<?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-2180583744344669897</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:18:14.462+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogu' lu' Tzone</title><subtitle type='html'>Aici nu veti gasi un blog...veti gasi opinia mea despre tot ce ne inconjoara!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-2271648083056042018</id><published>2011-05-25T01:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T01:04:43.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor...</title><content type='html'>Mi-e dor de mare. Mi-e dor de munte. Vreau sa plec la sfarsitul lui iunie la munte si la sfarsitul lui iulie la mare. Vreau sa vad maretiile Romaniei. Macar o parte din relieful nostru mai mentine frumusetea tarii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avem o tara rara. O frumusete cu peisaje de neuitat,cu munti,cu ape,cu rauri,cu mare,cu campii cat vezi cu ochii.&lt;br /&gt;Dar desigur,cand avem ceva prea frumos trebuie sa ne batem joc de el. Defrisari,incendii,gunoaie,exploatare ilegala. Nimicuri d-astea.&lt;br /&gt;Imi aduc aminte de un banc. "Candva Dumnezeu a creat Romania.Era atat de frumoasa incat S-a intrecut pe Sine. A spus ca tara asta este cu mult peste orice alta tara. Si atunci i-a creat pe romani." Daca stau bine sa ma gandesc,nu mi se pare un banc,mi se pare o vorba de duh,o vorba de tinut minte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa plec la Moeciu. Nu stiu daca cel de sus sau de jos,sau poate plec la Sinaia,sau Busteni,sau Predeal,sau Rasnov :). As merge oriunde. Nu pot sa zic ca am cutreierat tara asta,dar ce am vazut,m-a uimit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasov,Predeal,Busteni,Rasnov,Alba Iulia,Timisoara,Arieseni,Sibiu,Sinaia,Moeciu,Sarata Monteoru,Targoviste,Constanta,Costinesti,Mamaia si altele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de serile in care stateam la un foc de tabara,mi-e dor sa beau si sa dansez cu colegii de liceu,mi-e dor sa stam noaptea pe intuneric ca e furtuna afarah,mi-e dor sa inot,mi-e dor sa ma bronzez la mare,mi-e dor sa stau noptile in cluburi si sa critic cocalarii,mi-e dor sa rad cu pofta si cu lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-2271648083056042018?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/2271648083056042018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/mi-e-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2271648083056042018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2271648083056042018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/mi-e-dor.html' title='Mi-e dor...'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-7891886599824042062</id><published>2011-05-24T18:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:28:06.324+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Schimbare.</title><content type='html'>Am schimbat numele blogului ca sa fie mai comun,nu un titlu din acela filozofic :). Si am primit un mesaj prin care o sa fac un exchange de linkuri cu site-ul &lt;a href="http://allgamesonline.org/"&gt;Games Online&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate este si folositor intr-un fel si blogul acesta. Mai urmaresc cativa insi,dar usor usor ma las pagubas. Dar voi mai incerca sa fiu alaturi de acei oameni care ma intreaba de ce nu mai postez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-7891886599824042062?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/7891886599824042062/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/schimbare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7891886599824042062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7891886599824042062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/schimbare.html' title='Schimbare.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-1903993540727501349</id><published>2011-05-18T00:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:51:37.901+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuvinte in minte....</title><content type='html'>Furie,gelozie,iubire,durere,nervi,egoism,romantism,bautura,prieteni,dnb,vama veche,singuratate,bani,munca,oboseala,sictir,somn,nesomn,viata,mare,costinesti,glume,muzica,consola,razbunare,noroc,ghinion,liceu,colegi,amintiri,tabara,excursii,baute,grecia,club,sandwich,croaziera,iacht,zippo,mare,limpede,soare,bronz,ray ban,volei,sex,gol,viteza,dans,transpiratie,vodka,mere,ochelari,noapte,stele,caldura,profesori,dor,sport,profa de sport,baschet,meci,victorie,pierdere,distractie,plans,ras,narghilea,krishna,valea regilor,reuniune,lipscani,colege,colegi,biliard,mult biliard,florin,prieteni buni,colegi de banca,banchet a 12a,glume,roluri,directoarea,apa,iubire,nisip,barca,masaj,mare,dig,poze,petrecere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franturi din minte,rupturi din suflet,crapaturi in inima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-1903993540727501349?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-6292261079613622819</id><published>2011-05-14T20:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:19:12.122+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Arenele Romane</title><content type='html'>SUB FOCUS tonight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-6292261079613622819?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/6292261079613622819/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/arenele-romane.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6292261079613622819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6292261079613622819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/arenele-romane.html' title='@ Arenele Romane'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-9157735008414296543</id><published>2011-05-10T01:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:37:39.900+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revin</title><content type='html'>Iar am avut o pauza mare fara scris.Stau si ma gandesc cat am de munca acum. Am plecat de la vanzare de la covrigarie si acum lucrez cu tata la fast-food-ul pe care o sa il deschidem in piata Minis din Titan. Ore intregi de munca. De fapt, daca stau sa ma gandesc bine, daca pun totul cap la cap am zile intregi de munca,nu ore. Pune gresie,fa instalatia electrica,fa instalatia de apa,fa instalatia de gaze,muta si aranjeaza utilaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar tot raul inspre bine. Poate o sa mearga bine si o sa faca bani. Timpul preseaza dar o sa fie bine...sper.&lt;br /&gt;Urasc faptul ca trebuie sa fiu supus la un program de peste 12 ore,dar nu am ce face :).&lt;br /&gt;Acum ies ca trebuie sa ma culc,ca maine iar am de munca.&lt;br /&gt;Noapte buna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-9157735008414296543?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/9157735008414296543/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/revin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/9157735008414296543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/9157735008414296543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/revin.html' title='Revin'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-2788022733520034246</id><published>2011-05-02T01:25:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:33:09.316+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dota.</title><content type='html'>De doua seri mi-am gasit o activitate. Stau cu baietii din cartier de la mine pe Skype si jucam Dota impreuna. Pentru necunoscatori este o harta din Warcraft 3 The Frozen Throne. Este un joc de logica mai mult,nu trebuie sa dai cu toporul,sabia,ciocanul sau ce ai in adversari. Suntem 5 insi care jucam, din care 4 isi bat capu' cu mine ca eu nu prea ma prind de joc ca sunt incepator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea de baza. Doua echipe,doua rase Scourge si Sentinel,se poate juca de la 1 vs 1 pana la 5 vs 5. Iti alegi caracterul din 104 eroi sau poti juca modul random,unde eroul iti este ales aleatoriu. Trebuie sa ajungi in baza rasei opuse si sa distrugi un pom(la Sentinel) sau un tron cu un rege inghetat(la Scourge).&lt;br /&gt;Sunt o groaza de combinatii de eroi,de vraji de item-uri.&lt;br /&gt;Eroii sunt bazati pe 3 avantaje,ca sa le zic asa, Strenght(putere),Agility(agilitate) si Inteligence(inteligenta).Cam penibil sa traduc aceste chestii,dar in fine. In functie de fiecare avantaj un erou poate deveni tanc sau un fel de back-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screenshots:&lt;br /&gt;Eroii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="310" src="http://arpagic.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/dota.