tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37957171103158268202024-02-21T01:33:41.741+02:00BLOGUL IOANEI POPESCUCand iti doresti ceva cu adevarat, tot universul conspira pentru indeplinirea visului tau.
"Paulo Coelho"Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.comBlogger564125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-21554359225777402512020-11-30T12:41:00.000+02:002020-11-30T12:41:55.191+02:00Witches from Carpathica by Ioana Popescu #AquaCarpatica #WitchesfromCarp...<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gqTn1fuXcHA" frameborder="0"></iframe>Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-59445927814240413002020-02-13T11:31:00.002+02:002020-02-13T16:41:03.873+02:00In curand voi lansa noul meu roman, Fata cu ochi de chihlimbar, o carte despre viata bunicii mele<br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am selectat aleatoriu cateva bucatele din noul meu roman, "Fata cu ochi de chihlimbar" (roman dedicat bunicii mele), un roman biografic, despre familiile mele - atat din partea strabunicilor de la Odobesti, cat si din partea strabunicilor din Bucuresti, Comisarul si familia sa. Sunt si elemente de fictiune, dar 80% este purul adevar. Desi este scris din timpul cat am stat in Germania in Frankfurt, am mai tot lucrat la el de cand am revenit in tara, iar acum cred ca este gata sa il cititi si voi. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Lansarea o voi face in aceasta primavara. Detalii despre eveniment pe FB si aici. Deci fiti pe faza</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"> Un
zgomot de tocuri acuțite spărgea liniștea nopții. O femeie
superbă cu părul negru ca smoala mergea grăbită, în ciuda
pantofilor ei înalți. Avea întâlnire cu iubitul ei. Cu iubirea ei
mare! O eșarfă roșie, de mătase, fâlfâia agale în urmă
femeii, pe străzile prost asfaltate ale centrului orașului. La un
colț de stradă întunecos, cineva, ca o fantomă neagră, îi ieși
în față. Se auzi doar un </span><i style="font-size: 14pt;">Ah! </i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">și apoi corpul frumos căzu
pe caldarâm, fără viață. Din inimă, de lângă locul unde
fusese trandafirul care acum zăcea pe jos, se scurgea un fir gros de
sânge.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">De
ceva timp, Tudor și Sanja erau cantonați la Odobești, căci
niciunul dintre ei - intelectuali cum erau ei - nu mai avea serviciu
în Capitală. Bucureștiul era întors pe dos dup</span><span style="font-size: medium;">ă</span><span style="font-size: medium;"> r</span><span style="font-size: medium;">ă</span><span style="font-size: medium;">zboi și doar piloșii
comuniști aveau un loc de muncă asigurat, chit că erau sau nu cu
facultăți.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Niciodată
Tudor nu s-ar fi gândit că își va petrece următorii ani, - cei
mai frumoși ani ai tinereții lui - , la țară la rudele nevestei.
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era nici înaltă, nici pieptoasă.</span> <span style="font-size: 14pt;">Dar
avea ceva, un "quelque chose", un "je ne sais quoi",
care îi făcea pe toți și pe toate să își întoarcă privirile
înspre ea. Cele două fete aleseră o terasă destul de arătoasă,
chiar în centru, pe lângă Banca Națională. Comandară
o apă proaspătă, apoi Maria se răzgândi, văzuse că orologiul
de sus arată deja orele patru de după amiază, așa că ceru și
două
pahare
pentru</span><i style="font-size: 14pt;"> </i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">o
</span><i style="font-size: 14pt;">mastică rece</i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">, mai ales că gândurile nu îi dădeau pace.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">În
timp ce soția lui, Trandafira îi muștruluia pe cei doi copilași
care se jucau cu niște mașinuțe din metal jos pe
covor, din curte se auzi tare o ceva ca o împușcătură. Apoi alte patru.
Trandafira a simțit că leșină și a dat fuga afară, urmată de
cei doi băieți. Jos în fata casei, prăvălit într-o baltă de
sânge, era soțul ei, Comisarul.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Abia
ținându-se pe picioare, Sanja luă de pe masă cheia pe care i-o
dăduse fata ei. Fără să știe ce face, se îndreptă înspre
bibliotecă. De undeva, dintr-un sertar al creierului, își aminti
ce îi șoptise cândva vocea soacrei ei, cum că <i>vechea
bibliotecă a comisarului ascundea multe secrete</i>. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sanja
pipăi </span></span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">tremurând</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> cu buricele degetelor,</span></span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">marginea bibliotecii
până când unghia degetului arătător i se înfipse într-o
denivelare micuță. Introduse cheia acolo și </span><i style="font-size: 14pt;">țac!</i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">, un
perete secret se deschise ușor.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Parcă
și în alți ani cânta lumea prin cartier în preajma <i>Moșului
</i><i>Geril</i><i>ă </i>și a Anului Nou, dar acum era
altceva decât deobicei. În seara aceea, vocile de jos, din stradă,
erau agresive și panicate în același timp. <i>Jos Ceauș… scu</i>…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Să
se strige oare ce își imagina ea că se aude?! </span><i style="font-size: 14pt;">Păi
Nicolae Ceaușescu era cel mai mare om din țară și </i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">la
</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">ș</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">coal</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">ă</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;"> aveau</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;"> </i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">chiar </i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">un
portret </i><i style="font-size: 14pt;">cu el chiar</i><i style="font-size: 14pt;"> deasupra tablei.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Lola
Rinaldo, stabilită de câțiva ani în Italia, la Lucca, examină cu
efectivă scârbă, cu ochii ei verzi mijiți, firul de păr prins de
geanta bărbatului ei, un fir care nu era al ei. Inițial s-a gândit să execute un așa zis
ritual primitiv, pe care și-l amintea din adolescență, când ea
împreună cu trei prietene, după ce văzuseră un film cu
vrăjitoare, au ars în parcul Tineretului niște bucățele din hainele fostului iubit al
uneia dintre ele, Tibi, plus câteva fire de păr de-ale lui și de-ale
noii iubite, </span><i style="font-size: 14pt;">o blondă boccie pe nume Georgeta</i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Flașnetarul,
un bătrân bărbos îmbrăcat într-un costum vechi tipic german,
murmura un fel de poezie celor care vroiau să îl asculte și să-i
arunce câte un bănuț pe o tăviță improvizată dintr-o pălărie
veche, păzită de trei bichoni murdari, cu zurgălăi argintii și
zgărzi roșii. Flașnetarul își mușca mustața și fredona
ghiduș, cam așa: </span>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>Dacă vrei să pleci în
trecut într-o călătorie</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>Pune
un ban bunicului în pălărie!</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>Dacă
moneda din suflet tu n-ai pus</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i style="font-size: 14pt;">Nu vei avea parte decât
de un bilet de dus…</i> </span>
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<br />Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-18388507426196037532020-02-13T11:13:00.001+02:002020-02-13T11:13:03.896+02:00Gandacul croitor si autostrazile din Romania<div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Bun, deci cand deja credeam ca nu mai exista chestii de care sa te miri in Romania, aceasta nebunie dadaistica de Neverland, aceasta tara a tuturor hotilor si posibilitatilor, iata ca un gandac, un gandac special, da, m-a uimit din nou.<br />Banuiesc ca multe persoane cunosc cazul gandacului croitor (wtf?!!!!) si povestioara cum ca din cauza lui nu se pot construi autostrazi (wtffff???!!) dar o a il expun si eu mai jos sa vada si cei care nu au mai auzit asa o imbecilitate.<br />si nu<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"> e gluma din nefericire, nu este un text scris de Times New Roman, este chiar adevarul gol golut.<br />Deci da, din cauza faptului ca cei care ne conduc ( nu dau nume, ca toti sunt o apa si un pamant!) nu vor sa deranjeze acest gandac care salasluieste si misuna si prin zona Pitesti-Sibiu, noi nu putem sa avem autostrazi...<br />pentru ca un cretin a trimis acest memorandum (despre acest gandac) la Bruxelles, iar astia din UE au luat in serios cazul (!!! - logic, ca doar de cine se rade cel mai mult pe acolo? logic de Romania, de repzentantii si de problemele noastre in UE) si au interzis aprobarea unei autostrazi, mai precis printre munti si printre vai, asta ca sa nu fie deranjat GANDACUL.<br />Daca tot nu voiati sa deranjati ceva, mai bine nu deranjati ursii sau mistretii carora voi, astia de la putere le-ati luat padurile si i-ati lasat sa vina lesinati de foame, cu plastice in stomac, pana pe sosele si sa fie calcati de masini sau impuscati....<br />huo!</span></div>
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Sunt innebunita dupa rochite si haine. Desi nu arat treaba asta public.... Lumea probabil ma percepe mai asezata in ceea ce priveste cumparaturile, si chiar asa si sunt (de fatzada). Dar in sufletul meu, vai... nu stiti ce vulcan este! Mi-as dori atunci cand ma duc la Mall-ul asta de aici din spatele blocului meu, Skyline Plaza- Frankfurt, sa imi cumpar 100000000000 de chestii! Zilnic! Problema e ca nimic nu e 100% perfect dupa cum imi doresc eu. rar cumpar ceva. Azi de exmeplu am cumparat niste inele aurii simple dar care stau foarte frumos pe degete, pe care le-am asortat la niste adidasi aurii. Asa am simtit. Nu sunt foarte multumita. <img border="0" data-original-height="588" data-original-width="1024" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDUNkqP4WhRA4SpivTbTxRM97xTpNTTAT_bwEBETe0PehJfrks8Jk69dn9CTalfjR6R-eVuJQ_CJ9qf6ckY4HqlukNoqsYvQ_OonlDdIcj6TKA1O18JAIochaqzhPp3gerg-TWsH1t4x2Q/s640/Pantofi-cu-varful-ascutit-tendinte-primavara-vara-2016-incaltaminte-1024x588.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /><span style="color: black;">Dar sunt 90% ok. Daca erau dupa mine erau altfel. Cu varful si cu talpa decupate, cu toc gros, zimtat. le-as fi bagat poate pe o parte si niste material de jeans inchis la culoare. Plus niste tinte, niste strasuri sau/si u</span>n model cu ceva, gen craniu sau ceva ciudat pe o parte si altceva pe alta parte. Dar nu am gasit asa ceva cum am eu in capul meu... Asa ca I-am luat pe aia.<br />
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Asa e si cu rochitele. Imi plac foarte mult rochitele facute de prietenele mele stiliste. Le ador si le-am purtat cu drag mare. Si mi-au fost de mare folos. Dar, nu stiu, parca eu as vrea altceva. M-am tot gandit sa imi fac modelul meu de rochita... sau modelele mele de rochite..... DAR trag de timp... Desi am si materiale, am si timp... si dantele si nasturi si fermoare.. si lipici, ate, ace, nasturi..aplicatii ... si .. si nu fac... NIMIC. NU am facut nimic de anul trecut de cand am facut "covorasul panda"...<br />
