея и дай да пие водка и да се шляе по концерти, тя не ме обича. А ето аз на нейните години събирах монети. Сега отново няма да мога да заспя, ще трябва да си гриза лака.&lt;br /&gt;6.00 Доогризвам лака си.&lt;br /&gt;7.00 Майка ми замалко не видя, че си гриза лака. Каза, че аз съм идиот - измъчен и, че трябва да отивам на училище. She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;7.05 Започнах да се обличам, сложих си панталоните - теснички. Значки - повече, повече, повече. ФАК! Изгубил съм си една значка. Да не си забравя якето и да си направя очите по-черни.&lt;br /&gt;7.20 Сестра ми ме видя и започна да вика. Тъпа пънкарка.&lt;br /&gt;7.21 Една значка се откачи. Закачих я пак.&lt;br /&gt;7.28 Една значка се откачи. Закачих я пак.&lt;br /&gt;7.35 Сложих си якето. Излизайки от вкъщи забелязох, че една значка я няма. Намерих я и си я сложих.&lt;br /&gt;7.50 Оказа се, че съм си сложил чорап, а не шапка (Ето защо ми е било малко по-тясна). Shit happens. Върнах се сложих си шапката и тръгнах на училище.&lt;br /&gt;8.20 Закъснях за урок, не ме пуснаха, стоя в коридора. Плача.&lt;br /&gt;8.41 Часа свърши. Влезнах в стаята, хвърлих чантата си и отидох да се цупя.&lt;br /&gt;8.43 I hate my life. Стоим с емо-тата заедно и 5-мата плачем.&lt;br /&gt;9.00 Седя в час и плача.&lt;br /&gt;9.10 Изгониха ме от час, стоя в коридора, плача..&lt;br /&gt;9.15 Отивам до тоалетната.&lt;br /&gt;9.16 Стоя в тоалетната, за да се изпикая. Започнах да плача и забравих да *цензура*..&lt;br /&gt;9.17 Излизайки от кенефа, една значка ми падна в чинията. Извадих я и я сложих.&lt;br /&gt;9.18 Гледам се в огледалото, а аз съм симпатичен. Трябва да се снимам...&lt;br /&gt;9.31 Междучасие. Дойдоха емовете и казаха, че съм истински. Мина малката ми сестра и започна да вика. Казах и, че има ебан вик. Ритна ме с кубинките си. She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;9.35 Емовете и казаха, че не е права. Тя ги преби всичките.&lt;br /&gt;9.37 Исках да избягам, и получих кроше.&lt;br /&gt;9.44 Седя в час, болят ме вените.&lt;br /&gt;10.10 Написах предсмъртно писмо на чина си.&lt;br /&gt;10.12 Учителката го видя и ме изгони. Кучка. Стоя и плача.&lt;br /&gt;10.21 Стоя в столовата. Започнах да плача и забравих да ям. Видях малката ми сестра - пак ме удари. Излизайки от столовата една значка ми падна в помията. Извадих я и си я закачих.&lt;br /&gt;10.29 Видяха ме емовете и ми казаха, че съм истински емо.&lt;br /&gt;10.40 Седя на урок и пиша предсмъртното си писмо. Все още няма кръв. е*** съм я, важното е да колкото се може по-тъжно.&lt;br /&gt;10.50 Свърших и се опитах да го прочета пред всички, но учителката ме изгони. Значката ми падна зад парното, извадих я и си я сложих.&lt;br /&gt;11.11 Междучасие. Емовете видяха значката ми. Казаха, че съм истински. Прочетох им моето писмо. Казаха, че съм още по-истински. Мина по-големията ми брат, показах му предсмъртната ми бележка, той каза че съм идиот, и че това не е истинско. Попитах го кое е истинско. Той ми даде да слушам плейъра му. Ramones и Sex Pistols.&lt;br /&gt;12.30 Слушах ги на урока ми. Изплаших се и заплаках. Избягах от урок. ( Знаех, че брат ми слуша лайна, но чак такива...). Докато бягах ми падна една значка. Вдигнах я и си я сложих. Догони ме един учител завлачи ме в клас и ми каза, че съм *цензура*. Изгони ме в коридора.&lt;br /&gt;12.45 Стоя и плача.&lt;br /&gt;12.50 Дадох на приятелите ми плейъра. Кости падна по гръб, Вася заплака, Владо си призна, че му е свършил розовия лак и изпадна в депресия, Ленко избяга със вик, падна му една значка. Брат ми видя тази гледка, взе си плейъра, срита ме и каза, че сме педерасти.&lt;br /&gt;13.00 Започнах да ухажвам Светла, каза че съм гаден *цензура* и *цензура*. YES! Това момиче ме харесва.Седя и плача от радост.&lt;br /&gt;13.20 Учителя ме изгони от клас.&lt;br /&gt;13.40 Звънеца. Изчаках емовете. По ред, изпускайки си значките и закачвайки си ги, се прибрахме вкъщи. Разбрахме се да се видим в 4.14.00 Прибрах се вкъщи, няма никой. Включих си Tokio Hotel, седя и си гриза лака на ноктите.&lt;br /&gt;14.20 Дойде си малката ми сестра. Изключи магнетофона и легна да спи.&lt;br /&gt;14.40 Включих магнетофона, събудих сестра си... Удари ме, а аз се опитах да и отвърна...&lt;br /&gt;14.50 ААААА!!! She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;15.00 Седя завързан за парното със кърпа в устата и слушалки в ушите. Свири нещо ужасно. I want to die!!!&lt;br /&gt;15.10 Прибра се брат ми и неговите приятели. Хвърлиха върху мен якетата си и почнаха да ме ритат.&lt;br /&gt;15.20 Майка ми се прибра, срита купчината дрехи, по стона разбра че там има някой&lt;br /&gt;.15.30 Майка ми ме развърза и ме изпрати за хляб.&lt;br /&gt;16.00 Стоя в магазина и си чакам реда, до мен стоята някакви гологлави деца и ме гледат странно (сигурно ми завиждат за значките).&lt;br /&gt;16.10 Сритаха ме и ми взеха всичките пари. Опитах се да стана, но ми падна една значка - сложих си я пак&lt;br /&gt;16.20 Прибрах се, майка ми ме преби и отиде за хляб.&lt;br /&gt;16.30 Закъснях за срещата с емовете.&lt;br /&gt;16.35 Те ми казаха, че крясъка ми не е истински.&lt;br /&gt;16.37 Падна ми значка&lt;br /&gt;16.40 Сдобрих се с емовете, стоим и плачем.&lt;br /&gt;16.55 До нас мина пънк. Казахме му, че е тъпанар, а той ни напсува. И ние цялата тайфа (25 човека) го пребихме. Леле колко сме истински!!!&lt;br /&gt;17.10 Дойдоха 10 пънка, пребиха ни и си тръгнаха. СЛАБАЦИ!!!&lt;br /&gt;17.30 Събрахме стотинки за един литър бира. Колко сме истински!!!&lt;br /&gt;17.32 Продавачката не иска да ни даде бира. What's the *цензура*???&lt;br /&gt;17.35 Уговорих я, и си купихме 2 литра бира. ( Йупиииииииии ние сме най-истински от всички)&lt;br /&gt;17.50 Тъкмо щяхме да пием и дойде малката ми сестра със 4 пънка и ни взеха пиенето...&lt;br /&gt;18.00 Минаваха 3 момичета, аз почнах да им намигам. Те дойдоха и ми казаха, че съм слаботелесен и *цензура*. Само колко съм сексииии, те ме искат и ми завиждат, че моя грим е по-хубав от техния.&lt;br /&gt;18.15 Владо каза, че е цепеняк и изпадна в депресия.&lt;br /&gt;18.20 Видяхме сватба. Саня каза, че булката е в бяло, защото е девствена.(решихме от утре да носим бяло)&lt;br /&gt;18.30 Прибрах се вкъщи и седнах да гледам анимации.19.00 Анимацията свърши, седнах да пиша предсмъртно писмо.&lt;br /&gt;19.20 Слушам Tokio Hotel, най-яката емо-група.&lt;br /&gt;20.00 Прибра се малката ми сестра - срита ме и излезна...&lt;br /&gt;21.00 Мама ми каза да лягам да спя. "Мамо аз съм вече на 17, може ли да си обръсна краката?"&lt;br /&gt;21.05 Получих по задника от майка ми. Лежа и се опитвам да заспя. *цензура*!!!&lt;br /&gt;21.10 Не ми се спи. Я чакай да си намеря лакираните нокти.&lt;br /&gt;21.15 Погризах малко лак и заспах.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-size: 8px"&gt;Blogged with &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" title="Flock" target="_new"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-4975592837074043130?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/4975592837074043130/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=4975592837074043130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4975592837074043130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/4975592837074043130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_08.html' title='Денят на едно ЕМО'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-9008754403528551782</id><published>2007-09-06T17:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:40:12.985+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Полезни'/><title type='text'>15 мита за очите и зрението</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.all-about-eyes.com/eyeglasses_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.all-about-eyes.com/eyeglasses_book.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Да се седи близо до телевизора е вредно.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Няма никакви доказателства за това. Трябва да се седи, където е удобно - самите очи са добър индикатор. Те се уморяват най-лесно и бързо не заради прекалено малкото разстояние до екрана, а ако в помещението няма достатъчно светлина.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Четенето на тъмно е вредно.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И тук важи правилото от точка 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Има упражнения, които могат да подобрят зрението.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Няма никакъв комплекс от упражнения, които могат да подобрят или възстановят зрението. Очите просто трябва да се използват - ако си служим с тях достатъчно (правило, което между впрочем важи и за много други органи в тялото), те ще са в най-доброто възможно състояние.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Очите могат да се "износят".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Очите не са лампи. Те не могат да се амортизират от това, че ги използвате много, а само ако не го правите правилно.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Понякога възрастните хора "получават второ зрение".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Под това се разбира способността да се вижда по-добре. Ако такъв момент наистина е налице, той е за кратко, защото се дължи на изменения в окото, свързани с развитието на катаракта.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Честият секс може да доведе дори до слепота.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всъщност сифилисът, ако не бъде лекуван, може да доведе до слепота, слабоумие и смърт. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Да се носят очила е вредно.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Напротив. Правилно подбраните след преглед от специалист очила подобряват зрението. Вредно е да се ползват очила, които не са ваши.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Слепите хора придобиват шесто чувство или развиват нов талант.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Повечето хора с нормално зрение не обръщат внимание на това каква част от информацията приемат чрез очите и каква - чрез останалите си сетива. За разлика от слепите, които се опитват да компенсират липсата на зрение, като тренират повече останалите си чувства. Това не е шесто чувство, а много упражнения и практика по необходимост.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Не е нужно да си проверяваме зрението поне до 40 години.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всеки трябва да си проверява очите редовно - поне веднъж годишно и преди навършването на 40 години, дори да няма никакви оплаквания. Има очни заболявания, които могат да се проявят и на по-рана възраст (например глаукомата).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Лекарите могат да присаждат очи.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Да се присади цяло око не е по силите на съвременната медицина. Очите са свързани с мозъка със зрителни нерви, т.е. за да са в състояние лекарите да присаждат око, трябва да могат да присаждат и мозък.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Вече създадоха изкуствено око.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Наистина учените работят по създаването на микрочип, който да бъде в състояние да замести отчасти някои повредени части на окото. Други изследвания се опитват да свържат камери директно към мозъка, но очите и мозъкът работят по друг начин - не както компютърът и камерата. Дори изкуственото око да стане факт, никой не вярва сериозно, че то може да бъде свързано с мозъка.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Слънцето не вреди на зрението, ако носим тъмни очила.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Слънчевите ултравиолетови лъчи могат да увредят сериозно и необратимо очите. Установено е, че прякото наблюдаване на слънцето за по-малко от минута води до трайна слепота.