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gameplay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.gamerbase.com/files/inlineimages/2010/7537-dota_nvm02b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://gamespotworld.com/wp-content/images/sfrbpxavnflio7yjffc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerintele pentru acest joc sunt foarte mici respectiv :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #080808; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;* 400 MHz Pentium II or equivalent, or a 400 MHz G3 processor or better.&lt;br /&gt;* Windows 98, Windows ME, Windows 2000, or Windows XP. Warcraft III requires Mac OS® 9.0 or higher, or Mac OS X® 10.1.3 or higher&lt;br /&gt;* Warcraft III requires 128 MB of RAM. Virtual Memory should be enabled on computers running pre-Mac OS X versions of the Mac OS®.&lt;br /&gt;* A keyboard and mouse are required.&lt;br /&gt;* A hard drive with at least 550 MB of free space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 8MB 3D video card (TNT, i810, Voodoo 3, Rage 128 equivalent or better) with DirectX 8.1 support. For Mac OS® systems, a video card consisting of an ATI Technologies or nVidia chipset with at least 16 MB of memory is required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #080808; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;(COPYRIGHT www.dotastrategy.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #080808; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai multe detalii si intructiuni pentru a juca : &lt;a href="http://www.playdota.com/"&gt;www.playdota.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apropo, DOTA = Defense Of The Ancients&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-2788022733520034246?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/2788022733520034246/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/dota.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2788022733520034246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2788022733520034246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/05/dota.html' title='Dota.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3658854671363755123</id><published>2011-04-30T00:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:40:26.541+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fie roata si patrata .. tot se-nvarte ea o data!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea persoane pe care le-am auzit "O sa se intoarca roata."&lt;br /&gt;Dupa parerea mea, e un fel de justitie naturala. Daca faci ceva rau, o sa ti se intoarca candva si tie, poate nu imediat, dar in momentul in care te doare cel mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt razbunatoare, asa ca de fiecare data cand cineva imi face vreun rau sau cand nu imi merge bine, gandesc asa.&lt;br /&gt;Mi s-a intamplat de cateva ori insa sa platesc prea scump pentru o greseala infima.&lt;br /&gt;Oare daca am realiza ce urmari pot avea actiunile noastre, am impiedica suferinta ce ne asteapta dupa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rux.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3658854671363755123?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3658854671363755123/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/fie-roata-si-patrata-tot-se-nvarte-ea-o.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3658854671363755123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3658854671363755123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/fie-roata-si-patrata-tot-se-nvarte-ea-o.html' title='Fie roata si patrata .. tot se-nvarte ea o data!'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-57481219695188899</id><published>2011-04-30T00:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:08:14.551+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the change?</title><content type='html'>Am incercat, timp de cateva secunde, sa imi imaginez cum ar fi fost traseul vietii mele daca nu ar fi intervenit ceva anume, o persoana, un eveniment, placut sau neplacut. Probabil ar fi fost altfel, sigur ar fi fost altfel. Poate atunci viata mi s-ar fi schimbat, poate as fi reusit sa trec peste barierele psihice, poate as fi altfel.&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare din noi am trait diferite intamplari care ne-au schimbat directia, sau care ne-au determinat sa urmam alta cale decat cea initiala. Totul se intampla cu un scop, si de cele mai multe ori ne concentram sa rezolvam problema, nu sa aflam de ce a aparut.&lt;br /&gt;E greu sa incercam sa facem altfel decat suntem obisnuiti, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rux.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-57481219695188899?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/57481219695188899/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-incercat-timp-de-cateva-secunde-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/57481219695188899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/57481219695188899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-incercat-timp-de-cateva-secunde-sa.html' title='Is it the change?'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3090837432189584734</id><published>2011-04-28T01:08:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:18:38.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pauza.</title><content type='html'>Am avut o pauza de cand nu am mai scris. Nici nu stiu de ce nu am mai scris,dar parca am vrut o pauza. Am facut o "combinatie" la munca si sunt liber de sambata de dinainte de Paste,pana marti nu saptamana asta,cealalta. Si cred ca asta a fost cauza. Vreau pauza :). Au trecut si sarbatorile pascale,m-am umflat cu drob si oua. Am iesit duminica afara si orasul era inchis. Parca eram intr-un loc parasit. Putina lume era aici in zona cartierului Berceni,nu stiu cum a fost in centru. Dar din partea asta,oras parca era gol. Toate magazinele inchise,soarele batea puternic si lumea nu era pe strazi. Si acum desigur,lumea plangea pana la ziua de salariu. Nimeni nu mai are bani,nimeni nu prea mai iese,poate la o tabla in parc sau la un sah. Un poker la cineva acasa ar merge acum.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pauza aceasta mi se pare cu dus si intors. De ce? Pentru ca e bine sa stai intr-un mini concediu,t odihnesti,nu stai cu grija de maine ca te duci la munca,dar si ce e mult strica. Dupa concediu,in care te obisnuiesti cu acea viata usoara,in care t trezesti la 12-1-2,mananci,te speli,iesi afara,t intorci,mananci,stai pe net si te culci,nu mai ai nici cel mai mic chef de munca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu lucrez 12 ore,2 zile cu 2 zile si credeti-ma ca este cea mai buna modalitate de munca...tragi tare 2 zile,dar si 2 zile stai "cu burta la soare".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consecventa ma omoara,pauza mai rau,dar incerc sa scriu in continuare. Imi face placere,nu o fac de dragul de a auzi pe cineva "Bai,ce frumos scrii pe blog!" sau "De ce naiba iti pierzi timpul?Oricum nu te citeste nimeni!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noapte buna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3090837432189584734?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3090837432189584734/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/pauza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3090837432189584734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3090837432189584734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/pauza.html' title='Pauza.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-4035214817198253107</id><published>2011-04-24T16:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:54:55.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soarele parjoleste asfaltul de Bucuresti.Oamenii misuna,simt nevoia de miscare,de a se consuma. Aceste iesiri ma obosesc numai privindu-i. Tac si incerc sa fiu indiferent. Dar ma impunge in coaste. Deodata simt si eu nevoia sa ies. Sa ies si sa fac ce? Sa ma plimb degeaba,sa cheltui bani,sa stau intr-un parc pe o banca,sa stau la un colt de bloc si sa mananc seminte? Cred ca suna ok,oricum in casa nu am ce sa fac. Va las,ies afara,trebuie sa fac ceva,trebuie sa ies din casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-4035214817198253107?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/4035214817198253107/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/soarele-parjoleste-asfaltul-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/4035214817198253107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/4035214817198253107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/soarele-parjoleste-asfaltul-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3892617613305198063</id><published>2011-04-24T16:42:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:55:16.608+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just listen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KjS7djkCHTI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma intreb daca vom realiza ce zice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3892617613305198063?