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-76707369931612108302017-04-29T20:50:00.003+03:002017-04-29T20:50:51.805+03:00Casablanca din Parcul Copiilor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Casablanca a fost nu numai un film genial, sau o melodie frumoasa... dar era și o discotecă tare misto din România, din București, mai precis de la subsolul Palatului Tineretului din Parcul Tineretului din sector 4, Berceni. Dacă o luam la picior, din fața blocului meu până acolo, cred că îmi lua maxim 20 de minute - fără tocuri - și vreo 35-40 de minute cu tocuri. (De atunci am ales să îmi pun pantofii cu toc în geantă.) </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Disco Casablanca din Orășelul Copiilor era celebra du</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">pă Revoluție. Era logic că trebuia să mă duc și eu acolo! Tot Berceniul se ducea. NU mai știu cum am scăpat de acasă de la mama (acest zbir, mama) -probabil mama lucra la vreun film al lui Pintilie și era plecată pe coclauri, departe, așa că eram singură cu bunicuța. Așa am reușit să scap eu din casă și să mă duc de câteva ori la Disco Casablanca din Orășelul Copiilor prin anii '90. </span><br />
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<br />De câte ori am fost acolo, lumea se îmbrăca în alb... -albul mie nu îmi place delocccc, dar, la nu știu ce lumini, albul devine argintiu, fie verde fosforescent, așa că m-au convins... OK. Am decis ca seara să scap de hainele mele de rockarita înnegrită și cu cranii și GNR și să caut ceva alb. (Eram un fel de Cenusareasa numai ca eu cand ieseam nu mai eram fosforesenta ci eram cu un tricou alb... <span class="_47e3 _5mfr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;" title="emoticon smile"><img alt="" aria-hidden="1" class="img" height="16" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v8/f4c/1/16/1f642.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span aria-hidden="1" class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">:)</span></span>) . <span class="_47e3 _5mfr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;" title="emoticon smile"><img alt="" aria-hidden="1" class="img" height="16" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v8/f4c/1/16/1f642.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span aria-hidden="1" class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">:)</span></span>)) )<br />Hitul serii la Casablanca era evident "Casablanca".<br />Eram niște copii pe atunci. NU bea alcool nimeni, nu se droga nimeni, cum fac astia mici de acum, iar parintii se prefac ca nu stiu despre ce este vorba.... Noi, generatia de atunci, eram așa de amețiți de lumini și de muzică că nu ne mai trebuia nimic ca să fim fericiți!!!..... Am și acum vise cu drumurile întortochiate din Parcul Tineretului, cu luminile din Casablanca.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-64824728758748766922017-04-29T20:44:00.005+03:002017-04-29T20:53:53.716+03:00A nu se confunda politețea cu flirtul!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I-am spus, un pic măgulită, dar și un pic mâhnită că nu a înțeles ce fel de om sunt eu: <i><u>"Niciodată în viața mea, când am știut că doi oameni se iubesc cu adevărat, nu am ridicat ochii la acel bărbat, oricâte complimente mi-ar fi făcut și oricâte cadouri mi-ar fi<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"> dat. Pentru mine acel bărbat a fost și va rămâne pentru totdeauna un bun amic!"</span></u></i></div>
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Sper că prin acest mesaj liniștesc o grămadă de doamne care îmi urmăresc postările. Dacă bărbații lor sunt înnebuniți după mine, nu am ce să le fac. Și în orice caz, a nu se confunda politețea cu flirtul. Că în România, din păcate, bărbații sunt așa de proști, pardon, naivi, încât dacă le mulțumești frumos, au senzația că vrei să îi tragi de putză.</div>
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Din păcate, de multe ori, ani de-a lungul, am lăsat lucrurile așa, să se creadă ce se crede, fără a dezminți mare lucru. Și mă trezesc peste ani cu această reputație de femme-fatale, nu că la un moment dat nu am fost mai nebunatică, deh, ale tinereții valuri si pe alea le recunosc!.... Dar să ne oprim, totuși, din exagerat, inventat și "lăsat lucrurile așa", că nu-i așa.<br />
Foarte mulți domni care au fantezii cu mine, și cărora le-am făcut onoarea de a stă la o bere sau la o vorba, probabil că lasă în suspans răspunsul la întrebarea: "Ai fost cu Ioana?" Că așa par ei mai interesanți pentru nevastă și pentru alte pipițe de încearcă ei să le agațe sau pentru prietenii de drojdeală, pe principiul tantalailor virgini din filmul "Pacatoasa" cu Emma Stone.</div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-24934985239457649682017-04-18T10:37:00.001+03:002017-04-18T10:37:09.479+03:00De ce te ingrasi; cum sa nu te mai ingrasi; si de ce sa nu fii gras(a)!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I-am
promis prietenei mele, ziaristei <b>Ana Maria Nedelcoff Sandu</b>, una din
cele mai bune ziariste din zona Ardealului, si buna mea prietena, ca
o sa povestesc despre perioada cand eu aveam cam 85 de kilograme,
la cam 1.65 inaltime - cat am eu. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>Contexul
in care scriu acest text este unul super, ar zice unii invidiosi. Adica am acum vreo 48 de kile, arat f bine din toate punctele de vedere, am vreo 9000 de euro pe card, stau la un super laptop, mama va vinde una dintre vile, beau un capuccino cu scortzisoara facut de mine - e ora 9 aproape (ora Germaniei), Mertzanul negru al lui Edy abia asteapta sa fie plimbat pentru ca vrem sa ne luam o mica vacanta, iar daca cobor din bloc se vad cei mai smecheri zgarie nori din Frankfurt.</i></span></div>
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meu, Edy, sforaie delicat si frumos, sper insa sa nu ma smotoceasca prea rau dupa acest
text, desi, culmea, el mi-a tot zis: <b>"pui, scrie pe blog! Scrie ca cine stie ce oferta in presa va aparea!" </b></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>Ideea este: cum am ajuns aici?! Am ajuns aici pentru ca am stiut ce sa aleg in viata. Ca daca ramaneam cu cele 85 de kile, clar, sotto, Edy al meu nu ma remarca si nu incepea aceasta frumoasa poveste! ; )</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i>OK! Gata, cam am terminat cu introducerea (bunica mea, Sanja, ar fi zis: "<b>gata cu poliloghia!"</b> - bunica mea l-a avut prof la facultate pe G. Calinescu, bunaoara, deci am avut o gramada de chestii de invatat de la ea...) sa va scriu despre: <u>de ce m-am ingrasat prima oara, ce sa faceti ca
sa nu va ingrasati si (aproape) cam 101 motive (eu scriu azi doar o parte) ca sa nu mai ramaneti grasute sau
plinute, sau obeze, cum vi se pare voua va sunteti, desi voi oricum
sunteti <b>perfecte</b>, cata vreme cineva va adora! INCEP!</u></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>A.
De ce m-am ingrasat.</b></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9E2AVQdTd7O1kPL8JPyIquUyZrfveDS41zwH456XbflV3of3Wuvz9HSZFz08u5kqLRowVmFDDn3YdYoUMv89VYyabOxgvXi6_N1VxqIhwXJxn-V82qqgbWI2SXsO0-FE8PjOpPdGkRxKh/s1600/promoted-media-optimized_5658eff54962e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9E2AVQdTd7O1kPL8JPyIquUyZrfveDS41zwH456XbflV3of3Wuvz9HSZFz08u5kqLRowVmFDDn3YdYoUMv89VYyabOxgvXi6_N1VxqIhwXJxn-V82qqgbWI2SXsO0-FE8PjOpPdGkRxKh/s320/promoted-media-optimized_5658eff54962e.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Pai
m-am ingrasat vreo 10-15 kilograme, dar in timp de vreo 2 ani, pentru
ca eram stresata cu BAC-ul dar mai presus de BAC, de primul meu
iubit, Tiberius Manea. A fost coleg de liceu cu mine (eu am facut Octav Onicescu din Berceni, sau i se mai zice si Industrial 27), si Tibi era cu vreo doi
ani mai mare ca mine. Sa va zic ca arata ca un Val Kilmer combinat cu
Slash? Va zic. Asa arata. Ba chiar mai frumos. Avea niste buze mari, carnoase, zeflemitoare. Parul cret,
negru si lung, in primii ani de liceu. Apoi, spre BAC, s-a mai tuns. Sa va mai zic ca a tot curtat
cateva fete din clasa mea pana sa ajunga la mine, si eu ca vita, m-am amorezat
iremediabil? Va zic si asta. Sa va zic ca purta geci de piele
veritabila si camasi cu patratele ca AXL? Sa va zic ca avea un zambet
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fine. Cert este ca el a fost primul meu barbat. Am ales ce am simtit ca e mai
bun. Si era buuuuuuun! <b>Cam 24 pe 4.</b> Dureros. Ca sa zic asa. De aia
ne-am si tot certat. Ca eu nu vroiam acolo, si nici acolo. Si acolo unde e normal doar un pic. <b>Grete</b>, in schimb, era maestra! Era amica nu Gabi cu Marius (din liceu) si eram la un baieram cand Grete a mea, care acum traieste frumos in
Anglia, i-a si l-a..... pe toate partile iubitului meu, Tibi. Fix atunci
fratele mai mare a lui Claudiu Craciun si-a permis sa incerce sa ma
pupe un pic. Apoi, peste cativa ani el a avut o relatie cu Anemona de la ASIA
si eu am bagat povestea in X Magazin.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sa
ma intorc insa la Tibi. Eram mandra de el si cu el. Caci stiam ca e
si desteptut <i>(tocilar si viclean, dar nu profund si nici cult)(ca ara taran din Giurgiu dupa bunici)</i>. Ca de
aia a ajuns comisar, ca era mai tampit. Ca nu super cultii ajung comisari....</span></div>
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va zic sincer ce-a facut domnul Tibi? <b>M-a violat.</b> Jur. NU a suportat ca vreau doar sa ma pup cu
el ...adica sa dor sa ma pup cu el si atat de peste un an.... l-a cam scos din sarite... si m-a violat.,,, dar nu mai intru in detalii....) </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sunt ok acum. Dar clar am avut de suferit psihic si fizic din cauza asta. Dar dau un sfat! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>Si pentru virginele ce vor sa ramana virgine, o sa recomand doua
chestii: nu plaja in exces cu iubitul (ca va ia capul) si in niciun caz nu ALCOOL! </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am trecut si peste asta. (Daca eram in SUA avea dosar penal dl Tibi si nu mai era acum comisar...)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am fost ok o perioada... Ca plata dupa viol a urmat faptul ca el era mai dragut cu mine... CUm sa ii spun mamei mele? Nu i-am zis nimic, mai ales ca imi placea de el!!!! Doamne, ce dilema! Daca as fi acum inapoi eu cea de 17b ani, altfel as face!....</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQFkELVhoTWJjdeHBU5rUZseLrvy8IN8mCxgYjG02iOcxA5JWvlNkrZ0BzH6SKaQwj-1iiyhZE6c-q4zsDsdM-D3EXuJCz8KhyjQX4tPUmjeDTheugXd37k7jnTvqF3Di8yHONgbWoR_zd/s1600/47292216-girl-crying-images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQFkELVhoTWJjdeHBU5rUZseLrvy8IN8mCxgYjG02iOcxA5JWvlNkrZ0BzH6SKaQwj-1iiyhZE6c-q4zsDsdM-D3EXuJCz8KhyjQX4tPUmjeDTheugXd37k7jnTvqF3Di8yHONgbWoR_zd/s320/47292216-girl-crying-images.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am stat apoi peste un an cu Tibi, eu deja eram la Facultate, apoi m-am schimbat la a doua Facultate (la SSJ) si incepusem deja sa colaborez la ZIUA. Si apoi a urmat despartirea. Am simtit ca ceva nu mai era ok. Am fost zdrobita. Nu stiam cine e aia, dar stiam ca e o alta fata! Dar am aflat curand ce, cu cine si cum....</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Fix
cu o colega de-a mea de la SSJ s-a combinat dupa ce m-am despartit (sau ma rog, poate de cand era cu mine)!!! Adica... cu una mai mica decat mine, blonda naturala si cu buze mai mari. Se numea: <b>Georgeta</b>!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Eu,
mioapa, l-am vazut la vreo 3-4 luni dupa despartire, (deja pusesem
vreo 4-5 kile pe mine ptr ca ma stresase foarte mult despartirea e el...). </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Eram in hol la <b>SSJ</b> si l-am vazut cum vine... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b><i>In
capul meu s-au spart toate si tronau mii de artificii!
TIBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Si.... si ma uit mai jos... Privirea mea cobora incet spre mana lui... care avea in
mana lui o mana alba si grasutza a uneia. A Georgetei. </span>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyvVMugm2Anwv0IeKuVuq9adS1ZO92ndKM11BxPvbJuEiLrDWcbtNykGhl3DxedcJiI0wAwIXBzsMogUCx0mnydzhD-sEcSEs0XUCFasDbujlza7m8EUO3k7c0kYJUfAQwcDt1fi2T3sJ/s1600/accident-4-masina-medicului.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyvVMugm2Anwv0IeKuVuq9adS1ZO92ndKM11BxPvbJuEiLrDWcbtNykGhl3DxedcJiI0wAwIXBzsMogUCx0mnydzhD-sEcSEs0XUCFasDbujlza7m8EUO3k7c0kYJUfAQwcDt1fi2T3sJ/s320/accident-4-masina-medicului.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Ma
rog, au fost apoi accidentul meu de masina ( o dacia alba, eu stateam pe locul mortului si am fost dusa in stare precomatoasa la spital... ) in urma caruia am si acum cateva cicatrici pe fatza, apoi niste impacari cu el, (ca sa stie si Georgeta ca o insela
cu mine), si certuri in noapte si alte multe chestii cum se intampla
la prima dragoste.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Dar sa va zic despre cum m-am ingrasat</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Ma
dusesem sa lucrez (sa scriu!) la ziarul ZIUA cand eram cu el si aveam vreo 47 de kile, si la vreo
un an si ceva deja aveam spre 80 de kilograme. De nervi. De draci. DE tristete. Ma
si mutasem </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">singura pe Campineanu si alternam Snikersurile si Marsurile cu pizza. SA NU FACETI ASA CEVA!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am
renuntat la apartamentul din blocul Caltron (bloc celebru al Bucurestiului unde m-am simtit f ok o perioada) intr-o zi cand aveam si
febra dar si eram umflata si nu ma simteam deloc bine. M-am intors cu
coada intre picioare la mama care m-a indopat cu iaurt dietetic si cu
paine prajita pana cand mi-am revenit cat de cat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Acum,
eu as mai putea sa va mai povestesc cateva parti din viata mea, sau cand Tibi
a decis de vreo 3-4 ori sa revina la mine, o data cand era inca cu
Geta, si a doua oara dupa ce s-a casatorit cu alta tipa si a facut cu aia o
fetita, dar nu vreau sa mai zic. Pentru ca nu asta conteaza. NU trebuie sa
ramanem blocati de prima pu..a. <b>Nu!</b> Viata e lunga, complexa. Iar daca
nu gasim armonie cu cineva, pai nicicand nu o vom avea, oricat ne-am
preface sau ne-am stradui.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Asa
ca o sa va spun doar ca TIBI a vrut sa se intoarca la mine, dar nu
l-am mai vrut eu. Desi acum e comisar, pot sa spun doar ca nu a
evoluat prea mult din liceu. E la fel de grobian si badaran. Mananca tot
seminte si ii plac filmele numai cu JCVD. Desi, i-am explicat: "Tu
nu arati ca Jean Claude! Ai alta fizionomie!! Ai nasul mai mare dar
ai buzele mai groase!".. Dar in capul lui el e Jean Claude.
Acum are vreo 140 de kile si toti dintii stricati. Dar e comisar si
are o alfa R. Si o fetita blonda de cativa anisori pe care o iubeste. Asa ca voi incheia acest capitol. Il consider iertat pe tibi pentru viol si voi explica alte chestii. Va rog sa fiti atenti.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>B.
Ce sa faceti ca sa nu va ingrasati.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">1.
In primul rand, ascultati-va instinctul. NU mancati ce nu va place
numai ca asa zice sora, cumnata, mama, tata, iubitul, amica etc.
Mancati numai ce vreti voi cu adevarat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">2.
Nu va luati dupa nicio dieta. Faceti ce simtiti voi, dar nu in
exces!!! NU mancati mult. Si nu mancati mult ulei, mult duce, multa
paine, mai ales daca sunteti un pic dodoleata.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">3.
Se spune ca postul nu a omorat pe nimeni. Incercati din cand in
cand!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">4.
Eu n am baut sucuri cu zahar vreo 10 ani... Pana mi am revenit ca si
kilograme. Ce-ar fi sa nu mai bagati atata zahar in voi, mai ales
daca aveti fluturasi?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">5.
Sport. Nu stiu ce va place, cand si cum. Dar faceti mult sport. Chit
ca aergati de la parter pana la etajul 11, chit ca alergati in parc
pe ploaie, chit ca transpirati la sala sau faceti acasa 100 de
abdomene. SPORT. Ca grasimea si apa din corp nu se duc doar daca bei
pepsi light si rucola.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">6.
Liniste si nu stress!!!! Stressul, va zic din proprie experienta, imi
face acid in stomac! Asa ca prefer sa nu ma cert si in niciun caz sa
mananc cand sunt nervoasa. Trebuie sa mananci numai daca ti e foame
si fara nimic enrvant in preajma ta!!!!! EVER!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">7.
Tabelul caloriilor. Cand vrei sa slabesti si nu stii ce naiba sa nu
mananci in exces, nu te lua dupa idiotii care iti recomanda aiurea,
ci te uita pe net ca scrie f clar care alimente au anumite calorii.
Nu le scriu aici, dar uitati-va voi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>C.
101 motive ca sa nu mai ramaneti grasute sau plinute (grasuti, plinuti)</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">1.
Pentru ca va strang chilotii </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">2.
Pentru ca rad dusmancele/dusmanii de voi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">3.
Pentru ca rade fostul iubit/fosta de voi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">4.
Pentru ca nu va ies pozele ca lumea </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">5.
Pentru ca sa nu va mai obositi sa folositi fotoshopul.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">6.
Pentru ca se rade in cartier despre tine, desi tu te da smecher(a).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">7.
Pentru ca Angelina Jolie nu a fost niciodata grasa! Si nici Brad Pitt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">8.
Pentru ca nimeni nu vrea sa se cupleze cu cea mai urata(cel mai
urat) din gashka.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">9.
Pentru ca grasii scartaie in pat in orice pozitie si burtile lor scot
niste sunete gen "partz-partz"...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">10.
Pentru ca respiri mai greu cand urci sau cand alergi</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">11.
Pentru ca transpiri mai mult si mai urat vara</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">12.
Pentru ca ti-e rusine sa te simti bine la plaja sau in apa caci esti
cel urat (gras) sau cea mai urata(grasa) din tot grupul</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">13.
Pentru ca vor avea curajul sa se dea la tine doar cei care seamana cu
tine: adica grasii urati(grasele urate)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">14.
Pentru ca puti. Grasii put mereu. In plus, le mai miroasesi foarte urat gura! Grasii nu isi dau seama, dar va zic ca asa e! In mod special ei put a ceapa si usturoi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">15.
Pentru ca ca nu incapi in nicio rochie/costum decent</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">16.
Pentru ca strici o poza cu orice obiectiv turistic</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">17.
Pentru ca (LOGIC) te va insela in orice moment partenerul cu unul(una) mai slaba decat
tine!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">18.
Pentru ca presiunea carnii si grasimii pe oase te face in scurt timp
dupa ce devii obez sau f gras(a) sa ai: spondiloza, scifoza etc</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">19.
Pentru ca daca vei suferi vreo operatie, celor grasi le este mult mai
greu, si uneori pot muri din cauza complicatiilor cauzate de
infectiile din patura de grasime</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">20.
Pentru ca atunci cand esti gras faci tot felul de iritatii si eczeme
care duc infectii purulente intre membrele inferioare si superioare, ba
chiar am vazut la unii chiar si in spatele urechilor. (grr!)</span></div>
<div lang="zxx" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">21.
Pentru ca daca esti gras este mai greu sa innoti rapid intr-o apa ca
sa ajungi la mal, mai ales daca esti pandit de rechini.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">22.
Pentru ca grasii fac mai des atac de cord</span></div>
<div lang="zxx" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">23.
Pentru ca cosciugiul grasilor costa dublu decat un cosciug normal, de
om normal.</span></div>
<div lang="zxx" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">24.