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Нищо не може да се направи срещу влошаването на зрението.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Редовните прегледи и грижата за очите значително намаляват и отлагат във времето влошаването на зрението, свързано с напредване на възрастта. Ако усещате проблем с очите, незабавно посетете офталмолог. Ако заболяването бъде установено рано, то може да бъде забавено, а в някои случаи и предотвратено.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. След време очилата могат да влошат зрението.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ползването на очила никога няма да увреди очите ви, стига те да са правилно подбрани след преглед от специалист.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Яденето на моркови може да подобри зрението.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Морковът наистина е богат източник на витамин А, а той е нужен е нужен за зрението, но в много малки количества. 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You have one goal: be epic.&lt;br /&gt;2. Let no sound be lonely. If there's a guitar solo, harmonize it. If there's singing, make it a choir.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keyboards offer a way to add thousands of different textures to a song. Find two of those that you like and use them on every song you write.&lt;br /&gt;4. In a power metal world, everything steel is good, and anything good must be compared to steel.&lt;br /&gt;5. You are not bound to sing about Satan, evil, and/or darkness.&lt;br /&gt;6. You are bound to sing about dragons, freedom, and/or power metal.&lt;br /&gt;7. Remember how no sound should be alone? Same goes for albums. Everything can have a sequel!&lt;br /&gt;8. You are allowed to be blonde.&lt;br /&gt;9. Swords enhance your credibility and your performance. Be sure to carry one regardless of whether or not you know anything about using one.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pick a theme and stick to it. Manowar are warriors of true metal, and they don't get to sing about anything else. Rhapsody has their Algalord chronicles. Hammerfall has their steel, hammers, and templar. Running Wild has pirates. Blind Guardian has Tolkein. None of them are allowed to sing about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;11. If you have to sing about something else, put together a side project to do it. Avantasia is the perfect model.&lt;br /&gt;12. Ballads are permissible.&lt;br /&gt;13. That doesn't mean your ballads can suck.&lt;br /&gt;14. The longer a song is, the more epic it is. See rule #1.&lt;br /&gt;15. More solos means more epic.&lt;br /&gt;16. If at all possible, be Michael Kiske.&lt;br /&gt;17. If this is not possible, pretend to be Michael Kiske.&lt;br /&gt;18. Your album cover should include at least one of the following: fire, steel, weird glowing magical items, irregularly muscular men, fists thrust into the air, weaponry, magic creatures (preferably dragons), or bright beams of light around somebody/something.&lt;br /&gt;19. 'Grim' and 'necro' don't apply here; they just make you look silly. Now go back to singing your 20 minute epic about dragonslaying!&lt;br /&gt;20. Power metal depends on power chords.&lt;br /&gt;21. 16th notes are the only notes.&lt;br /&gt;22. Unless you're singing, in which case you are not permitted to hold a note for any less than 2 bars.&lt;br /&gt;23. Keyboards get solos, too.&lt;br /&gt;24. If you can't be Michael Kiske, you can at least be Timo Tolkki.&lt;br /&gt;25. Actually, don't be Timo Tolkki.&lt;br /&gt;26. In case you didn't know, "symphonic" is synonymous with "epic." See rule #1.&lt;br /&gt;27. Just because 300 bands before you have already done "epic," there's always room for more.&lt;br /&gt;28. Songs come in two tempos: metal and ballad.&lt;br /&gt;29. You are officially the only group of people who can refer to themselves as 'mighty' without being laughed at. Much.&lt;br /&gt;30. Audiences need to be able to sing along. Make it catchy.&lt;br /&gt;31. Sing in English, even though your fan-base will be comprised entirely of Brazilians, Germans, Japanese, Swedes, and Finns. See rule #30: if it's not catchy, it's harder to sing in a language that is not your first.&lt;br /&gt;32. Play in as many bands as possible. More side projects and guest appearances means more epic!&lt;br /&gt;33. Tight. Pants.&lt;br /&gt;34. You don't have to detune your guitars.&lt;br /&gt;35. Though you probably should drop them a half-step.&lt;br /&gt;36. Unfortunately, you need at least two guitar players. How else are you going to have dueling guitar solos?&lt;br /&gt;37. Keyboards may substitute for one guitar player, as long as they can solo.&lt;br /&gt;38. Fortunately, you don't need a bass player! Or at least, you never have to use the same bassist twice.&lt;br /&gt;39. Begin all songs with one big swelling chord on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;40. Acoustic guitars are allowed. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;41. It's not a tour, it's a crusade!&lt;br /&gt;42. Layer your vocals, hundreds upon hundreds of times. Don't worry about them live.&lt;br /&gt;43. Never use mundane words in your lyrics. Nothing is epic if you don't use words like "majesty," "glorious," "magical," and so on.&lt;br /&gt;44. Wizards! You need wizards!&lt;br /&gt;45. Although your costume does not require corpse paint, it will require a cape, lots of jewelry, and the aforementioned swords.&lt;br /&gt;46. Unless you are Manowar, in which case you are too metal for clothing.&lt;br /&gt;47. Come to think of it, don't be Manowar.&lt;br /&gt;48. Wear armor if at all possible. Hammerfall can give you an idea of the variety of acceptable armors, ranging from leather to ring-mail.&lt;br /&gt;49. Songs don't begin at full speed. Gradually work your way into an epic frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;50. Hail true metal!&lt;br /&gt;51. Acoustic guitars are for intros and bridges. Then crush them with steel.&lt;br /&gt;52. Epic. Tight. Pants.&lt;br /&gt;53. Higher vocals are epic vocals. Female lead singers are great for this.&lt;br /&gt;54. So, male lead singes should sound like female singers. See rule #52.&lt;br /&gt;55. True warriors can tell the difference between albums.&lt;br /&gt;56. Concept albums are totally epic. Nobody will ever see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;57. Liner notes must include pages of backstory, either of your epic saga of conquest over dragons and evil or of your epic battles with alcoholism while recording the album.&lt;br /&gt;58. Drugs aren't metal.&lt;br /&gt;59. Beer, however, can be served in all kinds of true metal ways.&lt;br /&gt;60. "Flagons of ale." It's appropriate to your fantasy-riddled lyrics, and it almost looks like "dragons," so you score extra points.&lt;br /&gt;61. Since you can't get away with grunts, growls, and other troll-like noises, you will have to sing.&lt;br /&gt;62. Your accent will show as a consequence.&lt;br /&gt;63. To compensate, sing about killing trolls. Preferably with the swords that you carry onstage.&lt;br /&gt;64. More sequels = more epic. See rule #7.&lt;br /&gt;65. Guest vocalists, guest guitarists, and any special appearances from outside your band will make your sound more epic, even if the track sounds just like all the other songs on the album with an extra solo.&lt;br /&gt;666.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norsk Arysk Blak Metal! Rahhh!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Begin songs at half-tempo, and then, when listeners least expect it (i.e. at exactly the same time it happens in all your other songs) kick into full speed complete with double-bass and power chords.&lt;br /&gt;68. Bass players: one note. Really fast.&lt;br /&gt;69. But include one enormous crazy-ass bass fill before the chorus, even though the production will bury you so far in the mix that most people won't realize your band has a bass player.&lt;br /&gt;70. Just because you don't play black metal doesn't mean you can't use Tolkein.&lt;br /&gt;71. Whenever you short of ideas, pick up your Dungeons and Dragons books. You might as well be the first band to sing about owlbears.&lt;br /&gt;72. Never leave Europe.&lt;br /&gt;73. For purposes of rule #72, Japan may be counted as part of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;74. Oh, and South America was colonized by Europeans, so it can count too.&lt;br /&gt;75. Orchestras make a great addition to your album. Since you can't afford one, find a new patch on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;76. If your live album does not have the crowd singing all the harmony parts for you, you aren't epic enough to justify a live album.&lt;br /&gt;77. If you are European, use as many archaic English words in your lyrics as you can. Obfuscation is epic!&lt;br /&gt;78. If you are South American, your lyrics should be closer to standard English, though nobody will ever read them.&lt;br /&gt;79. If you are U.S. American, you probably aren't actually a power metal band. Sing about tanks, or something.&lt;br /&gt;80. If you are Italian, write some lyrics in Latin. Your American fans won't be able to tell the difference between your Italian lyrics and your Latin ones, but Latin is epic.&lt;br /&gt;81. Remember, shaving is epic, haircuts are not.&lt;br /&gt;82. Entire albums must be recorded in the same key.&lt;br /&gt;83. For that matter, entire careers may also be recorded in the same key.&lt;br /&gt;84. Guitarists, remember: dun da-da dun da-da dun da-da…&lt;br /&gt;85. Make your band logo very angular, but perfectly legible.&lt;br /&gt;86. More than a logo, you need a mascot.&lt;br /&gt;87. He need not be distinguishable from Eddie, but he does need to be on all your album covers.&lt;br /&gt;88. At your first gig, if you feel a "rising force", do be sure not to get it all over your audience.&lt;br /&gt;89. Record your best songs unplugged, and sell them as an EP.&lt;br /&gt;90. Do not expect anyone to buy the EP.&lt;br /&gt;91. Remember, power metal fans are not gay. They are just comfortable with their masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;92. Sing along.&lt;br /&gt;93. Don't get caught singing along.&lt;br /&gt;94. Glitter is not epic.&lt;br /&gt;95. Neither is body oil. See rule #47.&lt;br /&gt;96. If you see a black metaller in the woods pretending to be a troll, see rule #9 and rule #63.&lt;br /&gt;97. In your liner notes, thank everybody you toured with, even if they're Stratovarius.&lt;br /&gt;98. Complain about Stratovarius constantly even though you've bought all their albums and listen to them more than anything else in your collection.&lt;br /&gt;99. Power metal must be pure; do not mix it with other metal styles.&lt;br /&gt;100. To repeat: be epic.&lt;br /&gt;101. I ran out of funny things to say way back at rule #52, but any less than 101 rules would so not be epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-7900078610418529059?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/7900078610418529059/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=7900078610418529059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7900078610418529059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/7900078610418529059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/08/101-rules-of-power-metal.html' title='101 rules of Power metal'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5729883251894962222</id><published>2007-08-06T15:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T15:41:13.550+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE</title><content type='html'>Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt; Laughing so hard your face hurts.  &lt;br /&gt;A hot shower.  A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;                  No line-up at the supermarket cash.