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3892617613305198063/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3892617613305198063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3892617613305198063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-listen.html' title='Just listen.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KjS7djkCHTI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-1370615104911375456</id><published>2011-04-24T16:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:55:46.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 la suta salveaza vieti. Toata campania.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(148, 15, 4); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://tudorchirila.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-la-suta-salveaza-vieti-toata-campania.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andreea si Bogdan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oWbYHu97LyA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula si Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Re6DbJ-0dDQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabral si Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mJ6Pp5xLOhQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra si Bogdan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JNYoaPT3qIs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana si Virgil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-sl0jn5GVS0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudor si Leonard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n54pETbL-M4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca mesajul acestor copii va sensibilizeaza, dati filmuletele mai departe. Pe Facebook, Twitter, bloguri sau ce alte mijloace aveti. Si, mai ales, completati &lt;a href="http://ebookbrowse.com/formular-230-salveaza-vieti-pdf-d92705611" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;formularul 230&lt;/a&gt; si redirectionati cei 2%.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COPYRIGHT   BED FOR LOVE blogul lui Tudor Chirila.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tzone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-1370615104911375456?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/1370615104911375456/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-la-suta-salveaza-vieti-toata-campania.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1370615104911375456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1370615104911375456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-la-suta-salveaza-vieti-toata-campania.html' title='2 la suta salveaza vieti. Toata campania.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oWbYHu97LyA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-6516952751020742012</id><published>2011-04-20T23:39:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:06:40.880+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Popularitatea si celebritatea.</title><content type='html'>Am observat in ultimul timp ca in mass media se "uita" intentionat unele subiecte critice pentru tara noastra,dar,in schimb, avem probleme importante de rezolvat cum ar fii sa aflam daca Moni si-a recuperat-o p Irinuca sau daca Zavo il baga pe Pepe dupa gratii sau pe unde mai danseaza Daniela Crudu sau Bianca lu' Bote.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oameni buni...voi chiar urmariti rahaturile astea,ca sa nu folosesc limbaj vulgar? Voi chiar sunteti atenti la aceste lucruri? Pe atentia si pe mentalitatea noastra isi fac ei banii. Se uita fraierii la noi cum facem un scandal de 2 lei jumate la televizor,cum dam din fese la barile din Princess,Fratelli,Bellagio si Bamboo si gata. Si mai aud...Bai frate,am fost aseara in Bellagio,bai nene stii cum se rupea in dans Bianca?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deja nu mai trebuie sa pomenim numele de familie sau emisiunea unde frecventeaza. Suntem familiari cu aceste persoane care inainte erau niste oameni din societate. Iertati-mi indiscretia dar Bianca Dragusanu = sani Daniela Crudu = sani Monica exColumbeanu = Iubire adevarata pentru un nene batranel plin de bani (pe dracu') Laurette = sex cu un norocos la loto si multe alte personaje ale showbiz-ului romanesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceea ce ma intriga cel mai rau este scandalul Irinel versus Moni. Toata acea dragoste de mama este o fatada nenorocita pentru a obtine averea. Irinel este batranel.Candva o sa se duca si el si averea ii revine fetei,care cel mai probabil va fii minora(poate se incapataneaza Irinel sa mai traiasca inca vreo 15-16 ani ca habar n-am cati ani are aia mica) si averea va fii restituita tutorelui legal si anume mama si anume Moni. Concluzia nu cred ca e greu de tras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al doilea scandal...De ce ne-ar interesa pe noi daca Pepe si Oana divorteaza? Si ca Oana i-a golit casa? Si ca Pepe vrea sa o vada la puscarie si ca Oana,la fel,vrea sa il vada pe Pepe la puscarie si ca Oana sa impacata cu mama? Nu pe bune oameni buni...chiar suntem manipulati de aceste lucruri? Sincer,imi pare rau ca pot sa scriu despre aceste lucruri. Asta arata ca eu involuntar sunt atent la aceste mega-stiri de top. Ce mai, breaking news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spaga de la vami,promisiunile lui Boc,schimbul de ministri ca schimbul de ciorapi,alegerile,criza financiara,razboiul din Libia...astea sunt pe plan secund?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu cred ca suntem chiar atat de limitati,sincer. Suntem un popor destept,inventiv. Cu ocazia acestui lucru va invit sa dati click pe acest &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCf8NWJ8kzA"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; sa vedeti ce era candva Romania si in ultimii 20 de ani,va invit sa imi spuneti cine s-a mai remarcat ca acesti oameni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-6516952751020742012?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/6516952751020742012/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/popularitate-si-celebritatea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6516952751020742012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6516952751020742012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/popularitate-si-celebritatea.html' title='Popularitatea si celebritatea.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-1583576800827123140</id><published>2011-04-19T01:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:46:07.365+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Timpul.</title><content type='html'>Trecerea timpului ne omoara. Si la propriu si la figurat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timpul este ceva abstract,trece si nu il simtim. Intotdeauna in miscare,ne lasa balta si sunt momente oricat de banale de care,pur si simplu nu ne vom mai lovi. Cum ar fii acest articol pe blog. Nu o sa mai scriu aceleasi cuvinte,nu o sa mai trec pe alte pagini in acelasi timp ce scriu pe blog. In decembrie schimb prefixul si fac 20 de ani. Ma simt batran...trecut prin chestii pe care nu ar fii trebuit sa le trec la varsta asta. Am senzatia ca eu car greutatile familiei. Tata este operat si nu poate ridica greutati,mama este bolnava de inima,bunica are probleme cu picioarele,bunicul se vaita de mijloc si de picioare. Am senzatie ca intr-o clipita pot sa ii pierd. Vreau sa ii ajut,dar ma simt obosit cateodata. Trece timpul si vad ca nu pot sa ii ajut asa cum vreau eu. Vreau sa ii am eu in spinare,nu ei p mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa trece pietrele raman. Asa raman si supararile,amintirile,clipele frumoase,clipele care te-au ranit candva. As da orice sa mai imi traiesc viata inca o data...la fel,identica. Nu vreau schimbari. Vreau liceul inapoi. A trecut timpul repede si am senzatia ca nu sunt trecut prin toate lucrurile liceului. Vreau sa fiu exmatriculat,vreau sa fiu olimpic pe tara,vreau sa am record la absente,vreau sa fiu sef de promotie,vreau sa cunosc tot liceul,vreau sa nu ma stie nimeni. Vreau multe...vrem multe...dar ideea de baza...timpul nu ne asteapta si nu se intoarce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-1583576800827123140?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/1583576800827123140/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/timpul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1583576800827123140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1583576800827123140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/timpul.html' title='Timpul.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-9052927404121849724</id><published>2011-04-18T00:31:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T00:39:40.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Proiectul Venus.