Pentru ca o grasa (un gras) transpira mult si devine lipicios si trebuie sa schimbi hainele de mai multe ori pe zi</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">(va
urma)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Este
foarte aiurea sa constati ca barbatul potrivit inca nu si-a terminat
legaturile cu fosta treaba/relatie/familie. Constati ca esti la
mijloc si ca oarecum, timpul nu este in avantajul tau. Te gandesti ca
ala a fost rabdat peste un deceniu de femeia aceea, cu bune si cu
rele, si ca tu intri in problema precum un fluture nevinovat care se
duce, zambitor si inconstient, spre lampa care il va arde. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Unele
femei nu rezista mult in imbarligaciunile acestea, mai ales ca cei
doi soti, care sunt oarecum si ca un fel de echipa (cand se
ingroasa treaba), de multe ori vor juca la dublu, in timp ce tu esti
singura, fraiera si naiva. Si tu nu vrei sa inghiti si sa te zbati
pentru ceva ciudat, si indepartat, malos, tenebros, scarbos. Dar aia, cea
batrana (nevasta sau iubita de cursa lunga), vrea sa lupte, mai ales
daca la mijloc sunt, poate, niste copii. Si va lupta la greu, si din
vita grasunca, nespalata si obsedata (asa cum o descria el) se va
transforma, pentru o vreme, numai ca sa nu isi piarda jucaria, in
femeia de viata, amabila, dulce, sexoasa, mai slaba poate, si care
ignora orice, numai ca sa aiba liniste in casa si sa isi primeasca pe
masa fisicul cu banii sotului si sa nu fie trecuta la categoria: parasita/divortata/aruncata la gunoi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sunt
unele doamne potrivite sa fie amante de cursa lunga, dar care sunt
totusi mandre, demne si razbunatoare. Asa sunt ele facute si asa le
place. Sa faca un fiu (sau doi) din flori, sa accepte triste lipsurile
barbatului de acasa de la sarbatori sau de la sedintele de bloc sau
de la sedintele cu parintii, sa indure (in caz ca barbatul este vreun
VIP) sa il vada prin tabloide cu alte femei. Despre care el apoi
spune ca, evident, nu sunt nimic pentru el, dar doar ca tu vezi in
telefonul lui inimioare catre acele doamne. Acele doamne uneori si
ele se transforma in detectivi, si te suna la ore tarzii, indurerate,
sau razboinice, depinde de caracter sau educatie, ca sa te puna in
garda ca de fapt pe ele le iubeste cu adevarat masculul respectiv si
ca tu esti prea batrana pentru el (desi ai doar vreo doi ani in plus
fatza de ele).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Dar
recunosc, din pacate, ca am cazut si eu in doua astfel de gheboase
relatii mai demult, dar nu pentru ca vroiam eu, nu pentru ca eu
insistam, ci pentru ca ei vroiau, minteau, pacaleau si manipulau asa
de frumos, ca pana la urma sa te simteai ca un fel de Maica Tereza
care are grija de un biet napastuit care locuieste cu un monstru
obez, paros, urat si nebun: adica sotia sau logodnica.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Candva
un prost, pardon, fost, iubit de-al meu, P., mi-a spus ca: <i>ce, eu
sunt fraiera, adica ce cred eu, ca daca noi doi ne-am casatori, asta
l-ar mai impiedica pe el sa </i><i>ma </i><i>mai insele?</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I-am
spus ca nu as vrea sa ma insele, ca trebuie sa te casatoresti din
dragoste, ca nu vad altfel casatoria, si ca daca apoi sunt
neintelegeri, exista mereu divortul, daca chiar e nevoie. S-a uitat
la mine de parca vorbeam chineza.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Un alt fost prieten de-al meu a reusit sa ma pacaleasca sa stau cu el vreo 4
ani, desi eu stiam din presa ca el avea o relatie publica. NU i-am
scris niciodata femeii (oficiala) sa ii spun ce spunea el despre ea,
ca stiam ca nu o iubeste deloc, ca sta cumva pentru un anume interes
(ea avea destui bani si relatii, plus ca, asa-i, sunt cupluri care
desi nu se mai iubesc cu adevarat, au anumite interese materiale de
impartit si rezolvat). La un moment dat am pus piciorul in prag si am
rupt definitiv relatia profitand de faptul ca el s-a transferat in
alta tara cu serviciul. Mi-am dat seama ca va suferi, asa se plangea,
si a suferit, dar doar un pic, pentru ca nu m-a cautat prea mult
timp, mai ales ca era un tip aratos, persoana publica si destul de
instarit care putea sa suceasca multe capete. Dar abia dupa ce au
trecut 8-9 ani de la despartirea noastra definitiva, am citit in
presa un articol cum ca intr-adevar a divortat si ca s-a mutat
departe de casa lui si de copii. S-a mutat cu o fata mai tanara si cu
parale, dar mai bogata decat fosta nevasta, si cu 20 de ani mai mica... Eu insa de ce am fost tarata in aceasta poveste, cu lacrimi de crocodil din partea lui, si cu telefoane nocturne care durau chir si 5 ore desi el avea treaba de de la ora 7.00?! Cand el avea in cap exact protipul femeii cu care vrea sa ramana, de ce sa ma stresezi pe mine sa ma impac cu tine?!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Si
ca sa rezum: Practic, nu poti sa zici ca un astfel de mascul nu te
iubeste, dar de fapt, vrea mai mult sau vrea altceva. Nu ii voi
intelege pe barbati niciodata! Nu o sa pricep de ce sa te complici si sa te inhami cu inca o femeie cu care sa iesi si pe care sa
o stresezi si sa o gelozesti, cand tu de fapt vrei o alta, mai tanara un pic, poate mai
frumoasa, poate mai bogata?! De ce, daca tu stii clar ca nu vrei sa sfarsesti
la preot sau starea civila cu mine, de ce sa pierzi timpul si orele cu mii de mesaje, cadouri, timp pretios, gelozii, milioane de sms-uri si
telefoane, repet: cu o fata care nu este exact ce ti-ai dorit tu?! De ce?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Unele,
naive, cred ca ele pot schimba barbatul! Hahaha.... Cred ele ca daca il iubesc pe ala foarte
mult, ca daca il rasfata in exces, ca daca pun ele multi bani in
casa, ca daca fac totul ca sa arate perfect, ca daca isi imprumuta
barbatul cu cateva mii sau zeci de euro - dupa posibilitati -, ala va ramane cu ele. Forever and ever. Nope. Nu va ramane! Deloc!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Ala oricum are in cap foarte clar ce va face in viitor si cu cine
(deja a ochit el vreo 8 fete de pe fb si cateva de la munca...) iar incapatinarea asta de a sta
fixata langa un golan nesimtit puturos si curvar numai pentru ca orgoliul tau
razboinic de femeie inselata iti zbiara in urechi: <i>"nu-l lasa pe
coate-goale matze-fripte sa te paraseasca!!!</i>", nu va duce la
nimic bun. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Iar niste ani pierduti... Si la final tu cu un deceniu in
plus... Cu riduri pe fatza, poate si cu colacei pe burta si fluturasi
pe solduri, daca nu esti atenta. Cu cateva atacuri de cord, cu cateva coaste peticite si cu nasul stramb de la niste lupte in casa, sau fara cateva laptopuri calcate in picioare, fara cateva masini incendiate la betzie de fostu'... <b>Si pentru ce si de ce?!</b> Ca mai curand ori mai tarziu tot vei ramane cu gura cascata cand
el isi va pune poze de la nunta cu o tipa cu vreo 10-15 ani mai tanara decat
tine, dupa nici o luna de la despartire.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Mai
este o categorie: cea a amantelor tacute care inghit mult. Ma refer ca inghit suferinta, nu altceva. Stiu si din
aceasta categorie cateva exemple, chiar celebre. Dar nu le voi spune, desi cred ca stiti cu totzii la cine ma gandesc. Unele femei accepta sa fie amante
de bogatan toata viata. Ele nu spun public nimic sau mai nimic, nu declara exact cine le plateste tot,
dar le vezi prin toate tarile straine, din Dubai pana in Thailanda si Los Angeles, in tinute faine, cu afaceri
misto, pupandu-si de zor - in pozele de pe Fb- copilul, care este mult
mai urat decat ele, caci seamana cu sponsorul. Ca sa vaza sponsorul ca ele se ocupa de puradel. Cand nu au copil, au catel damele astea. Dar revenind la ele..: Nu, nu as putea sa fiu niciodata asa ceva. Cred ca depinde de ADN, de
gena, de nervii propri si de orgoliul tau. Mi s-a "oferit" cand eram foarte copila ocazia sa fiu
o otreapa de asta, dar am preferat un scandal public candva, si sa se
duca dracului si sa se termine povestea, decat un astfel de
compromis.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Mai
sunt divortatele excitate. Divortatele care flirteaza cu oricine, ca sunt
libere si pot. Astea sunt cele mai triste si penibile. Pentru ca oricine le poate
avea, si chiar fara nicio obligatie. Iar divortatele cu copii care
mai si flirteaza, alea sunt chiar de plans. Pentru ca daca tot ai
decis sa te desparti de un om rau si nesimtit, atunci, in loc sa
flirtezi cu toata lumea, mai bine ai calcula exact posibilitatile
unei noi trebi. Ca nu mai esti libera ci ai un urmas, nu mai ai 18 ani, nici chiar
30, ca sa faci ce vrei. Si copilul la un moment dat
poate sa ajunga ca tine de nebuna, ba chiar mai nasol.</span></div>
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(va urma)</div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-11314875792065981602017-03-12T15:02:00.003+02:002017-03-12T15:31:29.032+02:00Nefericirea nu se acopera cu tone de haine noi, marijuana, inghetata si nici cu postari rautacioase pe Facebook<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;">NOTA:
Precizez ca textul de mai jos este scris doar pentru femeile nefericite care
sunt hater-ite in timpul liber. NU pentru femeile nefericite care isi
plang durerea in liniste, fara sa fie rautacioase cu alte persoane.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;"><i>Sunt
mai multe feluri de femei nefericite. Acestea sunt cele care ne urasc
pe noi, cele fericite, si de multe ori ele ne baga strambe sau ne dau
comenturi nasoale pe FB, sau ne dau sfaturi gresite, sau sunt
tupeiste si nesimtite cu noi pe unde ne prind. Unele doar se uita la
noi de departe, de pe craca lor, ca niste bufnite si nu zic nimic,
doar ne gandesc de rau. Altele ne raporteaza contul. Altele, mai
obraznice, se dau la barbatul cu care suntem. De ce toate astea?
Pentru ca aceste femei sunt profund triste si ingrozitor de
nefericite. Iata cele patru tipuri de hater-itze sau vecine si
cunostiinte rele, care nu ne suporta de nicio
culoare.</i></span><span style="color: #222222;"><br />
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</span><span style="color: #222222;"><b>Divortata/despartita
de curand</b></span><span style="color: #222222;"><br />
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Sunt foarte
multe femei pe lumea asta care nu spun niciodata cand le doare ceva.
Ma refer, cand sufera in sufletul lor cum ca viata lor e de cacat.
Rabda totul cu capul sus si cu dintii inclestati, pentru ca mai apoi
sa se razbune. Sa il dea afara pe coate-goale-matze-fripte, sa ii
intepe cauciucurile moftangiului, sa ii ia casa pulifricului, sa il
</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;">indeperteze pe bagabont de copiii lui personali, sa ii arunce de la
fereastra camasa preferata, sa ii innece pestii sau ceva de genul
asta. Dupa cataclism (despartirea iremediabila) ele dau iama in
magazine (daca au bani) si isi cumpara o tona de lucruri care apoi nu
le mai vin pentru ca infuleca toata noaptea inghetata uitandu-se la
vechi filmulete cu fostul. Apoi anunta pe Facebook ca sunt curtate de
nu stiu ce miliardar, sau ca ce bine se simt ele singure. Vrajeala!
Lasati-ma sa va spun ca daca o femeie face asa ceva, nu este
fericita, ci este cumplit de nefericita! O femeie nu e fericita
absolut deloc daca isi striga dorinta de cuplare pe orice retea de
socializare, sau printre vecini, sau rude. NU! O femeie este fericita
doar cand a reusit sa puna mana pe barbatul mult visat si cand ii
fute lui creierii, apoi ii face sunca prajita si apoi fac dragoste.