&lt;br /&gt; Getting mail. &lt;br /&gt;A thick chocolate milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;               Taking a drive along a scenic road.  &lt;br /&gt;Hearing your favorite song on the radio.  &lt;br /&gt;Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;                  A long distance phone call.&lt;br /&gt; Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.  &lt;br /&gt;A nice long bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;               Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.  &lt;br /&gt;Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt; Two hours at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;                  Finding the sweater you’ve been wanting is now on sale for half price.&lt;br /&gt; A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;                     Finding a $20 bill in the pocket of your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt; Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;               Midnight phone calls that last for hours.   &lt;br /&gt;Running through sprinklers.      &lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;                    Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.        &lt;br /&gt;Having someone tell you that you’re beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;               Falling in love for the first time.    &lt;br /&gt;Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;                 Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Your first kiss.      Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;               Playing with a puppy.      &lt;br /&gt;Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt; Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Late night talks with your roommate.&lt;br /&gt; Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Someone playing with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;Going to a really good concert.&lt;br /&gt;Making chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;                   Cuddling up on a couch to watch a movie with someone you love.     &lt;br /&gt;Watching the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;                          Wrapping presents under the Christmas tree while eating cookies and drinking eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;               Hugging the person you love.       &lt;br /&gt;Watching the sunrise.    &lt;br /&gt;Making eye contact with a cute stranger.&lt;br /&gt;               Song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without feeling stupid.&lt;br /&gt;                      Watching the expression on someone’s face as they open a much-desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;                     Getting out of bed every morning and thanking for another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;               Remembering that many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave a footprint in your heart . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5729883251894962222?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5729883251894962222/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5729883251894962222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5729883251894962222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5729883251894962222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-things-in-life.html' title='THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-962640111092013032</id><published>2007-07-24T11:25:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T11:27:01.855+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Какво всъщност си мислят хората на първа среща.</title><content type='html'>Ето как би звучала една първа среща между мъж и жена ако казвахме това, което мислим.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! 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I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Douglas Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are two kinds of writer:  those that make you think, and those that make you wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Brian Aldiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A writer should say to himself, not, How can I get more money?, but How can I reach more readers (without lowering standards)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Brian Aldiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have something to say, and say it as clearly as you can.  That is the  only secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Matthew Arnold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="b"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It took me fifteen years to discover I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by that time I was too famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Robert Benchley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being a poet is one of the unhealthier jobs--no regular hours, so many temptations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Elizabeth Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A best seller was a book which somehow sold well simply because it was selling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- S. Boorstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is probably no hell for authors in the next world -- they suffer so much from critics and publishers in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- C. N. Bovee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First, find out what your hero wants, then just follow him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ray Bradbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you have other things in your life -- family, friends, good  productive day work -- these can interact with your writing and the sum  will be all the richer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- David Brin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Either a writer doesn't want to talk about his work, or he talks about it more than you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anatole Broyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Literature is all, or mostly, about sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anthony Burgess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been successful probably because I have always realized that I  knew nothing about writing and have merely tried to tell an interesting  story entertainingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Edgar Rice Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you write one story, it may be bad; if you write a hundred, you have the odds in your favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Edgar Rice Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="c"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The reason 99% of all stories written are not bought by editors is very simple.  Editors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; buy manuscripts that are left on the  closet shelf at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- John Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finishing a book is just like you took a child out in the back yard and  shot it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Truman Capote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don't see any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Orson Scott Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Willa Cather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anton Chekhov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When men ask me how I know so much about men, they get a simple answer:  everything I know about men, I learned from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anton Chekhov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is perfectly okay to write garbage--as long as you edit brilliantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- C. J. Cherryh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next to doing things that deserve to be written, nothing gets a man more credit, or gives him more pleasure than to write things that deserve to be read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Lord Chesterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great or original, must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Samuel Taylor Coleridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are three difficulties in authorship: to write anything worth publishing -- to find honest men to publish it -- and to get sensible men to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Charles Caleb Cotton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Books aren't written, they're rewritten. Including your own. It is one of the hardest things to accept, especially after the seventh rewrite hasn't quite done it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Michael Crichton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most writers can write books faster than publishers can write checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Richard Curtis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="d"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Never throw up on an editor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ellen Datlow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The imagination is the spur of delights...all depends upon it, it is the mainspring of everything; now, is it not by the means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marquis DeSade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love being a writer.  What I can't stand is the paperwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Peter de Vries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make everybody fall out of the plane first, and &lt;b&gt;then&lt;/b&gt; explain who  they were and why they were in the plane to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nancy Ann Dibble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- E. L. Doctorow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is turning one's worst moments into money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- J. P. Donleavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An excellent precept for writers: have a clear idea of all the phrases and expressions you need, and you will find them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ximenes Doudan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="e"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no method except to be very intelligent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- T. S. Eliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People on the outside think there's something magical about writing,  that you go up in the attic at midnight and cast the bones and come  down in the morning with a story, but it isn't like that.  You sit in  back of the typewriter and you work, and that's all there is to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Harlan Ellison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank your readers and the critics who praise you, and then ignore  them.  Write for the most intelligent, wittiest, wisest audience in the  universe: Write to please yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Harlan Ellison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is the hardest work in the world.  I have been a bricklayer and a  truck driver, and I tell you -- as if you haven't been told a million  times already -- that writing is harder.  Lonelier.  