</title><content type='html'>Cititi aici. Cred ca suna destul de interesant daca sunteti open-mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proiectulvenus.ro/"&gt;http://www.proiectulvenus.ro/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urmariti filmele Zeitgeist,cititi despre Proiectul Venus si observati oamenii care gandesc dincolo de ce ne inconjoara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-9052927404121849724?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/9052927404121849724/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/proiectul-venus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/9052927404121849724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/9052927404121849724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/proiectul-venus.html' title='Proiectul Venus.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-2524376983463892248</id><published>2011-04-17T00:48:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:56:42.794+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What it takes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIZM9guWM5M/TaoPNbo1c4I/AAAAAAAAABA/WM3HzlyrKOc/s1600/361161401_9dda11800c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIZM9guWM5M/TaoPNbo1c4I/AAAAAAAAABA/WM3HzlyrKOc/s320/361161401_9dda11800c_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596302210393011074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It takes a road to go nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.&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/2180583744344669897-2524376983463892248?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/2524376983463892248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-it-takes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2524376983463892248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2524376983463892248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-it-takes.html' title='What it takes'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIZM9guWM5M/TaoPNbo1c4I/AAAAAAAAABA/WM3HzlyrKOc/s72-c/361161401_9dda11800c_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-6455550637713405026</id><published>2011-04-16T23:31:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:01:27.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viciile normale...si unul anormal?</title><content type='html'>Viciul = &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt; Obișnuință anormală nedirijată de voință și de rațiune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Viciul te distruge incet incet. Depinde de ce viciu ai. Te poate distruge fizic,dar mai ales psihic. Dar acest viciu,oricare ar fii el,este o libertate pe care ne-o asumam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tigarile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cel mai intalnit viciu. Este un virus care usor,usor ne slabeste organismul,iar uneori chiar il distruge definitiv. Multa lume fumeaza,raul nu se intaleaza instant insa consecintele se resimt dupa un anumit timp,depinzand de rezistenta si sistemul imunitar al organismului. Poate gresesc,dar din cate observ,acum tigarile sunt "cool",pustanii de 12-13 ani ii vezi cu tigarea in gura. De ce? Pentru ca si colegul/fratele/parintii/prietena/prietenul fumeaza. Totul incepe din curiozitate,sunt de parere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drogurile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un alt viciu mult mai distrugator decat tigarile,insa nu la fel de raspandit. Un drog prima oara te relaxeaza,a doua oara incepe sa iti placa,a treia oara cand cumperi...trebuie sa iti dea de gandit. E distractia sau nevoia? Bineinteles,nu sunt absurd sa zic ca orice este denumit drog este letal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marijuana,hasis,ketamina,ecstasy nu sunt absolut letale(depinde de cantitate). Cocaina,heroina,metamfetamina sunt foarte daunatoare chiar si in cantitati mici. Dar nici drogurile nu afiseaza dezastrul instant(numai in cazul in care esti lacom si faci supradoza).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casino-ul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un viciu care nu atenteaza la sanatate direct,dar afecteaza buzunarul foarte direct. Orice joc de noroc este proiectat in asa fel sa nu ajute omul care joaca. Sansele de a iesi in castig sunt mici,insa nu degeaba li se spune jocuri de noroc. Ca sunt sloturi,ca e ruleta,ca e blackjack(excluzand geniile care pot sa numere cartile),tot jocuri de noroc sunt. Cum te afecteaza? Psihic. Te distruge psihic pentru minutele/orele in care,pur si simplu,joci pe bani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le-am scriu pe cele mai intalnite. Desigur,cu aceeasi putere de distrugere,numaram internetul,calculatorul,alcoolul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se spune ca orice lucru de care devii dependent este considerat viciu(bine zis Rux!),dar in fond ce inseamna viciul? De ce avem vicii?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parerea mea...simtim nevoia sa fim dependenti de ceva,de orice,dar numai sa fim dependenti.Suntem creati sa depindem de ceva,ceva care sa ne asigure o siguranta,un ceva care ne va fii mereu alaturi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa spun un lucru periculos,asta doar pentru credinciosi? Consider ca si Dumnezeu este un viciu. Daca nu ar fii El in care sa se creada,nu am avea credinta,am fii tulburati si dezamagiti ca nu are nimeni grija de noi. Cand suntem copii,ii avem pe parinti si pe bunici. Cei care ne au in grija,ne vegheaza. Batranii nu mai au pe nimeni. Subconstientul dicteaza dependenta de a depinde de cineva sau ceva. Observati ca majoritatea batranilor sunt foarte credinciosi? Au nevoie de cineva superior care sa le spuna,sau doar sa le dea senzatia ca le este alaturi si ca o sa fie bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tzone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-6455550637713405026?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/6455550637713405026/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/viciile-normalesi-unul-anormal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6455550637713405026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/6455550637713405026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/viciile-normalesi-unul-anormal.html' title='Viciile normale...si unul anormal?'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-2646557228968542714</id><published>2011-04-15T23:00:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:06:54.242+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minunatul meu catel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cainele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Cel mai bun prieten al omului.&lt;br /&gt;Acum o luna, mi-am pierdut cel mai bun prieten. De ce cel mai bun prieten, un caine?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca este alaturi de tine mereu, la bine sau la greu.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu este invidios pe fericirea ta, ci este si el implinit.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca atunci cand esti trist, e singurul care se aseaza langa tine si plange odata cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca este singura fiinta care te iubeste neconditionat, fara sa ceara nimic in schimb.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca, chiar daca l-ai certat sau abandonat, el nu te judeca si se intoarce la tine.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca te va proteja mereu doar pentru simplul fapt ca il ai langa tine.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu te poate rani niciodata asa cum fac oamenii.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt capabili de acea iubire pura, de care oamenii nu sunt si nu vor fi niciodata capabili.&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate acestea, nu poti sa ceri prea multe si sa nu dai nimic in schimb.&lt;br /&gt;Un caine inseamna si responsabilitate, asa ca, pe langa faptul ca trebuie sa il speli, sa il plimbi, sa ai grija de sanatatea lui, sa-i oferi un culcus confortabil, trebuie sa ii si arati ca il iubesti. Ti-o intoarce inzecit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul pe care l-am iubit cel mai mult, singurul care m-a ajutat sa trec prin momente grele, facandu-ma sa uit de probleme.&lt;br /&gt;Un suflet pe care nu il voi uita niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Inca sunt egoista, ma intreb de ce a trebuit sa ma paraseasca, de ce nu a mai putut sta langa mine macar putin.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a tinut de urat in lunile lungi si grele, in zilele cand am fost singura. A dormit langa mine si m-a pazit de vise rele.