PUNCT!</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>Femeia
maritata la 18 ani</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sunt
multe femei se casatoresc devreme, sa zicem, cam dupa ce au
terminat liceul, ca asa le cerea ori religia, ori etnia, ori familia,
ori nevoile personale, ori incaptinarea tatalui care crede ca daca
progenitura nu se marita, va sfarsi ca verisoara lor din </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Grecia,
adica pe centura. Din pacate, ele nu o sa stie nicodata ce inseamna
sa te indragostesti de cineva cu adevarat, pentru e ca si cum tu
ajungi la restaurant, si ti se pune in fatza o ciorba, cand tu de
fapt vrei cu totul si cu totul altceva. Mimezi fericirea ani si ani,
mai apoi vin si copiii, unu, doi, trei... Si te trezesti peste 20-30
de ani ca nu ai gustat deloc prajiturile acestei vieti. Ca a trebuit
sa mananci zi de zi, doar ciorba cu un toparlan gras si chel, care te
mai si insala, care pute a ceapa, sforaie si se baseste non stop in
somn. Aceste femei sunt si ele de doua categorii, A) cele care arata
bine si care inca sunt dorite de alti masculi, dar sunt frustrate ca
n-au cum sa faca nicio miscare; B) cele care arata nasol, care s-au
ingrasat, sau care nu mai au dinti sau care s-au umplut de par pe
fatza, si care sunt frustrate si pentru ca arata rau, dar si pentru
ca nu pot sa faca nicio miscare, pentru ca nu prea au cu cine. Bine,
doritori s-ar gasi (vorba aia, unii barbati fut chiar si o gaina),
dar nu ar fi vorba de pasiunea vietii lor, asa ca, iar am ajuns de
unde am inceput.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>Vesnica
amanta</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Este
plina presa de cazuri de tampite de astea care au stat ascunse ani in
sir langa niste curvari notorii, fara sa zica nici miau. Au stat
ascunse crezand ca ala poate le ia candva. Astea au probleme, oricum,
cu capul. Sa te umilesti atata pentru o amarata de pula, ma scuzati
ca va zic, dar este pura prostie! Adica, ce naiba, sunt miliarde de
alte </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">puli pe lumea asta! De ce sa te agati de una singura?! Care pula
mai e si nesimtita, ca pe langa tine mai are inca vreo cinci proaste!
Vesnica amanta a inghitit atatea, si la final, dupa vreo zece ani de
chin, ca numai dragoste nu e sa petreci sarbatorile singura, a aflat
din ziare, ca ala de fapt ala cand i-a zis ca divorteaza, nu a
divortat pentru ea, ci pentru o pustoiaca de 19 ani, blonda si inalta
si cu parinti mai bogati decat ai ei.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>Studenta
care considera sexul un sport</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Asta
este o categorie mai ciudata. De multe ori, pentru ca mami sau tati o
intretine, si a ajuns si ea sa stea la Bucuresti, pe undeva printr-un
bloc amarat din Dristor, studenta care se fute cu toti si care trage
pe nas la greu, crede ca e aceasta Wonder Woman. Intr-</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">o zi a ajuns pe
mainile ei, printre alti 100, unul mai cu bani, sau mai ok decat
altii. Dar pentru ca ea este o vita proasta, evident nu pricepe ce
noroc a cazut pe capul ei si ca ar trebui sa se opreasca din futut si
cu altii, si ca ar trebui sa il faca pe omu' ala sa ramana cu ea. Mai
ales ca drogurile si noptile nedormite au inceput sa lase urme
adanci, in plus, stia si ea ca de fapt, niciodata nu a fost o mare
frumusete. Cum tipul o vede si proasta, si ingalata si nesimtita si
fara stil, evident ca tipul "o da la scarbe". Plina de
frustrari, aceasta fiinta va incepe sa hate-arasca pe toti si pe
toate care au legatura cu acel individ.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;">Morala
este ca orice femeie ar trebui sa isi gaseasca timp pentru ea. Ca sa
inteleaga ce vrea de fapt de la viata. Daca ii place munca pe care o
face, sau daca prefera sa studieze ceva singura. Daca ii plac
barbatii pitici, sau cei medii, daca ii plac barbatii cheliosi, sau
cei cu par lung, daca ii plac grasii sau cei care arata bine. Sau
poate nu ii plac deloc barbatii! Cand ti-ai dat seama ca de fapt
jumatate din viata ai stat dupa un prost, care nici macar nu se afla
printre preferintele tale, ar trebui sa nu mai dai vina pe altele
pentru ce au facut sau nu au facut in viata, gresit sau nu, mai
ales daca nu le cunosti deloc, sau foarte putin, si ar trebui sa te
schimbi pe tine!</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;">Sa
iti tai nasul, daca e cazul, sa slabesti, daca e cazul, sa iti lasi
parul lung sau sa te vopsesti satena, daca e cazul, sau pur si simplu
sa admiti ca vrei ceva si nu ai, si ca ori accepti asta, ori
remediezi ceva la infatisarea ta, la atitudinea ta fata de lume si
elimini rautatea gratuita care nu iti va aduce niciodata nimic
bun, ci numai belele. Caci se stie, raul trage rau dupa el!</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #222222;">Asa
ca nu te mai lua de paiul din ochiul altuia fara sa vezi barna din
ochiul tau! Incearca sa fii fericita cu ce ai! Nu mai barfi, nu mai
fii rea cu cine nu merita! Nu te razbuna pe altii, cand ar trebui sa
te plesnesti pe tine. Si dupa ce te-ai racorit, fii fericita!
Acceptat-ti putina fericire si transform-o intr-o uriasa
fericire! Spun asta pentru ca eu nu urasc pe nimeni, ci
doar urmaresc amuzata diferite genuri, dar le spun asta si pentru
ca oricat de rea este o femeie, de fapt ea este doar o fetita
mica si debusolata! Si stiu cum este! Va pup si va
iubesc sincer pe toate!</span></span></span></span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-52908525737659598372017-03-12T00:13:00.000+02:002017-03-12T00:15:04.641+02:00Primul pe 2017! Cu smochine!<div lang="zxx" style="background-color: white; border: none; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgseHTvXahKphcTKSWq1_KWo1tPYBrSzUvktuLkiG4A6WiTUGe4e2FyEEjEoC7ZIM1suutu_4Kv8qf-YDcg53XJrvBga3EbFdjXOU3-7AqBzbJOCjFJoo0djRPY2l5NSc0jR2qjWEvPECN/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgseHTvXahKphcTKSWq1_KWo1tPYBrSzUvktuLkiG4A6WiTUGe4e2FyEEjEoC7ZIM1suutu_4Kv8qf-YDcg53XJrvBga3EbFdjXOU3-7AqBzbJOCjFJoo0djRPY2l5NSc0jR2qjWEvPECN/s200/2.JPG" width="150" /></a><span style="color: #404040;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">"Cica" <i>(vorbeste lumea) </i>am lasat un pic deoparte depresia si m-am reapucat de pictat. Sa nu uit ca am de facut si o expozitie anul asta... Valeu...! Acum imi dau seama cat de multa treaba am, dar io stau ca vita pe blog...! In fine! De pictat, am pictat... De depresie n-am scapat! :) Glumesc!!! :))</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #404040;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am scris si pe fb despre "realizarea" mea, dar scriu si acilisea, pe bloc, pardon, blog. :)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #404040;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Apropos, daca doriti sa cumparati <b>"(Fata cu) smochine verzi" (vezi foto mai jos)</b>, va costa numai 100 de euro. UN CHILIPIR!</span></span></span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-56549723026223657762017-03-10T22:28:00.003+02:002017-03-10T22:38:47.398+02:0010 martie, prin Frankfurt<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman";"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Astazi
am mers un pic pe jos prin partea noua a orasului. Se anunta o zi
superba si chiar asa a si fost, pana sa vina ploaia! :) Lumina unui cer de primavara germana pica
frumos, dar ciudat, transcedental, peste aceste creaturi imense din beton, fieraraie si sticla: </span></span></span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">zgarie norii</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Poate niciodata nu mi-a fost mai simpatic acest oras ca azi.</span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-27312339663304886682017-03-05T12:39:00.003+02:002017-03-05T12:39:50.157+02:00Tendinte 2017 sau Alte aproximativ 101 lucruri pe care mi le-as dori anul asta in sifonier<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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apropie <b>8 martie </b>si, deh, imi incerc si eu norocul! :D Poate vine
vreun cadou de undeva! :D</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"> Oricum,
azi este si duminica si este si baba mea, si m-am gandit sa fac o mica
pauza din invatat limba germana <i>(cred ca am luat-o razna lunile astea, va spun sincer ca tocesc vreo 6-7 ore pe zi, pe diferite site-uri, plus ca am inceput sa ma uit numai la filme nemtesti, si de aia, de altfel, incep sa cant ca zuza noaptea!)</i>
si sa ma relaxez si eu un pic, asa. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"> Dar, in
primul rand sa incep cu manichiura! Voi cei care ma cunoasteti bine, stiti ca eu sunt pe rosu, grena, negru, gri inchis si iar negru, sau visiniu (urasc galbenul sau rozul de exemplu!!!). Dar uite, nu mi-a trecut prin cap ca eu ador si nuanta asta<b> (vezi foto dreapta). </b> Arata pur si simplu demential! Si modelul si
culoarea! Nu imi dau seama cum sunt facute, dar o sa ma interesez si poate, cine stie, o sa ma vedeti asa in curand. E un salon misto in centru aici, o sa le arat poza, sa vad daca s-or pricepe...)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"> Cum aproape am epuizat toate magazinele din Frankfurt, ca le-am scotocit si cumparat si probat aproape tot, mi-am zis sa fac un top al celor mai misto chestii (hainute, rochite, accesorii, pantofi etc) pe care mi le-as vrea anul asta in dulapul meu. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Si
inchei cu rujuri! Sunt pur si simplu superbe aceste nuante! Am si eu cateva
asemanatoare, mai ales nr2 si nr 3, dar nu chiar fix asa. </span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-73668542239319661862017-03-04T16:45:00.000+02:002017-03-04T17:06:33.494+02:00Cronica de carte - O LUNA DE DUMINICI de John Updike<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;"><b><u>Misoginii
sunt cei mai feministi</u></b>, as sintetiza in doar o propozitie acest roman
interesant, fresh dar complicat in acelasi timp, pe care l-as asemana
din punct de vedere culinar cu un soi de mancare de iepure impanat,
ori mistret cu masline, pe care doar adevaratii profesionisti in ale
gastronomiei il pot face, si relaxati fiind, sa bea in paralel, in sincron cu
rotirea lingurei prin oala, cate o gura de rom; asta in timp ce
carnea se face cum trebuie, la temperatura care trebuie, si sosul ei,
asisderea.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;"><b>John
Updike </b>scrie fara panica si fara carceii viscerali sau lingvistici.