And nobler and more enriching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Harlan Ellison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing, not love, not greed, not passion or hatred, is stronger than a writer's need to change another writer's copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Arthur Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="f"&gt;F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get it down.  Take chances.  It may be bad, but it's the only way you can do anything really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Faulkner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It begins with a character, usually, and once he stands up on his feet  and begins to move, all I can do is trot along behind him with a paper  and pencil trying to keep up long enough to put down what he says and  does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Faulkner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The work never matches the dream of perfection the artist has to start  with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Faulkner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="feist"&gt; There is no idea so brilliant or original that a sufficiently-untalented writer can't screw it up.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="feist"&gt;- Raymond Feist &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To the composition of novels and romances, nothing is necessary but paper, pens, and ink, with the manual capacity of using them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Henry Fielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begin with an individual, and before you know it you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find you have created - nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find the key emotion; this may be all you need know to find your short  story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am irritated by my own writing.  I am like a violinist whose ear is  true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gustave Flaubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Observe, don't imitate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- John M. Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The historian records, but the novelist creates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- E. M. Forster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suspense: the only literary tool that has any effect upon tyrants and  savages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- E. M. Forster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be dismayed by the opinions of editors, or critics.  They are only the traffic cops of the arts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gene Fowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is easy; all you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until the drops of blood form on your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gene Fowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To know is nothing at all; to imagine is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anatole France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you would not be forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you are dead and rotten,&lt;br /&gt;either write things worth reading,&lt;br /&gt;or do things worth the writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="g"&gt;G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you haven't got an idea, start a story anyway.  You can always throw  it away, and maybe by the time you get to the fourth page you will have an idea, and you'll only have to throw away the first three pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Campbell Gault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Half of being smart is knowing what you're dumb at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- David Gerrold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is more pleasure to building castles in the air than on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Edward Gibbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it; Boldness has genius,  power and magic in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In brief, I spend half my time trying to learn the secrets of other  writers -- to apply them to the expression of my own thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Shirley Ann Grau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no money in poetry, but then there's no poetry in money either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Robert Graves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="h"&gt;H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a  lamppost how it feels about dogs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Christopher Hampton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's better to write about things you feel than about things you know about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- L. P. Hartley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The essence of drama is that man cannot walk away from the consequences  of his own deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Harold Hayes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Robert A. Heinlein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Easy writing makes hard reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's none of their business that you have to learn to write.  Let them  think you were born that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My aim is to put down what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way I can tell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never dare to write as funny as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Editor: A person employed by a newspaper, whose business it is to separate the wheat from the chaff, and to see that the chaff is printed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Elbert Hubbard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="i"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;A writer never has a vacation.  For a writer life consists of either writing or thinking about writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Eugene Ionesco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="j"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Thomas Jefferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Genius is not a quality, but only a quantitative difference in a  combination of attributes contained in all persons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Dr. Ernst Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went for years not finishing anything. Because, of course, when you finish something you can be judged...I had poems which were re-written so many times I suspect it was just a way of avoiding sending them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Erica Jong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="k"&gt;K&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Clarence Budington Kelland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a part of all I have read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- John Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you would write emotionally, be first unemotional.  If you would move your readers to tears, do not let them see you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- James J. Kilpatrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Stephen King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It's the one and only thing you have to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Barbara Kingsolver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use your imagination.  Trust me, your lives are not interesting.  Don't  write them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- W. B. Kinsella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Words are the most powerful drug used by mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my many theories about short stories is that their titles and  first lines ought to be memorable, because if not memorable they will  not be remembered, and if not remembered the stories will not be  reprinted (because no one can find them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Damon Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiction is about stuff that's screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nancy Kress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="l"&gt;L&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is a fairly lonely business unless you invite peoplе in to watch you do it, which is often distracting and then have to ask them to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marc Lawrence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having been unpopular in high school is not just cause for book publication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Fran Lebowitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may be able to take a break from writing, but you won't be able to take a break from being a writer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Stephen Leigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="m"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The task of a writer consists in being able to &lt;b&gt;make&lt;/b&gt; something out of an idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Thomas Mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the words I use in my stories can be found in the dictionary -- it's just a matter of arranging them into the right sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Somerset Maugham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are three rules for writing.  Unfortunately, no one can agree what they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Somerset Maugham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Somerset Maugham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Herman Melville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A person who publishes a book willfully appears before the populace with his pants down...If it is a good book nothing can hurt him. If it is a bad book, nothing can help him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Edna St. Vincent Millay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you take stuff from one writer, it's plagiarism; but when you take  it from many writers, it's research.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Mizner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="o"&gt;O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery. Writing a book is a long, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- George Orwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One hasn't become a writer until one has distilled writing into a habit, and that habit has been forced into an obsession. Writing has to be an obsession. It has to be something as organic, physiological and psychological as speaking or sleeping or eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Niyi Osundare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All a poet can do is warn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Wilfred Owen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="p"&gt;P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The best way to have a good idea is to have lots of ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Linus Pauling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no such thing as writer's block. That was invented by people in  California who couldn't write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Terry Pratchett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="q"&gt;Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Write quickly and you will never write well; write well, and you will soon write quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marcus Fabius Quintilianus, circa 65 A.