&lt;br /&gt;Si imi spunea ca ma iubeste .. cu maraitul lui adanc, atunci cand nici nu mai credeam ca mai exista iubire pe lume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de el, de cainele meu, de prietenul meu care m-a aparat de hoti. Si tot nu ma pot obisnui fara prezenta lui, fara ca el sa ma astepte acasa si sa-mi spuna cu maraitul lui ca ma iubeste asa cum nu m-a iubit vreun om vreodata.&lt;br /&gt;Cand eram mai mica, exista desenul acela cu "All dogs go to Heaven." Daca exista un Rai al cainilor, stiu cu siguranta ca el este acolo si ma pazeste. Chiar daca fizic nu mai e, inca ii simt prezenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dogs have a way of finding the people who need them, filling an emptiness we don't even know we have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-2646557228968542714?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/2646557228968542714/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/minunatul-meu-catel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2646557228968542714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2646557228968542714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/minunatul-meu-catel.html' title='Minunatul meu catel'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-495789124279777851</id><published>2011-04-15T22:54:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:35:39.575+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Romania.Bucuresti.</title><content type='html'>Privesc pe strada,privesc in jur. Strazi sunt pline de gropi ca stim pe cine sa alegem sa ne guverneze. Soferii se plang de sosele,se plang de pretul benzinei dar traficul este insuportabil. Mentalitatea este distrusa,sau poate asta trebuie sa credem. Sunt adeptul "legendei" conducerii mondiale. Chiar cred ca sunt unii oameni care sunt plini de bani,plini de influenta,plini de relatii care pun totul cap la cap. Nu cred ca totul merge asa de rau sau,eventual,de bine de la sine. In Romania se vorbeste de criza financiara,de recesiune,de iesire din criza,de scadere economica,de datorii la FMI,de guvernul Boc si de capitanul Basescu si de faptul ca acestia ne-au adus intr'o prapastie economica. Pensii reduse,salarii reduse,TVA crescut,taxe si impozite adaugate. Proteste,miting-uri,defilari,greve. Sindicalisti in strada,pensionari in strada,profesori in strada,muncitori in strada...Romania in strada. Concluzia? Totul se rezuma la bani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar oare privim cu adevarat ce se intampla? Nu degeaba am spus ca traficul este insuportabil.Nu degeaba observ marcile de masini foarte ieftine precum BMW,Mercedes,Audi,Porsche,Bentley,Rolls Royce,Ferrari,Lamborghini pe strazile din Bucuresti. Bucurestiul este o capitala europeana,Bucurestiul este supranumit Micul Paris. Mai merita titlul acesta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citeam in ziar despre un traseu pe care il vor urma niste straini. Si aratau imagini din ce vor vedea,traseu stabilit de primarie. Vor vedea cersetori la orice colt de bloc,vor vedea statui mutate(ca daca nu avem,macar sa le mutam de colo colo),vor vedea cum romanul distruge un fost cimitir pentru a face o parcare subterana. Parcare subterana pentru ca suntem in plina criza economica. Parcare pentru ca plangem cand pretul benzinei creste cu 10 bani.Parcare pentru ca pe zi ce trece mai apare un bolid in Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi putem face ceva pe spinarea noastra? Pasajul Basarab este inca in constructie. Coordonator de baza un spaniol. Stadionul National Lia Manoliu,care se va numi National Arena este inca in constructie. Coordonator de baza un neamt. De ce nu sunt romani? Noi nu suntem in stare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O zona foarte foarte populata,cu peste 800 de terase/pub-uri/club-uri/cafenele ar fii zona Lipscani cunoscut ca Centrul Vechi sau Centrul Istoric. Primul cutremur de peste 5 grade,cade tot. S-au gandit sa inceapa lucrarile de consolidare la Teatrul National,din fericire. Dar,in schimb, se face un pasaj totul inutil peste dambovita pe soseaua Vacaresti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt giurgiuvean,dar locuiesc de 5 ani in Bucuresti. Repet. Bucuresti capitala europeana. In Giurgiu,o curatenie impecabila,Bucurestiul,iertati-mi expresia...o ghena de gunoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multe lucruri trebuiesc privite in detaliu,pentru a-ti da seama de unde traiesti. Multe lucruri trebuiesc analizate si gandite logic pentru a avea un oras frumos si util si sa fim mandri ca traim in el. Dar poate ca lacomia distruge totul. Sau poate ca totul este de asa natura gandit incat sa fie aceasta gandire pe dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noapte buna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-495789124279777851?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/495789124279777851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/romaniabucuresti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/495789124279777851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/495789124279777851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/romaniabucuresti.html' title='Romania.Bucuresti.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-5322871752483361226</id><published>2011-04-15T22:44:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:58:52.685+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scurta descriere.</title><content type='html'>"Colega" mea,ca sa zic asa este cam timida,sa zicem. Mi-a spus ca nu ii place sa se autodescrie si mi-a zis sa ii fac eu o descriere. Bun. Zis si facut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cheama Ruxandra si este clasa a 12a(o bantuie bacul). Este o bruneta foarte amuzanta si uneori rautacioasa. Hobby-uri...trebuie sa ma gandesc. Plimbari lungi,cumparaturi,barfa,secretele. Este o persoana rabdatoare,stie sa asculte si stie sa se faca ascultata. Este placuta in conversatii. Defecte..hmm..rautacioasa(doar cand vrea). Alte lucruri le va spune ea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-5322871752483361226?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/5322871752483361226/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/scurta-descriere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/5322871752483361226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/5322871752483361226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/scurta-descriere.html' title='Scurta descriere.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-7517437798003584468</id><published>2011-04-14T23:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:49:44.285+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scuze.</title><content type='html'>Imi cer scuze ca nu am mai scris. Sincer,am avut momente in care eram foarte obosit,am avut momente in care chiar nu aveam chef sa scriu,altele in care chiar nu aveam inspiratie. In fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observati ca am schimbat fundalul. Ma saturasem de acel verde intepator. Cand l-am facut prima oara,verdele nu l-am pus degeaba,daca ma intelegeti,dar ma saturasem de acea culoare. Am gasit acest sablon si l-am pus pentru simplul fapt ca vroiam o schimbare,ceva care sa ma atraga sa citesc. Imi place sa imi citesc posturile,nu am multi cititori,de fapt am 2-3,dar nu scriu pentru cititori. Fine,stiti povestea ca scriu pentru mine nu pentru altcineva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doua noutate care am sa o spun este aceea ca se adauga un "moderator" de blog. Am de gand sa imi impart blogul cu o prietena,mai exact o confidenta de a mea. Si vom scrie amandoi de acum incolo.&lt;br /&gt;Ea isi va face descrierea si ulterior vom modifica si pagina de Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa scriu de acum in fiecare seara. Noapte buna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-7517437798003584468?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/7517437798003584468/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/scuze.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7517437798003584468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7517437798003584468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/scuze.html' title='Scuze.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-2540661612696184872</id><published>2011-04-05T23:46:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:56:47.450+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fara...</title><content type='html'>Cateodata as vrea sa dispar...Sa nu mai exist,dar sa se stie ca am fost candva. De ce as vrea lucrul acesta? Pentru a observa cine isi da interesul,cine ma cauta,cine ma vrea inapoi,cine zice "Slava Domnului" ca nu mai sunt.