El valseaza profesionist printre cuvintele cartii sale si face misto
de toata lumea inclusiv de alter ego-ul lui, Tom, un preot care de
fapt a devenit fatza bisericeasca pentru ca sa se razbune pe tatal
lui si pentru ca avea niste amintiri cam freud-iene cu maica-sa.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;"><b>Autorul</b><b>
reuseste in romanul "O luna de duminici" sa </b><b>admita
fatis ca barbatii de fapt </b><b>vene</b><b>reaza mai mult decat
orice pe lumea asta</b><b> pasiunea </b><b>carnala</b>, <b>si</b><b>
sa explice de ce </b><b>tot ei</b><b> de fapt urasc relatiile de
lunga durata si de ce </b><b>isi </b><b>venereaza amanta </b><b>sau,
mai bine zis, o noua amanta</b>. <u>O amanta primordiala, pe care o
cauta, si, fatidic, o gasesc exact cand nu trebuie. </u>In cel mai
prost moment el vietii lor, deobicei, cand au cele mai multe probleme
de rezolvat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Si bineinteles, acea amanta, care nu este nici cea mai
frumoasa, nici cea mai slaba, nici cea mai inalta, nici cea mai
desteapta dintre femei, reuseste sa le strice echilibrul vietii lor
comode familiale terne si indoliate de perspectiva a insasi mortii
lor. De ce barbatii de fapt cauta mii de pretexte ca sa insele, asa
cum cauta mii de pretexte ca sa ramana de fapt cu
sotia/femeia/logodnica legitima, de ce, in acelasi timp, ei cauta si
gasesc alte mii de motive ca sa se lepede de pasiunea vietii lor, de
jumatatea adevarata a vietii lor – amanta gasita pe drumul vietii
lor -, ea, amanta, pe care insa o batjocoresc, si nu numai in mintea
lor, ci si, verbal sau fizic?! <b>Totul culminand cu o dureroasa
despartire, culmea, cel care sufera mai mult este barbatul, pentru ca
tine in el durerea</b>, in schimb ea, cea parasita, isi gaseste in
doi timpi si trei miscari pe un altul, mult mai bun mai bogat, mai
viril, mai atent, mai capabil social si evident, neinsurat si fara
copii.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Si
mai apoi Updike - aka Tom -, ne explica babeste, exaltat, dupa ce se
declara un soi de Isus fals si falusian si complet necredincios,
tradat de propriile lor organe sexuale, cat de scarbit este mai apoi
de farmecul agresiv si vulgar al femeii pe care a ochit-o, sedus-o si
posedat-o si cat de mult ar vrea sa o faca sa dispara si sa inceapa
iar aceeasi schema, dar cu alta.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Autovictimizarea
excesiva a sotului necredincios i se pare chiar si autorului
bolnavicioasa si maligna. Caci motanul prins la borcanul cu smantana si
apoi infierat de toata comunitatea nu se simte deloc vinovat de
multiplele sale pacate, in schimb se simte ca un martir, extrem de
fericit, de fapt, in durerea lui trista, cavernoasa, maladiva si
singuratica.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">De
fapt Updike arata adevarata fata a barbatilor care sunt, sau multi
dintre ei, niste farisei, niste prefacuti, si fie ca viseaza la o
amanta, fie ca zambesc unei fete cu biciclete de pe strada fara a
intreprinde nimic, fie ca incep o relatie asumata (sau nu) cu vecina
de jos sau cu vreo colega, sunt MINCINOSI si nici ei nu stiu ce vor.
Si ca dupa cativa ani de la uscarea definitiva a pasiunii pentru
partenera de la inceput, sau de la mijloc, care le-a suportat toata
imputiciunea lor masculina ani in sir, el viseaza sa schimbe acel
ceva cenusiu din patul lor cu altceva mult mai colorat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Alice,
amanta dintai a lui Tom (Tom - "popa cel pervers", cum l-am
denumit eu in gluma), este o tipa ce canta la pian la biserica, in
pauzele dintre predicile amantului ei insurat, popa si cu doi copii
acasa. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Tot
romanul abunda de jigniri la adresa amantei, Tom numind-o ba prea
scunda, ba prea grasa, ba cu pielea prea dura, si nu fina ca a altei
posibile aventuri din oras, ba chioara, mioapa si chiar prostuta si
agresiva, si la final, o acuza de preacurvie cu multi alti barbati,
de rautate si micime.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Atunci
de ce atata valva? De ce sa te mai stresezi sa iti inseli sotia, sa
iti strici reputatia, sa te certi cu vecinii si, in cazul lui Tom –
aka Updike, sa mai si scrii un roman, daca "fata din vis"
este de fapt o "tampa" urata, usuratica, grasuta, mioapa,
scunda, lenesa, cam murdara, deloc talentata si in plus si enervanta,
si de care, mai mult, vrei sa scapi?!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;">Am
senzatia, (re)citind si aceasta carte<i> </i><i>(desi, am mai citit pe acelasi
subiect cam vreo 101 de alte romane) </i>scrisa de un barbat
inteligent precum Updike, <b>ca de fapt cea mai mare excitare a unui
mascul este sa isi gaseasca la un moment dat
o iubire, evident imperfecta <i>(pentru ca
perfecti sunt ei, nu noi, </i><i>femeile</i><i>!) </i>si apoi sa renunte
la ea in modul cel mai stupid, turbat si nesimtit posibil</b>. Si ca
mai apoi sa sufere in tacere pentru tot restul vietii, excitandu-se cu
gandul la ea si la durerea despartirii lor, si urandu-se si pe el si pe ea, din ce in ce mai
mult si mai profund. </span></div>
(by Ioana)</div>
Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-15858259318330652292017-03-04T03:02:00.001+02:002017-03-04T03:06:59.373+02:00Sa slabim rapid si sanatos. Si sa avem un ten misto. Si o piele misto. Hai sa vedem ce si cum<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Acum
vreo luna si ceva scriam pe blogul acesta despre cum am reusit sa imi
revigorez pletele. <i>(Ca nu este simplu si nici usor, mai ales daca de
la 14 ani tot ti-ai vopsit parul si ti-ai pus extensii peste extensii...
Dar, na, ca am reusit! Acum parul meu este ok!)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Mai multe prietene de pe net m-au rugat,
ulterior, sa le spun si niste secrete (ponturi) de-ale mele legate de
ten, piele si de greutate, sau cum am slabit, sau cum ma mentin etc.
Sau cum de fac ca daca ma ingras un pic, sa imi pun kilogramele exact
unde am eu nevoie...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Facusem
o pauza cu genul asta de sfaturi pentru ca era nebunie cu ordonantele alea. Adica fix: tara
arde si baba se piaptana si da sfaturi de frumusete... Era jenant. Acum
s-au mai linistit cat de cat apele (desi.... in fine...) asa ca,
profitand mai ales de pretextul ca suntem in "luna fetelor"
si mi se iarta, sper, daca scriu si chestii de si pentru femei intr-o
lume a barbatilor, am decis sa le raspund prietenelor mele virtuale,
de pe FB si blog (pe instagram nu prea intru, si nici pe twitter
decat daca vad ca mi-a scris vreo vedeta de peste hotare). O sa fac din
aceasta postare doua intr-una, adica (... o secunda sa vad daca s-au
limpezit rufele)...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Revin
(am pus la uscat rufele albe), acum astept rufele inchise sa se
termine de curatat si apoi sa le pun la uscat... (deh, de-ale
casnicutzei) :P :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">O
sa o iau punctual. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">1.
Cum sa slabesti cat mai rapid si sanatos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">2.
Cum sa te mentii in greutate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">3.
Cum sa adaugi kilograme exact unde vrei si nu sa se depuna aiurea si
inestetic.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">4.
Cum sa ai tenul curat si frumos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">5.
Cum sa ai pielea (de pe tot corpul) perfecta.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">ok...
sa incep...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>1.
Cum sa slabesti cat mai rapid si sanatos.</b></span></div>
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elimini pentru o perioada nedeterminata tot ce inseamna salamuri,
zahar, dulce, grasime, prajeli, zacusti, paste, paine, faina etc</span></div>
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faci sport (cat poti, dar faci)</span></div>
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te duci la baie ZILNIC!!! (sa nu aud ca nu se poate, ba se poate! Eu
nu stiu cum pot sta unele fete linistite 2 zile fara sa pupu... Iar
cand aud ca unele se duc la baie o data pe saptamana, ma ia cu
greata... Hellooo! Aveti toxine in corp! Care se depun unde vor ele
mai bine: pe ficat, in sange, pe solduri, etccc!)</span></div>
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din cand in cand masajsau auto-masaj de ala salbatic anti celulitic
(cu creme sau zatz e cafea, pentru detalii, intrebati-ma)</span></div>
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plus o gandire optimista. Si sa stiti ca nu se slabeste in 2 luni. Ai
nevoie de vreun an... Dar important este sa ajungi la greutatea
perfecta (fara celulita) ca dupa aia nu te mai ingrasi usor!</span></div>
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si evident, sa nu uit: FACI DRAGOSTE DES!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>2.
Cum sa te mentii in greutate.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Bun..
Repet ce am scris mai sus: trebuie sa ajungi la greutatea perfecta!
Adica sa constati ca nu mai ai grasime pe corp! Cand ai constatat
chestia asta, nu dai iama in 20 de prajituri si 10 saorme pe
saptamana! (Eu acum pot sa mananc noapte de noapte daca vreau cate o
mega saorma! Asta pentru ca mi-am facut ordine in corp! )</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Abia
dupa ce realizati si testati ca nu va mai ingrasati daca beti <b>o cola
normala</b>, abia dupa ce mancati <b>o inghetata </b>in parc si a doua zi va vin
blugii la fel, abia dupa ce beti cu fetele 2-3-4 <b>martini</b>, si a doua zi nu
va strang adidasii, <b>da</b>, abia atunci, poti spune: am reusit! Pot sa
mananc CAT DE CAT normal! Zic, cat de cat, pentru ca daca esti
BULIMICA, si ai asteptat ca sa slabesti DOAR ca sa mananci iar ca un PORC,
atunci nu ajungem nicaieri! Intelegi?!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>3.
Cum sa adaugi kilograme exact unde vrei si nu sa se depuna aiurea si
inestetic.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Vine
o vreme cand dupa ce ai slabit muuult, de iti sunt largi chiar si blugii din
generala (mi s-a intamplat acum 2 ani) (fie ca am exagerat cu
regimul, fie ca eram in depresie (murisera si bunicul, si bunica si
unchii.. off.. si nu mai aveam pofta de mancare). Eram deja prea
slaba dar si slabita. In afara de faptul ca mi se ascutisera trasaturile fetzei,
nici nu mai aveam putere. Aveam atacuri de panica, tahicardie, mi se
facea rau, eram varza. La un moment dat am inceput sa mananc zahar cu
lingura! Ca sa nu lesin. Dar nu era normal! Trebuia sa ma ingras un
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">(Sincer, la haine eram foarte multumita! Imi statea perfect
orice purtam, mai ales ca avand sanii mari, eram super ok: slaba si
cu sanii mari! Dar fizic, nu, nu eram ok. AAAA, plus ca manacand
numai salate, cipsuri si alte prostii fara calorii multe si fara
proteine, imi cadea si parul! Sau se rupea foarte usor!) Trebuia sa
fac ceva. Am inceput incet-incet sa mananc mai mult si mai sanatos.
Nu brusc, ci incet-incet. Si dupa cam doi ani si ceva, m-am revenit f
ok ca si psihic (nu mai sunt asa de depresiva) si ca fizic (nu mai am
tahicardie, nu mai am stari de lesin. Nu mai trebuie sa imi iau zahar
in poseta in caz ca mi se face rau pe strada!) Dar revenind la ce am
zis eu ca va zic de la inceput: cum faci sa iti pui kilogramele exact
unde trebuie?</span><br />
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mananci chestii cu proteine, dar fara sa exagerezi cu grasimea sau
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faci sport</i></span></div>
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te vizualizezi in minte: cum vrei sa arati si asa vei arata</i></span></div>
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si evident, toate punctele de la numarul 1.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b>4.