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="r"&gt;R&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is an occupation in which you have to keep proving your talent  to those who have none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jules Renard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is the only profession where no one considers you ridiculous if  you earn no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jules Renard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every writer is a narcissist. This does not mean that he is vain; it only means that he is hopelessly self-absorbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Leo Rosten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only reason for being a professional writer is that you just can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Leo Rosten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="s"&gt;S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you don't know it, don't write it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Darrell Schweitzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The road to ignorance is paved with good editors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pay no attention to what the critics say; no statue has ever been erected to a critic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jean Sibelius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Children read books, not reviews.  They don't give a hoot about critics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Isaac Bashevis Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wastepaper basket is the writer's best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Isaac Bashevis Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing for me is just like building a chair, making an artifact. The idea is that you build, create a story and cobble it together. If it stands up, that's good. If it stands up, it's comfortable, it's a good story, a good chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Scott Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By writing much, one learns to write well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Robert Southey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first chapter sells the book; the last chapter sells the next book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Mickey Spillane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remarks are not literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gertrude Stein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="t"&gt;T&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you try to please audiences, uncritically accepting their tastes, it  can only mean that you have no respect for them: that you simply want to collect their money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Andrei Tarkovsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only way to learn to write is to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Peggy Teeters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiction writing is great. You can make up almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ivana Trump, upon finishing her first novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never started from ideas but always from character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ivan Turgenev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most writers regard the truth as their most valuable possession, and  therefore are most economical in its use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A critic is a man who knows the way but can't drive the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Kenneth Tynan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="u"&gt;U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside every fat book is a thin book trying to get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="v"&gt;V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suspect that one of the reasons we create fiction is to make sex  exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gore Vidal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="w"&gt;W&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A poet can survive everything but a misprint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is personalities not principles that move the age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the sex scene doesn't make you want to do it - whatever it is they're doing - it hasn't been written right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Sloan Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never want to see anyone, and I never want to go anywhere or do anything.  I just want to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- P. G. Wodehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm writing a book.  I've got the page numbers done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Stephen Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="x"&gt;X&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, writing [was] a question of survival...I could not trust anyone, even my family. The atmosphere was so poisoned. People even in your own family could turn you in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Gao Xingjian, refering to writing during the Cultural Revolution of Mao Tse-Tung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="y"&gt;Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter,  notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry.  Writers are  like dancers, like athletes.  Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jane Yolen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A young musician plays scales in his room and only bores his family.  A beginning writer, on the other hand, sometimes has the misfortune of getting into print.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marguerite Yourcenar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/line.gif" alt=" ----- " height="5" width="576" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="z"&gt;Z&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing is thinking on paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- William Zinsser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5609693674019147561?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5609693674019147561/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5609693674019147561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5609693674019147561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5609693674019147561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Цитати на тема писане и писатели'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-8554366460816598984</id><published>2007-07-01T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:35:18.672+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Любопитно'/><title type='text'>Heavy metal пристрастяване</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Фен на хеви метъл получи помощ за инвалидност в Швеция, след като лекари признаха пристрастяването му към музиката за "увреждане", съобщи Прес асосиейшън.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Решението означава, че Роджър Тулгрен, който е на 42 години, ще получи хиляди евро държавни помощи, за да финансира пристрастяването си, което датира от 36 години.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Месечните добавки му се отпускат специално за закупуване на концертни билети и дискове.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Освен това шефът му в ресторанта, където работи като мияч на чинии, ще му позволява да пуска оглушителната музика на работното място и ще го освобождава за концерти.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Роджър Тулгрен обяснява, че тази музика толкова много се отразява на начина му на живот, че е трябвало да напусне няколко работни места.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Затова той подал молба преди 10 години, за да бъде класифицирано официално състоянието му като "увреждане".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Решението на шведските власти е взето след детайлни тестове, направени от психолози.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Специалисти по трудова медицина в Швеция обаче коментират, че решението е странно и че е по-логично пристрастяването да се лекува, а не да се насърчава. БТА&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://curious.actualno.com/news_110453.html"&gt;Линк към новината&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Т&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ова е новината, която прочетох току що и се изумих. Тая Европа бая напреднала-да ти даде пари под формата на помощи да си купуваш дискове (ама те там си нямат торенти..хаха) и сециални преференции в работата. Ееех, не му е зле на пича. Сигурно и на концерти може да му дадат специален пропуск зад сцената и хубаво място със столче отпред. А не като нас на Мейдън в София да се изпочупим от бутане, за да видим аджеба какво се случва на сцената пред нас. Как ли ще ме изгледа началника, рокаджия по душа, като утре отида с мазна усмивчица са му поискам няколко хилядарки евро, че не съм добре, болничка съм...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-8554366460816598984?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/8554366460816598984/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=8554366460816598984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/8554366460816598984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-3279729257218023334</id><published>2007-06-23T18:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T18:14:00.710+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>25 things you should have learned by the time you have reached middle age</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're too open-minded, your       brains will fall out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't worry about what people       think, they don't do it very often. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to church doesn't make       you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It ain't the jeans that make       your butt look fat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artificial intelligence is no       match for natural stupidity. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My idea of housework is to sweep       the room with a glance. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not one shred of evidence supports       the notion that life is serious. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is easier to get forgiveness       than permission. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For every action, there is an       equal and opposite government program. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you look like your passport       picture, you probably need the trip. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bills travel through the mail       at twice the speed of checks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A conscience is what hurts when       all of your other parts feel so good. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat well, stay fit, die anyway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men are from earth. Women are       from earth. Deal with it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No man has ever been shot while       doing the dishes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A balanced diet is a cookie in       each hand. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Middle age is when broadness       of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opportunities always look bigger       going than coming. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Junk is something you've kept       for years and throw away three weeks before you need it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is always one more imbecile       than you counted on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience is a wonderful thing.       It enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the time you can make ends       meet, they move the ends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou shalt not weigh more than       thy refrigerator. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who thinks logically,       provides a nice contrast to the real world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you must choose between two       evils, pick the one you've never tried before. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-3279729257218023334?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/3279729257218023334/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=3279729257218023334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3279729257218023334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/3279729257218023334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/06/25-things-you-should-have-learned-by.html' title='25 things you should have learned by the time you have reached middle age'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6770850133103681002</id><published>2007-06-14T14:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:52:07.614+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Цитати на тема журналистика</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Ако един репортер твърдо е решил да ви излъже, вие непременно ще бъдете излъган.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%91%D0%B5%D0%BD_%D0%91%D1%80%D0%B0%D0%B4%D0%BB%D0%B8" title="Бен Брадли"&gt;Бен Брадли&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Всички сме чували, че всяко общество има печата, който заслужава. В дългите години, прекарани в емиграция, тази стара максима не ме занимаваше особено, защото тя явно не засягаше България. Струваше ми се правдоподобна, но само за свободните страни. И естествено не се отнасяше за насилствено наложени затворени общества, където това, което минаваше за журналистика, се свеждаше до изпълнение на инструкции на партийното ръководство. Тогава информациите в медиите бяха наложени на читатели, лишени на всяка възможност за избор или протест чрез същите методи на цензура и полицейщина, с който режимът беше монополизирал и всички други отрасли на живота. Не беше изобщо сериозно да се говори за свободна журналистика." — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%94%D0%B8%D0%BC%D0%B8%D1%82%D1%8A%D1%80_%D0%9F%D0%B0%D0%BD%D0%B8%D1%86%D0%B0" title="Димитър Паница"&gt;Димитър Паница&lt;/a&gt;, от интервю във в-к "Дневник"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Журналисика — това е, когато се съобщава 'Сър Джон почина' от хора, които не са и подозирали, че лорд Джон е живял.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%93%D0%B8%D0%BB%D0%B1%D1%8A%D1%80%D1%82_%D0%A7%D0%B5%D1%81%D1%82%D1%8A%D1%80%D1%82%D1%8A%D0%BD" title="Гилбърт Честъртън"&gt;Гилбърт Честъртън&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Журналистика — това е изкуството да превръщаш враговете си в пари.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9A%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%B9%D0%B3_%D0%91%D1%80%D0%B0%D1%83%D0%BD" title="Крейг Браун"&gt;Крейг Браун&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Журналистиката е изкуството да обясняваш на другите това, което сам не разбираш.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%90%D0%BB%D1%84%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%B4_%D0%A7%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BB%D0%B7_%D0%9D%D0%BE%D1%80%D1%82%D0%BA%D0%BB%D0%B8%D1%84" title="Алфред Чарлз Нортклиф"&gt;Алфред Чарлз Нортклиф&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Журналистиката е организирано злословие.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9E%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B0%D1%80_%D0%A3%D0%B0%D0%B9%D0%BB%D0%B4" title="Оскар Уайлд"&gt;Оскар Уайлд&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Журналистиката е професия, почти толкова древна, колкото…с други думи, това е втората най-стара професия.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A0%D0%BE%D0%B1%D1%8A%D1%80%D1%82_%D0%A1%D0%B8%D0%BB%D0%B2%D0%B5%D1%81%D1%82%D1%8A%D1%80" title="Робърт Силвестър"&gt;Робърт Силвестър&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„За светлото бъдеще се грижат политиците, за светлото минало — историците, за светлото настояще — журналистите.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%96%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BA%D0%BE_%D0%9F%D0%B5%D1%82%D0%B0%D0%BD" title="Жарко Петан"&gt;Жарко Петан&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Здравото общество ще понесе и нездравата критика.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%96%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BA%D0%BE_%D0%9F%D0%B5%D1%82%D0%B0%D0%BD" title="Жарко Петан"&gt;Жарко Петан&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Когато започнете да пишете това, което се харесва на всички, вие преставате да бъдете журналист. От този момент вие работите в шоубизнеса.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A4%D1%80%D0%B0%D0%BD%D0%BA_%D0%9C%D0%B8%D0%BB%D1%8A%D1%80_%E2%80%94_%D0%BC%D0%BB%D0%B0%D0%B4%D1%88%D0%B8" title="Франк Милър — младши"&gt;Франк Милър — младши&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Колкото повече свобода на словото — толкова по-изтънчени методи за контрол.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9D%D0%BE%D1%8A%D0%BC_%D0%A7%D0%BE%D0%BC%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B8" title="Ноъм Чомски"&gt;Ноъм Чомски&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Мастилото се състои от 99% вода.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=%22%D0%9F%D1%88%D0%B5%D0%BA%D1%80%D1%83%D0%B9%22&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="&amp;quot;Пшекруй&amp;quot;"&gt;"Пшекруй"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Медиите са носители на манипулативните импулси на неколцина към масите … Онова, което приемаме безкритично и следваме доверчиво, ще ни въздейства в полза на неколцината. Онова, което проверяваме критично в неговите закономерности и намерения, ще употребим за себе си доколкото ни е необходимо.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%99%D0%BE%D0%B7%D0%B5%D1%84_%D0%9A%D0%B8%D1%80%D1%88%D0%BD%D0%B5%D1%80" title="Йозеф Киршнер"&gt;Йозеф Киршнер&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Най-високо ценените журналисти са всъщност най-сервилните. Превръщайки се в полезни за властимащите, те получават достъп до «най-добрите» източници на информация.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A3%D0%BE%D0%BB%D1%82%D1%8A%D1%80_%D0%9A%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BF" title="Уолтър Карп"&gt;Уолтър Карп&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Напишете за известен джебчия, съден 30 пъти, че е известен джебчия-рецидивист, и той ще ви съди за обида, а вие ще загубите делото.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9A%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%BB_%D0%A7%D0%B0%D0%BF%D0%B5%D0%BA" title="Карел Чапек"&gt;Карел Чапек&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Новините и истината не са едно и също нещо.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A3%D0%BE%D0%BB%D1%82%D1%8A%D1%80_%D0%9B%D0%B8%D0%BF%D0%BC%D0%B0%D0%BD" title="Уолтър Липман"&gt;Уолтър Липман&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Парите са най-могъщото средство за масова комуникация.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A0%D0%BE%D0%BC%D0%B0%D0%BD_%D0%93%D0%BE%D0%B6%D0%B5%D0%BB%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B8" title="Роман Гожелски"&gt;Роман Гожелски&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Просто не е за вярване, че лъжата е съществувала преди да изобретят печатарството.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A1%D1%82._%D0%9B%D0%B5%D1%86" title="Ст. Лец"&gt;Ст. Лец&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Публицистиката се бори със старите предразсъдъци с помощта на съвременни.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%91%D0%BE%D0%BB%D0%B5%D1%81%D0%BB%D0%B0%D0%B2_%D0%9F%D0%B0%D1%88%D0%BA%D0%BE%D0%B2%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B8" title="Болеслав Пашковски"&gt;Болеслав Пашковски&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Първа Аксиома на журналистиката: Към читателя се обръщай като към умен човек, но не забравяй, че той е идиот.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9C%D0%B0%D0%BA%D1%81%D0%B8%D0%BC_%D0%97%D0%B2%D0%BE%D0%BD%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%B2" title="Максим Звонарев"&gt;Максим Звонарев&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Репортерите са марионетки. Те просто реагират на най-властното дърпане на конците.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%9B%D0%B8%D0%BD%D0%B4%D1%8A%D0%BD_%D0%94%D0%B6%D0%BE%D0%BD%D1%81%D1%8A%D0%BD" title="Линдън Джонсън"&gt;Линдън Джонсън&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Само простолюдието и елита могат да бъдат привлечени от мощта на тоталитаризма сам по себе си. Масите трябва да бъдат спечелени чрез пропаганда.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%A5%D0%B0%D0%BD%D0%B0_%D0%90%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%BD%D0%B4" title="Хана Аренд"&gt;Хана Аренд&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Спортните страници съобщават за човешките постижения, а първа страница — за човешките трагедии.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%AA%D1%80%D0%BB_%D0%A3%D0%BE%D1%80%D1%8A%D0%BD" title="Ърл Уорън"&gt;Ърл Уорън&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;„Страхувам се от журналистите. Според мен, те дават интервюто за печат още преди да са се срещнали с мен. Сами си задават въпросите и сами си отговарят.“ — &lt;a href="http://bg.wikiquote.org/wiki/%D0%94%D0%B6%D0%B8%D0%BD%D0%B0_%D0%9B%D0%BE%D0%BB%D0%BE%D0%B1%D1%80%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B6%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B0" title="Джина Лолобриджида"&gt;Джина Лолобриджида&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-6770850133103681002?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6770850133103681002/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6770850133103681002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6770850133103681002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6770850133103681002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_14.html' title='Цитати на тема журналистика'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6705448789783195749</id><published>2007-06-11T15:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:38:20.393+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Цитати на тема учене и познание</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Тайната на вечната младост е да се учи всеки ден нещо ново" - Солон.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Учейки другите, човек учи и себе си" - Сенека.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Всеки ден, през който вие не сте попълнили своето образование, макар и с малко, но ново за вас късче знание, считайте безплодно и невъзвратимо изгубен за вас" - К. Станиславски.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Както плодородната почва не дава плодове без обработка, така и умът без просвещение остава безплоден" - Цицерон.