&lt;br /&gt;Am senzatie ca sunt foarte multi prieteni falsi,oameni care vor ceva mereu,oameni care nu apreciaza omul pana cand nu ii ofera ce are nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;Stau si observ asta in fiecare seara cand ma intorc de la munca sau pur si simplu intru pe messenger. Am foarte multe persoane in lista,dar daca vorbesc cu 6 persoane constant e bine. Ceilalti ce mai vor? Ceilalti de ce nu ma cauta? Pentru ca nu au nevoie de mine,nu vor sa vorbeasca cu mine sau pur si simplu nu au tangente cu mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca si eu fac asa,poate ca noi toti facem asa,dar uneori treaba asta ma pune pe ganduri. Suntem chiar atat de indeferenti? Suntem chiar atat de egoisti? Suntem chiar atat de materialisti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alte intrebari la care nu am raspuns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-2540661612696184872?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/2540661612696184872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/fara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2540661612696184872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/2540661612696184872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/fara.html' title='Fara...'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3549173602014743513</id><published>2011-04-04T23:49:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:05:17.358+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Parintii.</title><content type='html'>Vreau sa scriu despre parinti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns la o varsta in care realizez ce inseamna cu adevarat parintii,cum trebuie sa ii respectam,sa ii iubim,sa fim alaturi de ei. Ei sunt cei mai importanti oameni din viata noastra,viata copiilor. Ascult "Ruga pentru parinti" si vocea lui Hrusca,pur si simplu,ma unge pe suflet. Am ambii parinti,Slava Domnului,nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce s-ar intampla daca as pierde unul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama,femeia care ne-a dat viata,care ne iubeste,care in orice moment si-ar pune inima inainte glontului,pentru copilul lor.&lt;br /&gt;Tatal,barbatul care ar face crima pentru copilul lor. Pur si simplu,mintea nu va mai reactiona normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acesti oameni care si-ar dat viata pentru noi,nu vom mai intalni in veci,oameni care sa ne iubeasca necontenit,care sa ne ingrijeasca fara sa ceara nimic in schimb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma inec in cuvinte,am pauze lungi,ascult melodia si lacrimile curg neastamparate pe obraji.&lt;br /&gt;Noi copii,caci mereu vom fii copii atata timp cat vom avea parinti,suntem egoisti,suntem o generatie nesimtita. Indraznim sa tipam la ei,sa le iesim din cuvant,sa ascundem lucruri de ei. Ei...se supara,se intristeaza putin si pe urma le trece. Dar...de fiecare data cand se intampla aceste lucruri,ei insisi se sting cate putin,ajung sa fie vlaguiti,insa iubire este la fel de puternica in orice moment al vietii lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Au platit cu viata lor&lt;br /&gt;Ale fiilor erori&lt;br /&gt;Doamne fa-i nemuritori&lt;br /&gt;Pe parintii care mor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orice moment in care i-am suparat,orice moment in care s-au intristat,orice moment in care i-am dezamagit...ne va trece prin fata ochilor in clipa cand ei nu vor mai fii...Bucurati-va de ei,bucurati-va alaturi de ei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu i-am dezamagit de curand...o sa duc acest regret cu mine in mormant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3549173602014743513?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3549173602014743513/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/parintii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3549173602014743513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3549173602014743513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/parintii.html' title='Parintii.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-7494723249561836507</id><published>2011-04-03T23:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:07:11.833+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Liceul...</title><content type='html'>Am terminat liceul in vara lui 2010. Si acum cateva zile ma gandeam sa scriu cam ce imi vine in minte despre liceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kretzulescu,directa Dinescu,Ierulescu,Profa Cristina,fumoar,Aida,sport,baschet,ping pong,arbitru la ping pong,excursii,Diham,Valea cu brazi,ATV,ube,Koko,Guritsa,Golanu,verde,bong,betie,colegi,biliard,cafea la Mc,chiul,olimpiade,concursuri,premii,grecia,clipe de neuitat,iubire colegiala,iubire adevarat,ras,plans,sex,firma de exercitiu,director general,nazbatii,exmatriculare,consiliu profesoral,craciun,nota la purtare,motivat absente,concerte folk,balul bobocilor,balul de absolvire,bacalaureat,grupul de serviciu,codecs,debate,belgieni,francezi,concurenta,colegialitate,diriga Simionescu,corijent la matematica,poker,table,whist,muzica,mamaie,ragaitul fetelor,pozele de sfarsit de liceu,uniforma,robele de absolvire,aruncatul palariilor in sus,tabara,mers pe munte.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mai e loc,dar e tarziu si nu imi vin toate...O sa revin cu celelalte. Dar un lucru este sigur. Scoala Comerciala "Nicolae Kretzulescu" este locul in care am cele mai frumoase amintiri,care merita pastrate asa cum sunt,si rele si bune,si cu nazbatii si cu lucruri de lauda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va multumesc domnilor profesori si doamnelor profesoare pentru clipele de neuitat din liceu.&lt;br /&gt;Va multumesc colegilor pentru momentele petrecute alaturi de voi.&lt;br /&gt;Jos palaria pentru Kretzulescu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-7494723249561836507?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/7494723249561836507/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/liceul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7494723249561836507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/7494723249561836507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/liceul.html' title='Liceul...'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3494025830654828856</id><published>2011-04-03T23:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:54:48.682+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vine munca.</title><content type='html'>Vine luni. Stau in pat,fumez o tigare si imi plang de mila,ca maine ma duc la munca. &lt;br /&gt;14 ore,stat in picioare,lume ciudata,lume cu pretenii de 1 leu(la propriu),oboseala trezirea la ora 5 dimineata,plecarea la ora 9 seara. Cam prin astea trec eu cand plec la munca,cand sunt la munca si cand ma intorc de la munca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intalnesc multi oameni stand la un geam si dand covrigi si gogosi. Preturile variaza intre 70 de bani si 10 lei. Pe unii i-am invatat,pe unii nici nu vreau sa ii tin minte. Sunt foarte multumit ca este covrigaria "lu' tata". De ce? Pentru k am o mica libertate,pot sa mananc cat vreau,sa stau pe unde vreau si nu il ultimul rand pot sa refuz unii clienti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce as refuza un client? Pentru simplul fapt ca unii au atatea pretentii incat oricat de rabdator ai fii,iti sare tandara. Va dau un exemplu. "Vreau un covrig cu susan fara sare mai prajit si cald". Eu incep usor usor sa clachez cand aud asemenea fraze din gura unui client. Este un leu,in mama lui de covrig. Cate sa vrei de la el?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din simplul covrig,pot usor usor sa imi dau seama de ce fel de oameni sunt. Unii clienti sunt,pur si simplu,jos palaria.O data nu i-am auzit cu nu stiu cate pretentii. Nu. Ei vor covrigi sau gogosi si atat. Si pentru acei oameni chiar ma agit,pentru ca imi place sa ma agit. Sunt vanzator la covrigaria familiei,nu mi-e rusine sa zic asta,dar este uneori un adevarat stres. Munca in sine devine un stres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O domnisoara ma alinta mereu cu "Mami",o ador pe acea femeie.Este mereu draguta,nu vrea covrigi fierbinti sau gogosi cu muuuult zahar. De fiecare data este grabita la serviciu si eu ma grabesc sa o servesc si in acelasi timp sa ii dau si ce e mai bun. De ce? Pentru ca nu are pretentii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota pentru sine. Pretentiosii sunt mereu dezagreati,oamenii simpli sunt placuti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3494025830654828856?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3494025830654828856/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/vine-munca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3494025830654828856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3494025830654828856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/vine-munca.html' title='Vine munca.