Cum sa ai tenul curat si frumos.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Aici
recunosc ca trebuie sa va spun din start ca eu am gene bune. Adica eu
nu am avut pe nimeni din familie sa aiba tenul gras, ori cu cosuri,
purulent etc. Eu am un ten cam... perfect. Sorry, asta e. Dar cum
sa il mentii perfect? Pai aici o sa va spun ce fac, sau, mai degraba
ce nu fac:</span></div>
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pana la 22 de ani nu foloseam nicio crema, nimic. Apoi am incepit cu
NIVEA. Si NIVEA a ramas, dar doar cand simt eu ca tenul e nitel
uscat! (Atentie, nu ma dau pe nas sau pe frunte, ci unde simt eu ca e
tenul uscat.) Am incercat si alte firme, dar mi-au produs urticarie,
iritatie. Sunt foarte ciudata si conservatoare, sau mai degraba,
corpul meu este. Pentru ca eu sincer as vrea sa nu imi iau numai
Nivea, </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">mai ales ca la cati bani am bagat in Nivea, si eu si mama,
puteau lejer sa ne faca imaginea firmei, dar din pacate, tenul meu
reactioneza ciudat la alte creme. Adica decat alte creme, mai bine
unt, sau mai bine nimic!</span><br />
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nu prea ma machez. O sa radeti. Cum, ca mereu te vedem machiata! Pai,
ma vedeti, dar voi stiti vreo 100 de aparitii de-ale mele.. NU stati
zi de zi cu mine sa ma vedeti zi de zi. Cine a intrat pe blogurile
mele a vazut ca eu nu ma machiez acasa. Sau foarte rar, cand vine
cineva in vizita, sau cand fac vreun live, ceva.</span></div>
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Daca ma machiez foarte tare, nu dorm asa, ci ma sterg, chiar de sunt
foarte obosita. Baia mea e plina de pachetele cu vata si pufi. Pe
care ii folosesc cand e cazul.</span></div>
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incerc sa nu mananc sarat si nici foarte dulce. Poate nu realizati,
dar mancand sarat si dulce, nu numai ininterior aveti probleme, dar
si la nivelul pielii, care ajunge sa fie, cum au unele doamne, rosie
sau plina de pete sau gauri.. :(</span></div>
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nu ma spal cu sapun pe fata.</span></div>
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ma spal cu apa rece pe fatza, si intotdeauna ma spal de jos in sus,
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foarte rar imi fac masti de fatza. Nu fac des pentru ca nu am
nevoie....</span></div>
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Cum sa ai pielea (de pe tot corpul) perfecta.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Se
face noapte si trebuie sa mai si dorm. O sa fiu succinta la punctul
asta "Cum sa ai pielea (de pe tot corpul) perfecta". Pai in
primul rand nu folosesc bureti de baie. Buretii de baie au foarte
multe bacterii, chiar de par ei foarte curati. Apoi, nu prea ma duc
la stranduri, sau daca ma duc, fac dupa aia dusuri. Nu ma dau cu
crema pe corp decat atunci cand simt ca este deshidratat. Nu ma duc f
des la solar! Iar daca ma duc, ma dau cu crema speciala de solar.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Si
cat atat... :) In rest, e vorba de ADN-ul bun...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Va
sarut! Astept si alte intrebari! :)</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">............. Nu am cuvinte.......<br />
Oricum, este cea mai oribila<br />
tinuta pe care am vazut-o eu vreodata! Locul 1,<br />
evident, in topul <span style="font-size: 12.8px;">celor mai urate tinute de la Oscar 2017!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Jur ca in viata mea nu am vazut asa de multe tinute urate la un loc! Adica, eventual, poate daca se numea evenimentul: C</span><b style="font-size: 14pt;">ele mai hidoase haine din lume</b><span style="font-size: 14pt;">! Sau: D</span><b style="font-size: 14pt;">e la vomitiv la grotesc! </b><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Am facut aici un TOP al celor mai oribile tinute de la Oscar 2017.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">A, si nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc cat costa porcariile alea de le-au purtat "divele" anul asta la at the <b>89th Academy Awards!</b> Bine, logic, actritelor nu le pasa, ele isi iau banii (zeci de mii de euro) de la casa de moda respectiva sau de la creatorul de moda respectiv, arunca haina la gunoi si isi vad mai departe de viata. Ceea ce nu inteleg eu este cum naiba ajung <u>niste designeri atat de praf si fara niciun talent</u> sa imbrace toata elita de la <b>Hollywood</b>?! Pentru ca in Romania, jur cu mana pe inima, sunt pe putin 10-12 designeri (designerite) (cu multe/multi din ele/ei sunt prietena si cu multe din ele am colaborat!!!) care fac rochii de 1000 de ori mai frumoase decat porcariile de mai jos, si evident, mult mai ieftine!</span></div>
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<b style="font-size: 14pt;">De fapt, s</b><b style="font-size: 14pt;">unt foarte prost impresionata de tot ceea ce a insemnat Oscar 2017.</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">De la filmele nominalizate, la castigatorii alesi, la glumele cam slabute ale prezentatorului, si apoi la gafa imensa de la final, pana la muzica si sonorizarea din momentele de relax – se auzea cam prost, plus ca uneori coregrafia lasa de dorit!!! totusi, suntem in 2017, asteptam ceva special!!! - , si pana la tinutele invitatilor care au fost dezgustatoare, de un prost gust, greu de inchipuit....</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">In afara de vreo 4-5 rochii, 90% erau ORIBILE. Sau, UNELE, nici macar nu erau rochii, erau costume maron-cacanii cu 4 numere mai mari, Doamne apara-ma si fereste-ma, cum sa te imbraci in halul asta la OSCAR?!!!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">In alta ordine de idei, sunt scarbita si de prostia romanilor nostri cineasti care persista intr-un mod absolut stupid si masochist sa faca filme ieftine (adica, par ieftine, desi costa o gramada de bani!!!), superficiale, triste, cenusii si evident cu parastase si cu multa ciorba. Iar cand nu e ciorba, sunt sarmale. Sunt ABSOLUT ingretosata de faptul ca regizorii si producatorii romani de film reusesc (sau mai degraba nu reusesc) sa trimita de zeci de ani la Oscar, numai PORCARII.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sunt suparata pentru ca stiu cat de talentati suntem noi romanii, si nu pot sa cred ca nu naste creierul nostru ceva mai misto, ca sa luam si noi o data dracului o statueta de aia.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">O sa incep sa ma ocup serios de aici din Frankfurt de problema asta. Nu neaparat ca actrita. M-am sictirit de faza cu scena, actoria. Muncesti ca vita, si la final tot cineva va comenta si se va c..a pe munca ta: Ca nu iti sta bine parul, machiajul, ca esti falsa, ca joci la fel in orice film, ca n-ai silicoane, sau ca ai silicoane, ca esti prea alba, sau prea neagra (adica prea cu mult bronz de la solar), ca prea ai parul scurt, sau prea ai multe extensii, ca o imiti pe Marilyn sau pe Vivien, sau ca nu imiti pe nimeni, ca esti prea romanca, prea cu accent, prea fara pistrui sau prea cu pistrui....... ca sa joci o fata cuminte, ba ca nu, ca de fapt sa joci o desuchiata, dar nici asa... si asa mai departe! Evident, aceste pareri erau din Romania. Cand intr-adevar incercam sa prind orice contract actoricesc, fie ca erau reclame, videoclipuri, filme de scurt-metraj, piese de teatru, sau scenarii de televiziune.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Daca pe barbati
ii pot intelege de ce mimeaza uneori o relatie<i> (pentru ca sunt lenesi si le
este comod sa stea unde e moale si cald, pentru ca isi aduc aminte de
primitorul pantec maternal),</i> pe femei nu le pot intelege de ce stau si
se complac intr-o relatie falsa, mai ales daca ele sunt cele care muncesc
care pun bani in casa, care se agita ca totul sa fie bine!!!<b></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Barbatii mimeaza
de multe ori fericirea</b> pentru ca cea mai mare fericire pentru ei este sa stea si
sa frece pula in timp ce cineva munceste pentru ei. Ei, eu vorbesc
aici de ceea ce viseaza barbatii. <b>Faptul ca unii s-au trezit din
embrionat si mai si muncesc pe lumea asta este o chestie pur si
simplu intamplatoare</b>. Pentru ca daca, de la nastere, barbatii ar avea
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- Vrei sa
muncesti toata viata ca sa hranesti o nesimtita si vreo doi sau trei
copii obraznici care mai tarziu o sa te scuipe in ochi si o sa iti ia tot ce ai muncit?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- Sau vrei sa
stai toata viata cu pula in sus, nefacand nimic, prefacandu-te ca
lucrezi la ceva fooooooarte important, si fiind intretinut de nevasta?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">... evident
99,999% dintre barbati ar zice: VREAU SA STAU CU PUTZA IN SUS SI SA
NU FAC NIMIC! </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Cred ca din
timpuri stravechi barbatii au avut o mare boala pe femei. Ca ele stau
acasa si ca ei trebuie sa se duca la vanat. Ma gandesc la
str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>str-str</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span><span style="font-size: medium;">str</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span><span style="font-size: medium;">str</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span><span style="font-size: medium;">str</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span><span style="font-size: medium;">
str</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a</span><span style="font-size: medium;">
bunicul meu, <b>Bubura Wadi.</b> In zori, el</span><span style="font-size: medium;"> isi
tragea blana de mamut </span><span style="font-size: medium;">pe
cap s</span><span style="font-size: medium;">i, in timp ce
nevasta-sa, </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Draki</b>,</span><span style="font-size: medium;">
sforaia linistita si cu burta plina, el, sc</span><span style="font-size: medium;">r</span><span style="font-size: medium;">a</span><span style="font-size: medium;">snind</span><span style="font-size: medium;">
din dinti, trebuia sa iasa afara din pestera, </span><span style="font-size: medium;">pe
o vifornita cumplita, </span><span style="font-size: medium;">ca
sa mai caute </span><span style="font-size: medium;">c</span><span style="font-size: medium;">eva
de vanat. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">Mii de an
de-a randul str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-str-str<span style="font-size: medium;">a-</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>stra-stra stra stra stra stra stra bunicii nostri au
vanat mamuti, bouri, si multe altele, ca cica asa trebuia. <i>Ca femeia
din dotare, si de altfel orice femeie, se plangea 6 zile pe luna ca o
doare capul, apoi daca ramanea insarcinata, cam 9 luni ca o doare
burta. In restul timpului o durea vreun dinte sau avea atacuri de
panica.</i> Scazand si calculand, <b>Bubura Wadi</b> si-a dat seama ca
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nevasta-sa il cam trage pe sfoara! <span style="font-size: medium;">Adica,
ea </span><span style="font-size: medium;">doar punea seminte
in pamant si se juca cu papagalul Dodo, in timp ce el facea toata
treaba! Pe e alta parte, mno, </span><span style="font-size: medium;">ce
sa-i faci?!</span><span style="font-size: medium;"> <b>Fara femeie,
barbatii "e" tristi.</b> A incercat <b>Bubura</b> sa isi ia alta nevasta. Vazuse
el ca in tribul vecin, femeile sunt mai mari, mai inalte si s-a gandit
ca alea muncesc mai mult decat ingalata de Draki. Gresit. Cand a adus-o in pestera lui pe
<b>Yulene</b> cea inalta si cu cozi lungi blonde a avut parte de o mare
surpriza. <b>Yulene</b> s-a pus pe mancat. Si pentr</span><span style="font-size: medium;">u
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Bubura</b> al meu
s-a enervat. A dat-o afara si pe <b>Yulene</b>, dar mai greu, ca aia era
mare si l-a cam cotonogit, plus ca i-a spart in cap toata vesela din
placi tectonice. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Obosit, si deja un
pic mai batran, Bubura a zis ca mai degraba sa stea langa un barbat.