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Образованието е това, което на мъдреца открива, а от глупеца скрива недостатъчността на неговите знания" - А. Бирс.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Учителят трябва да бъде търпелив като вол, добър като агне и телесно здрав като битолски просяк" - Хр. Ботев.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Образованието е съкровище, трудът - ключ към него" - П. Буаст.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Никога не е късно да се учим" - Т. Джеферсън.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Образованието трябва да бъде вярно, пълно, ясно и трайно" - Коменски.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Учение без размишление е безполезно, а размишление без учение - опасно" - Конфуциий.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Който не използва своя талант за образованието и усъвършенстването на хората, е или лош човек, или човек с ограничен във висша степен ум" - Г. Лихтенберг.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Великото изкуство да се научи много е да се започне с малко" - Джон Лок.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Хитрите хора презират учението, простите се прекланят пред него, мъдрите го използват" - Т. Маколей.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Колко много трябва да се научи, за да се знае малко!" - Монтескьо.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Откакто е открито книгопечатането, призовават просветата да царува, а царуват, за да поробят просветата" - Наполеон.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Учеността е единственото божествено и безсмъртно нещо у нас; най-големите преимущества, с които е надарена човешката природа, са разумът и речта" - Плутарх.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"По-добре да изучиш излишното, отколкото да не изучаваш нищо" - Сенека.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Докато си жив, учи. Не очаквай старостта да донесе със себе си мъдростта" - Солон.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Аз се опитах да размишлявам цял ден, но това се оказа по-малко полезно дори и от най-краткотрайно учение" - Сюн Цзе.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Задачата на учителя е да отваря вратите, а не да пробутва през тях учениците" - А. Шнабел.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Учението на младини е резба върху камък, на старини - чертеж върху пясък" - Талмуда.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-6705448789783195749?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6705448789783195749/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6705448789783195749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6705448789783195749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6705448789783195749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Цитати на тема учене и познание'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5389264602159413939</id><published>2007-05-29T15:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:45:38.276+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Разни'/><title type='text'>Оригинални</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwdFSMDtxI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oUzqeOAODbQ/s1600-h/Daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwdFSMDtxI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oUzqeOAODbQ/s320/Daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069959257131300626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwdASMDtwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/re6lZRNjDVw/s1600-h/Birth_Control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwdASMDtwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/re6lZRNjDVw/s320/Birth_Control.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069959171231954690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not single. I'm romantically challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add some variety to your sex life. use the other hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dijon Vu.  The feeling you've had this mustard before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I said "no" to drugs, but they didn't listen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your village called. Their idiot is missing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love is like a machine. Sometimes you need a nice screw to fix it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is a bitch. because if it was a slit it would be easy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlweXiMDtyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/KxghhsfD9SI/s1600-h/I_Am_Right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlweXiMDtyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/KxghhsfD9SI/s320/I_Am_Right.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069960670175541026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwcASMDtuI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bwHvj_M2oJU/s1600-h/A_Drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwcASMDtuI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bwHvj_M2oJU/s320/A_Drunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069958071720326882" 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/2477234772363726032-5389264602159413939?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5389264602159413939/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5389264602159413939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5389264602159413939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5389264602159413939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_5420.html' title='Оригинални'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlwdFSMDtxI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oUzqeOAODbQ/s72-c/Daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1070271336408745981</id><published>2007-05-26T17:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:47:52.520+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Цитати</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aко не умееш да говориш, научи се да мълчиш."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Рани един мъж, за да станеш жената на живота му."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Който е приятел на всички, не е приятел на никого."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Скромността е за тези, които нямат други качества."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Жената никога не забравя мъжа, който е можела да има, а мъжа никога не забравя жената, която не е могъл да има!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Мечтай, сякаш ще живееш вечно. Живей, сякаш ще умреш днес."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Има две житейски правила: Правило 1 - Не се тревожи за дреболии. Правило 2 - Всички неща са дреболии."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Опит е името, с което много хора наричат грешките си."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Умният човек не вярва на всичко което чуе, не казва всичко, което знае, и не харчи всичко което има."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Когато на хубав човек му е кофти това е блус, а когато на кофти човек му е хубаво това е чалга." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Някъде има някой, който мечтае за твоята усмивка и в твоето присъствие открива смисъла на живота си, така че когато си сам, помни това - някой, някъде мисли за теб"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"При секса е като при картите. Ако нямате добър партньор, трябва да имате добра ръка."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "Ако съдбата ти затваря вратата, влез през прозореца!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "Ако обичаш някого напиши името му в кръг, вместо в сърце, защото сърцата биват разбити, но кръговете се въртят вечно."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "Човек трябва да бъде достатъчно голям, за да признае грешките си, достатъчно умен, за да спечели от тях, и достатъчно силен, за да ги поправи."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "Работи, сякаш не ти трябват пари! Танцувай, сякаш никой не те гледа! Обичай, сякаш никога не си бил нараняван."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Тези, които носят светлина на другите, никога не остават на тъмно."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Надеждата ме води. Тя ме превежда през деня и особено през нощта. Надеждата, че след като се изгубиш от погледа ми, това няма да е последния път, когато ще те погледна."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "Настоящето е това, което минава неусетно покрай нас, докато премисляме миналото и се тревожим за бъдещето"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Един българин - хайдутин, двама българи - сговорна дружина, трима българи - чета с предател."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Сладкото не е така сладко без горчивото."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Как можеш да знаеш какво искаш, докато не получиш каквото искаш и не видиш дали ти харесва?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Най-голямото удоволствие не е сексът, а страстта, с която го правиш."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Ако беше сълза в очите ми, нямаше да плача никога повече, за да не те изгубя."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Никой не е перфектен, докато не се влюбиш в него!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Усмихвай се - това кара другите да се чудят какво си намислил!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"След като щастието ти зависи от това, което прави някой друг, явно наистина си имаш проблем."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Kогато всички мислят еднакво, значи никой не мисли достатъчно."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Don't let the sense of morals prevent you form doing what's right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Мъдър е този, който знае не много, а необходимото." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Есхил&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Най-голямото щастие  е да бъдеш ообичан заради самия теб или по-точно да си обичан въпреки теб." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;В. Юго&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Нещата не се променят. Човек просто променя начина, по който ги вижда. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Има три неща, които възрастните могат да научат от децата: да бъдат радостни без повод, винаги да са заети с нещо и да се стремят с всички сили към това, което желаят."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-1070271336408745981?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/1070271336408745981/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=1070271336408745981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1070271336408745981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/1070271336408745981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_26.html' title='Цитати'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-6049856717625940554</id><published>2007-05-26T17:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T17:43:11.868+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Collection of Fabulous Come-Back Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fastimpressions.com.au/images/main-graphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fastimpressions.com.au/images/main-graphic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Haven't we met before?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Yes, I'm the receptionist at the V.D. Clinic.