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-1250484664643861351</id><published>2011-04-03T01:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T02:11:58.090+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oboseala...</title><content type='html'>Oboseala incet,incet ma cuprinde...Am 19 ani,in decembrie fac 20 si ma simt obosit,ma simt sleit. Am probleme mari in familie,am problemele mele,am gandurile mele,care parca ma fac sa fug. Imi vine sa dorm,nu mai am dispozitie,nu mai am inspiratie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii ma vad ca rad,ma vad ca zambesc mai mereu si au senzatie ca sunt lipsit de probleme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exista vreun moment in care trec problemele si totul este bine? Nu ma refer ca gata,am scapat de greutati,dar e vreun moment in care zici "A rasarit soarele si pe strada mea!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma intreb oare unii cum au un asemenea noroc? Numai prin ilegalitati?&lt;br /&gt;Astazi citeam in ziar si ma uitam la ce vile au "jmecherii spagari" din cadrul sistemului vamal. Oare asemenea lucruri trebuie sa faci sa duci o viata decenta? Cel putin pentru o perioada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau sunt acele stereotipuri care pur si simplu nu ai cum sa dai gres cu ele.&lt;br /&gt;Scandaluri,ilegalitati,divorturi,sex cu vedete,prostitutie,nuditate,bogatie. Astea,zic eu,sunt unele dintre metodele de a deveni celebru.&lt;br /&gt;Avem in ziare,fete de la pagina 5,dj harra cu un san p afara si unu ascuns dupa nimic. Avem scandal cu vamesi,regina si regele. Avem Boc si Basescu pe toate canalele,cum scad si iau cresc si iar scad pensiile si,totodata,pensionarii care ies in strada pentru nimic,caci,oricum nu se va rezolva nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar oamenii care fac bine sau ies in evidenta prin lucruri bune unde sunt? Sa dau un exemplu banal? "Romanii au talent". O jumatate de pagina din ziar. In schimb avem 3 pagini sau chiar 4 de sport. Si nu sport.Cred ca ar trebui redenumita rubrica.Sa fie numita fotbal. Au luat acele domnisoare aurul la scrima,BRAVO,din partea noastra aveti un coltisor de pagina in ziar,in schimba nu exista zi fara Mutu,Becali,Borcea,huligani si alte nebunii.&lt;br /&gt;Inteleg ca fotbalul este cel mai popular sport din lume la ora actuala,dar mai lasati-ne fratilor. Vreau si eu sa citesc intr-un ziar despre baseball,baschet,rugby,tenis,gimnastica,nu despre unii care sunt vanduti ca niste sclavi pe milioane de euro pentru faptul ca dau cu piciorul in minge.O fii o arta,dar nici chiar asa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai nou,am auzit ca pe data de FIX 13 aprilie iese Romania din criza. Doamne,in halul asta or crede ei ca putem fii manipulati? Pe data de 13 aprilie,cu siguranta vom avea o explozie economica...1 leu va valora 2 euro,tigarile vor fii date pe moca si pensiile si salariile vor creste atat de mult incat Boc nu va mai putea sa taie din ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma credeti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucruri carora nu le dau importanta,dar impreuna cu problemele personale si familiale,ma obosesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum ma opresc.Pana data viitoare. Noapte buna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-1250484664643861351?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/1250484664643861351/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/oboseala.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1250484664643861351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1250484664643861351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/04/oboseala.html' title='Oboseala...'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-5356275975883621808</id><published>2011-03-30T23:24:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:46:21.588+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesimtire? Sau dorinta de superioritate?</title><content type='html'>Eu eram,sau poate ca inca sunt,nu stiu inca,un fustangiu. Sec,direct la subiect si concret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa am cunoscut o tipa. Ma rog,o cunosteam din clasa a 9a. Mi-a placut de ea atunci,mi-a fost furata de sub nas si am renuntat fara sa ii dau de inteles ceva. Apoi am ajuns clasa a 12a. Se apropia bacul si am ajuns la bachetul de sfarsit de liceu. Liceul meu organiza banchetul la mare si am plecat inspre "balamuc". Acolo iar m-am intalnit cu aceasta tipa. Cu mentalitatea schimbata,am zis "merita o tura" si ea mi-a confirmat ca a gandit acelasi lucru. Deci aveam cum sa ma distrez la banchet. M-am cuplat cu ea si am zis ca va fii o relatie luuuunga de 3 zile cat dureaza banchetul si gata. Eh,acea relatie a fost mai lunga,a fost de 6 luni(desi prefer sa spun 5 luni). Am iesit incontinuu,numai pe ea o vedeam,numai pe mine ma vedea. Am adus-o in anturajul meu,toata lumea a placut-o si mi s-a spus ca suntem perfecti. Si eu si ea credeam asa. Vara a fost superba,chiar si inceputul toamnei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce a dat frigul,ne-am baricadat la un amic in casa. Nazbatiile de adolescenti m-au dus in focurile iadului (destul de exagerata exprimare) si au aflat ai mei ce faceam noi acolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certuri,certuri si iar certuri...Pedeapsa? O luna esti sechestrat in casa. De ce? Cred ca va dati si voi seama ce au aflat parintii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh,atata timp cat eu am stat cu ea la acel amic in casa,ma reapropiasem de,candva,cel mai bun prieten al meu. Pana in momentul cu pricina,nu aveam nici un lucru rau de spus despre el,poate doar ca uneori era prea copil,dar si acest lucru este interpretabil si in bine si in rau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea...era perfecta,eu eram nesimtit adesea si ea accepta acest lucru si imi dateam seama din starile ei de spirit ca trebuie sa ma controlez si sa ma gandesc mai mult la ea si la noi decat la mine si atat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au urmat niste serii de mini-certuri intre mine si ea si....BUM...primul "te iubesc" din partea amandurora..apoi eu,si in momentele de euforie si in momentele de realism, incepusem sa spun acele doua cuvinte cat mai des. Cand totul parca era prea frumos...s-a aflat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O luna nu am miscat din casa. Nu telefon,nu calculator,nu internet..nimic. (Acea luna pot spune ca a fost si constructiva,am citit circa 10-11 carti.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalul a fost uimitor.Totul a fost tinut ascuns fata de mine.&lt;br /&gt;Fata pe care o iubeam enorm s-a cuplat cu cel mai bun prieten al meu. Sec,direct la subiect si concret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la titlul articolului...Ce a fost? Nesimtirea din partea amandurora? Dorinta de superioritate din partea "prietenului"? Sau "dusul dorului" din partea prietenei? Nu mai ma agit,nu mai ma intereseaza,ei pentru mine nu mai exista...Amintirile placute sunt pastrate intr-o cutiuta a mintii si a sufletului,dar cele intamplate,vor fii mereu o pata neagra in suflet. Poate sunt prea sensibil,dar asemenea lucru este de neiertat pentru nimic in lume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noapte buna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-5356275975883621808?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/5356275975883621808/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/nesimtire-sau-dorinta-de-superioritate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/5356275975883621808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/5356275975883621808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/nesimtire-sau-dorinta-de-superioritate.html' title='Nesimtire? Sau dorinta de superioritate?'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-1754633159335961166</id><published>2011-03-30T23:02:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:18:10.380+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntem oameni? Sau animale?</title><content type='html'>Nu degeaba am pus acel titlu. Poate este lipsit de inspiratie,este ora 23.05,sunt obosit,vin de la munca,insa azi am fost martor la unele certuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare avem acel instinct de razbunare din nastere? Oare toata lumea are o oftica? O invidie care ne roade si care ne face sa ne razbunam atunci cand nu ne iese ceva? Din ca am urmarit astazi,consider ca suntem niste caprioare in voia sortii,in fata unor oameni cu tupeu,dar in acelasi timp daca reusim sa nu fim slabi de inger,sa ajungem niste pradatori periculosi. Atunci cand nu reusim un lucru care ni l-am propus alaturi de un coleg,prieten,cunostinta,amic trebuie sa dam vina pe el si sa nu ne recunoastem vina? Desigur aici facem exceptie cand intr-adevar este vina in exclusivitate a partenerului. Dar trebuie sa reactionam ca in jungla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa gasim ceva cum sa il impungem pe cel de langa noi care candva aveam incredere in el si incercam un lucru impreuna? Orice lucru cat de minor sau cat de major ar fii fost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt obosit si fizic,dar mai ales psihic. Mai spuneam eu candva,nu mai vad lumea sa zambeasca intr-adevar. Asta a fost o mica paranteza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind...Aceste intrebari care mi le-am tot pus si le-am expus aici nu sunt pentru a afla raspunsul,pentru ca nu cred ca exista in raspuns. Dar imi da de gandit pentru ca oare asa o sa ajung si eu? O sa port atata pica pe altcineva daca nu "iese" ceva?