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'So, wanna go back to my place?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'I'd really like to get into your pants.'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'No thanks. There's already one asshole in there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable rebuttal to a turn-down (used by the guy who used to live across the hall from me in residence) when he asked a girl to dance and she refused:&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Want to Dance?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'No, thank you.'&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Don't thank me, thank God because somebody asked you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'I'd like to call you. What's your number?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'It's in the phone book.'&lt;br /&gt;Man 'But I don't know your name.'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'That's in the phone book too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'So what do you do for a living?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Female impersonator.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'You know, I'd really love to travel to exotic places with you.'&lt;br /&gt;Woman (tries to ignore him)&lt;br /&gt;Man 'You know what? I also love sex. What do you say to that?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Hmmm...you really love sex and travel?'&lt;br /&gt;Man (nods his head smiling)&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Then go take a fuckin' hike!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the line I once heard in a movie. This guy was trying to pick up this girl, and she said to him, 'Can you pound a railroad spike through a 2x4 with your hard-on?' To which he merely shudders a negative. She says, 'Well, a girl's gotta have her standards.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?'&lt;br /&gt;(Would you like to go to bed with me tonight?)&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Je voudrais bien, mais je n'ai rien a porter.'&lt;br /&gt;(I would love to, but I have nothing to wear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What sign were you born under?&lt;br /&gt;A: No Parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy comes up to a girl and tells her some pick-up line.&lt;br /&gt;She grabs his crotch, looks down at it, looks back at him, and says, 'Sorry, I don't see any potential here' and nonchalantly walks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's one including the correct snappy return&lt;br /&gt;Man 'How do you like your eggs in the morning?'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'Unfertilized, fuck off!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing a pick-up line:&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'I like your approach, now let's see your departure.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girlfriend of mine once had a greying man in his 60's approach her in a club while she was in college with the line, 'Where have you been all my life?' She took one glance at him and said, 'For the first half of it, I probably wasn't born yet.'&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine came up with a very quick response over vacation. We were walking down the street and I glanced at a girl who had just walked by. She turned around and said to me, 'What are you looking at?' My friend, walking next to me came to the rescue, 'He thought you were good looking, but he was mistaken.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at college, a few friends were discussing how their 'passes' had been rejected by the intended female recipient. One of the ladies explained how she handled it once... When the guy, obviously getting irritated, blurted out something like, 'Hey, come on, we're both here at this bar for the same reason!' She responded, 'Yeah! Let's pick up some chicks!' He immediately blanched, and decided that maybe he would look someplace else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attractive young Woman was sitting at the bar, alone, when the lounge lizard made his move. 'I'm here,' he breathed huskily, 'to fulfil your every sexual fantasy.' The Woman turned and looked at him. Her lips parted and she moistened them with the tip of her tongue. She leaned toward him with her hands on her thighs, and her eyes opened to the size of dinner plates. She paused just a second and then delivered the crusher line, 'You've got a large donkey or Doberman?'&lt;br /&gt;'Sorry, I don't date outside my species.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Hey, baby, if you come home with me, I can show you a really good time.'&lt;br /&gt;Woman 'You know what your problem is? Your mouth is writing checks that your body can't cash.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-6049856717625940554?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/6049856717625940554/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=6049856717625940554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6049856717625940554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/6049856717625940554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/05/collection-of-fabulous-come-back-lines.html' title='A Collection of Fabulous Come-Back Lines'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-5619189617197232695</id><published>2007-05-24T16:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:03:10.594+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Bugger</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-Y3AsZ19Hc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-Y3AsZ19Hc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2477234772363726032-5619189617197232695?l=ivanapetrova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/feeds/5619189617197232695/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2477234772363726032&amp;postID=5619189617197232695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5619189617197232695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2477234772363726032/posts/default/5619189617197232695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivanapetrova.blogspot.com/2007/05/bugger.html' title='Bugger'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061118468400026978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/SwVA2wm5pqI/AAAAAAAADYQ/QbeV_iVoeTc/S220/IMG_4848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2477234772363726032.post-1672600593530723876</id><published>2007-05-24T15:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:56:15.071+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are the 16 rules to live by:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlWLXyMDttI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/DiTXQsQspgo/s1600-h/Islands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oE_OZ0d-ERw/RlWLXyMDttI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/DiTXQsQspgo/s400/Islands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068110196400961234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get and stay out of your comfort zone.&lt;/b&gt; I believe that not much happens of any significance when we're in our comfort zone. I hear people say, "But I'm concerned about security." My response to that is simple: "Security is for cadavers."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;2. Never give up.&lt;/b&gt; Almost nothing works the first time it's attempted. Just because what you're doing does not seem to be working, doesn't mean it won't work. It just means that it might not work the way you're doing it. If it was easy, everyone would be doing it, and you wouldn't have an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;3. When you're ready to quit, you're closer than you think.&lt;/b&gt; There's an old Chinese saying that I just love, and I believe it is so true. It goes like this: "The temptation to quit will be greatest just before you are about to succeed."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;4. With regard to whatever worries you, not only accept the worst thing that could happen, but make it a point to quantify what the worst thing could be.&lt;/b&gt; Very seldom will the worst consequence be anywhere near as bad as a cloud of "undefined consequences." My father would tell me early on, when I was struggling and losing my shirt trying to get Parsons Technology going, "Well, Robert, if it doesn't work, they can't eat you."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;5. Focus on what you want to have happen.&lt;/b&gt; Remember that old saying, "As you think, so shall you be."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;6. Take things a day at a time.&lt;/b&gt; No matter how difficult your situation is, you can get through it if you don't look too far into the future, and focus on the present moment. You can get through anything one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;7. Always be moving forward.&lt;/b&gt; Never stop investing. Never stop improving. Never stop doing something new. The moment you stop improving your organization, it starts to die. Make it your goal to be better each and every day, in some small way. Remember the Japanese concept of Kaizen. Small daily improvements eventually result in huge advantages.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;8. Be quick to decide.&lt;/b&gt; Remember what the Union Civil War general, Tecumseh Sherman said: "A good plan violently executed today is far and away better than a perfect plan tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;9. Measure everything of significance&lt;/b&gt;. I swear this is true. Anything that is measured and watched, improves.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;10. Anything that is not managed will deteriorate.&lt;/b&gt; If you want to uncover problems you don't know about, take a few moments and look closely at the areas you haven't examined for a while. I guarantee you problems will be there.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;11. Pay attention to your competitors, but pay more attention to what you're doing. &lt;/b&gt;When you look at your competitors, remember that everything looks perfect at a distance. Even the planet Earth, if you get far enough into space, looks like a peaceful place.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;12. Never let anybody push you around.&lt;/b&gt; In our society, with our laws and even playing field, you have just as much right to what you're doing as anyone else, provided that what you're doing is legal.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;13. Never expect life to be fair.&lt;/b&gt; Life isn't fair. You make your own breaks. You'll be doing good if the only meaning fair has to you, is something that you pay when you get on a bus (i.e., fare).&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;14. Solve your own problems.&lt;/b&gt; You'll find that by coming up with your own solutions, you'll develop a competitive edge. Masura Ibuka, the co-founder of SONY, said it best: "You never succeed in technology, business, or anything by following the others." There's also an old Asian saying that I remind myself of frequently. It goes like this: "A wise man keeps his own counsel."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;15. Don't take yourself too seriously.&lt;/b&gt; Lighten up. Often, at least half of what we accomplish is due to luck. None of us are in control as much as we like to think we are.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;16. There's always a reason to smile. Find it.&lt;/b&gt; After all, you're really lucky just to be alive. Life is short. More and more, I agree with my little brother. 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