&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa ma gandesc,insa daca va trebui sa fac asta pentru a supravietui,daca va trebui sa fac asta pentru a deveni pradator si nu prada,o voi face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuget si cred ca voi continua sa cuget degeaba. Obosesc,incercand sa inteleg firea umana si,la fel, tot degeaba. Cine sunt eu sa imi pun intrebarile astea? Cine sunt eu sa incerc sa inteleg omul si gandirea? Dreptul de a pune aceste intrebari il am,dar sansa de a afla raspunsurile cred ca este nula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omul...cea mai complexa masinarie. Cine a zis asta,nu a mintit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-1754633159335961166?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/1754633159335961166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/suntem-oameni-sau-animale.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1754633159335961166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/1754633159335961166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/suntem-oameni-sau-animale.html' title='Suntem oameni? Sau animale?'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-3985940315455592411</id><published>2011-03-30T00:13:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:54:13.498+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Generatia noastra.</title><content type='html'>Am 19 ani si ceva. Sunt inca tanar,poate inca sunt un copil,mie asa imi place sa gandesc.Dar uneori poate ca gandesc prea matur sau poate sunt in acelasi timp prea naiv. Cateodata obosesc,incercand sa urmaresc detaliile care ma inconjoara.Nu numai tinerii,adolescentii,desi despre asta intentionez sa vorbesc,dar si "batranii". Sunt unii oameni care ii clasificam dupa prima vedere,prima vorba scoasa,primul articol de imbracaminte sarit in ochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii au ajuns sa fie dependenti de lucruri care candva nici mintea nu ajungea. Calculatorul,internetul,telefonul,retelele de socializare,hainele de firma...&lt;br /&gt;De ce? pentru ca suntem limitati. Ma includ si eu in aceste randuri.Fara internet si calculator casa mi se pare goala,restul cred ca pot sa ma descurc fara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar in momentul de fata,am rugat o prietena sa asculte o piesa fara sa fie preocupata de nimic,la ora 12.10. Raspunsul? "Acum?! Vorbesc la telefon!"...Dovada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumea de la metrou,fiecare are o ocupatie si cica este criza. Gadgeturi de tot felul,casti in urechi,Iphone,Htc,PSP,Ipad,Ipod(orice fel). Oamenii care citesc un ziar pot sa ii numar,iar ziarul costa 80 de bani sau 1 leu,dar oamenii care ascult muzica,le pierd sirul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O alta problema care o observ si in anturajul meu ar fii hainele de firma.Recunosc,eu am o singura dambla si anume incaltamintea. Nu imi cumpar Adidas,Nike,Puma si alte chestii muuult prea comerciale(desi Adidas Originals sunt geniali),eu am alte firme de unde imi cumpar. Insa obsesia cumparaturilor de haine de firma ma distruge psihic. Am ajuns sa intru in orice mall si sa critic lumea. Si nu lumea bogata,instarita ci cei care sunt mediocri din punct de vedere financiar. Cunosc oameni din acestia,care sunt foarte deschisi la minte,foarte comunicativi,foarte sociali,dar sunt inclusi in acea categorie de oameni care (exemplu) traiesc cu parintii,lucreaza si au luat un salariu amarat de 800-1000 ron din care 600-700 se duc pe haine,iar aceste haine includ o pereche de blugi la circa 200 de ron,2 tricouri la circa 150 de ron,o pereche de incaltari undeva la 250 de ron si eventual o jacheta,bluza de trening care duce si aia la 150-200 de ron.&lt;br /&gt;De ce ai face asta si nu ti-ai lua mai multe la pret ieftin,pentru ca ochiul omului primeste informatiile pe care le transforma si ajung intr-un mod deosebit de jignitor la creier. Un lucru pe care mi-l spune mama "De ce si-or lua astia tricouri de 800 de mii din zara si au un singur tricou,cand pot sa se duca in targ si la 800 de mii isi iau 4 si au 4 zile in care poarta 4 tricouri." Ce rezulta din asta? Porti un singur tricou,pari sarac,neingrijit,nespalat,chiar daca e Zara... si antiteza? Porti 4 tricouri diferite in 4 zile diferite NO NAME...trageti voi concluzia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam atat...sunt obosit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-3985940315455592411?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/3985940315455592411/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/generatia-noastra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3985940315455592411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/3985940315455592411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/generatia-noastra.html' title='Generatia noastra.'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-8530800770205225846</id><published>2011-03-28T23:42:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:57:08.857+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Semne?</title><content type='html'>Oare atunci cand incercam sa facem un lucru si nu iese in nici un fel,cineva sau ceva ne face semn sa ne oprim? Oare atunci cand ne gandim la bine,rau ni se intampla si cand ne gandim la rau,tot rau ni se intampla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era un film numit The Secret parca,si spunea ca intotdeauna trebuie sa gandim pozitiv ca sa ni se intample lucruri pozitive. Pe dracu'. In ultimii 2 ani incerc din rasputeri sa gandesc pozitiv si tot lucruri nasoale se intampla. O fii vorba de noroc? Sau norocul ni-l facem noi? Oare e destinul sau ni-l facem cum mana noastra fara sa ne dam seama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continui sa analizez..astept palme de la viata si cadouri in acelasi timp,dar poate sunt prea negativist si pesimist. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-8530800770205225846?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/8530800770205225846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/semne.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/8530800770205225846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/8530800770205225846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/semne.html' title='Semne?'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2180583744344669897.post-4164994081743729277</id><published>2011-03-28T23:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:42:17.905+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenire</title><content type='html'>A trecut mult timp de cand nu am mai scris. Asa ca am sters toate posturile,ca nu am mai vrut sa le vad acolo. Simt nevoie sa scriu undeva in momentul asta,sa imi las gandurile undeva. Desi am scris revenire,nu sunt atat de sigur ca va fii o revenire si ca voi continua sa scriu,pentru k nu pot fii consecvent si de fiecare data gasesc altceva de facut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primul rand pot sa zic ca m-am apucat sa scriu acum pentru ca ma simt incarcat de lucrurile petrecute in ultimele 2 saptamani...lucruri pe care nu doresc a le spune direct si "mura-n gura" aici si acum. Pot spune ca m-am apukt sa scriu iar si la rugamintea unor amice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2180583744344669897-4164994081743729277?l=tzonecristian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/feeds/4164994081743729277/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/revenire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/4164994081743729277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2180583744344669897/posts/default/4164994081743729277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzonecristian.blogspot.com/2011/03/revenire.html' title='Revenire'/><author><name>Tzone Cristian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15173201482800163048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqvE5Vu84_A/S0zo8Mmkx4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/twZQOVY2rzs/S220/YCx47N857604-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