<b>Glumesc</b>. Daca ar fi fost asa, eu nu mai eram aici ca sa va povestesc
tampeniile astea. Evident, <b>Bubura</b> s-a intors la <b>Draki,</b> cea mignona, dracoasa
si lenesa, dar care macar nu arata ca un dinozaur constipat. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Morala e alta.
Dupa atatia mii de ani de "sclavagism", anumiti barbati au decis ca e
cazul ca sa se revolte. <i>"Imi bag p..a, eu nu mai misc niciun
deget. Ei na, sa puta pamantul sub mine, sa arda
casa, eu nu ma ridic de aici!"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Acesti barbati
pur si simplu nu mai vor sa faca nimic. Dupa ce milioane de ani stra-stra stra stra
stra stra stra stra stra stra stra bunicii lor si-au dat viata ca sa
aiba grija de o femeie, ei pur si simplu fac greva. Si fug imediat
cand dau de o femeie care ii considera barbati adevarati, ca cei din
povesti. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Si evident mai
exista si proaste, avortoni esuati, care cred ca pot cumpara cu o
chiftea iubirea unui barbat lenes si nesimtitor si egoist. Dar, da! Ce
credeti?! Chiar exista. Exista femei cu probleme psihice<u>, si care se mint toata viata ca ele, de fapt, au iubit cum
n-a mai vazut pamantul</u> si nu ca un nesimtit doar s-a folosit de ele ca sa aiba o viata linistita si fara stress. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Vreti sa va zic de ce astia se mint reciproc? Pentru ca este o simbioza
perfecta: lichen-copac. <b>Barbatii de acest gen isi mint nevasta actuala cum ca ea este unica
iubire, asta numai pentru ca le e lene sa puna osul la treaba si sa se duca sa vaneze. Le e o lene
profunda. <u>O lene milenara care s-a acumulat in ADN ul lor.</u></b> </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Dar vine
un moment in viata acestor barbati cand se indragostesc pe bune. Uita
pentru moment ca sunt niste larve lenese. Sentimentul de <b>lup alfa</b> din
ancestrale memorii pune stapanire pe ei. Problema e tot femeia.
Femeia de care ei se indragostesc iremediabil se transforma – ca
asa sunt unele femei-copii -, din <b>zeita nebunatica</b> care dansa pe
mese, in viitoarea mama care vrea la baie tot timpul (pentru ca are sarcina toxica) si are nervi din
orice. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Sentimentul
inaltator de sef de trib dispare, si specimenul revine la starea
initiala: amfibie lenesa sau lichen sau pluvian de crocodil. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Cand
individul detecteaza in peisaj o epava pe care poate sa isi atarne
lesul, nu ezita sa faca asta. <b>Epava il va purta in deriva, dar il va
purta</b>. El nu va mai trebui sa miste niciun deget ca sa se salveze.
Prefera sa fie un cadavru viu, in loc sa lupte pentru dragoste.
Pentru ca e obositor uneori sa lupti pentru dragoste. Si, la o adica,
nu mai bine sa mananci hamburger cu o grasa decat sa te lupti pentru
o bucata de paine pe care sa o imparti cu o frumoasa. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Stiu, cuvintele
mele poate dor. Pentru ca sunt persoane care s-au mintit toata viata.
Dar la final, cand te duci in lumea celor drepti, adevarul dureros
iese la suprafata. Si oricat crezi tu ca ai dreptate, biet muritor
plin de defecte, o sa vezi ca te-ai inselat. <b>Pentru ca adevarul este numai unul</b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Asadar, ca sa rezum, unii
prefera o dragoste calduta, in locul unei adevarate pasiuni. O iubire
adevarata se cunoaste. Se vede. Vad toti. Nu te dai mare cu iubirea adevarata. Pentru ca iubirea adevarata e prea sacra pentru publicitate de asta iefina cu inimioare desenate pe carton de impachetat pantofi. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Eu vin si le
intreb pe doamnele astea care muncesc de le sare </span><span style="font-size: medium;">splina
din ele pentru un mascul lenes: <b>chiar </b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>merita sa te distrugi si sa te minti pentru ca ti-e lene sa cauti un alt barbat mai bun, mai muncitor, mai adevarat?! Cat de jenant este ca o femeie sa intretina in barbat care se mai si gandeste la alta?! RUSINOS.... SI FOARTE JENANT!</b> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Eu am
multe prietene care si-au dat seama, da, e adevarat, dar dupa vreo 10-15-
17-20 de ani, ca au stat langa un nesimtit, un lichen, un paduche, un impostor, care se
gandea la alte femei, de fapt, la orice alta femeie in afara de ele, desi le zambea frumos si le zicea: draga mea, eu doar pe tine te iubesc....Offf... Trist. Mi-e mila de astfel de femei. Isi dau viata pentru in mincinos. Adevarul e ca trebuie sa te duca si capul. Unii se prind mai greu... Oricum, e trist ca unele nu vor nici acum sa deschida ochii! <b>Sa stai cu ochii inchisi si sa nu vezi adevarul, e cel mai usor lucru
din lume. </b>Dar<b> </b>sa duci chestia asta la paroxism, si chiar sa sustii ca aia a fost sau e dragoste, cand de fapt a fost o farfurie cu ciorba calaie si fara sare, ori e nebunie ori e prostie. Ori, dracu stie... M-am plictisit deja de subiect! :)) </span><br />
<span style="font-size: medium;"> Adevarul este ca unii nu au curajul sa incerce sa manance icre negre si calamari. Se rezuma sa manace numai ciorba veche si paine mucegaita. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Ca le e frica sa incerce mai mult. Si crapa in mormant cu ciorba stricata in gatlej.</i></span><br />
<i><span style="font-size: medium;">Si atat.</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">De ce sa inveti
o noua limba straina?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Nu toate lumea e
interesata doar de hainute, parfumele, manele sau patratele de
pe abdomen. Nu zic ca astea nu sunt si ele importante, dar dupa
parerea mea, sa ai un creier cat mai dotat, este cel mai cool lucru
pentru o persoana. Mai ales cand stii ca daca ajungi sa vorbesti
bine o noua limba straina, poti sa primesti un salariu de vreo
4000 de euro pe luna in loc de 1000. In plus de asta, eu sunt o
persoana curioasa, nu pot sta ca vita cand niste oameni vorbesc ceva
pe langa mine si eu nu inteleg. Astfel, un alt motiv pentru care
vreau sa stiu <b>la perfectie</b> o limba straina este pentru ca
vreau sa inteleg ce se vorbeste fara sa am nevoie de interpreti. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Cate limbi
straine stim, si cum le stim?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Luati un pic si
o hartie si notati </span><span style="font-size: medium;">pe
un tabel </span><span style="font-size: medium;">cate limbi
straine stiti cu adevarat. O sa fiti suparat pentru ca o sa
constatati ca nu stiti decat engleza, si nici aia </span><span style="font-size: medium;">corect</span><span style="font-size: medium;">.
Ceea ce nu este bine! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Eu stiu mai
multe limbi straine. Unele le stiu aproape perfect, sau, tind spre
perfectiune cum sunt <b>engleza si franceza </b><i>(</i><i>de retinut
ca </i><i>o limba straina se imbunatateste permanent – vorba profei
mele de engeleza care ma batea la cap: </i><i><b>"improve you
english!"</b></i><b> </b>); pe altele le stiu bine, le inteleg
dar, neexersand, nu le manuiesc asa de rapid: precum sunt <b>italiana
si spaniola</b>. Mai inteleg si stiu sa citesc si inteleg alte doua
alte limbi: <b>l</b><b>atina </b><b>veche </b><b>si machedoneasca</b>
(dialectul <b>fărșerot</b> - care este mai apropiat de limba
romana), iar de cativa ani invat <b>germana</b>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">O sa va explic
cum am invatat limba franceza, apoi trec si la germana, pentru ca
este dintr-o alta perioada a vietii mele, recenta, si este mai greu
sa inveti o limba straina cand esti mai in varsta (mai ales daca limba respectiva este mai dificila).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Franceza:</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Am inceput sa
invat de mica cuvinte in limba franceza, pentru ca bunica mea era si
ea o poliglota (stia franceza, germana, latina si rusa) si de mica
aveam carti cu povesti in limba franceza. Cand am fost la scoala am
invatat temeinic gramatica franceza. Nimeni nu m-a obligat, dar,
pentru ca simteam nevoia sa fiu perfecta la franceza, sa vorbesc cu
accent perfect si sa stiu orice cuvant, aveam urmoarea reteta:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- ma uitam la
filme frantuzesti (ceea ce fac si acum de cate ori pot!),</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- ascultam
radiouri frantuzesti,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- muzica
frantuzeasca, pana am ajuns la performanta:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">- sa citesc in
franceza mai multe carti printre care <b>La Peste</b> a lui <b>Camus.
</b><b>(</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Este oribil sa citesti
acea carte despre ciuma si sobolani in romana, daramite in franceza.
Eram si sunt o masochista si imi place sa ma torturez (deh, sunt
scorpion!) ca sa ajung la ceea ce am eu mai bun in mine.) Rezultatul
a fost ca am luat la bac punctajul maxim la franceza iar la facultate am intrat fara probleme.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Germana</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Acum
o sa va vorbesc despre limba ermana. Am decis sa invat germana nu cand ma
batea bunica mea la cap (la 6-7 ani) cu niste dictionare urate, pline de cuvinte
neinteligibile si oribile. NUU! Ci acum vreo 6 ani cand am pus mana, la un anticariat, pe o carte cu povesti. Era replica 1/1 a unei
carti din copilaria mea, pe care o citeam la Odobesti, si despre care
eu am mai vorbit pe blogurile mele: <b>Povesti de Wilhelm Hauff.</b> Erau
atat povesti orientale, cat si istorii pur nemtesti, o carte groasa, galbena, cu scris mare si desene multe. </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">O lasasem la Odobesti. Oricum cartea era a
verisoarei mele, Danutza. Si cand am gasit peste ani cartea, insa in varianta
germana, am luat-o fara sa stau pe ganduri. Problema era ca, oricat buchseam la ea, nu
reuseam sa citesc mai nimic. :)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Asta
a fost primul pas. Apoi a fost o pauza de cativa ani si acum doi ani
am aflat ca trebuie sa ma mut in <b>Germania</b>. Cateva luni nu am
constientizat ce trebuie sa fac. Nu am priceput ca TREBUIE sa invat germana. Inca ma
uitam la filmele mele preferate cu Poirot, cu detectivi, cu Marilyn Monroe... Pana cand m-a
ambitionat ceva. Am vazut ca anumite persoane mai slab cultural
si intelectual pregatite decat mine au inceput sa se dea mari ca ele vorbesc
germana. Ba chiar pareau ca stiu germana. Mi s-a facut tare rusine. Daca m-ar fi vazut bunica?! Si asa
am inceput sa incep autoflagelarea mea cu 4 carti diferite de invatat limba
germana, cu filme non stop in germana, cu vreo 3 programe pe calculator de
invatat germana, cu liste in toata casa cu traduceri din engleza sau
romana in GERMANA... </span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Zielele astea
mi-am facut un soi de test cu gramatica si cuvinte si mi-au zis ca sunt la nivelul a1. Erau din 100, vreo 30 de puncte. Eu, la
cat invat si am tot invatat ma asteptam la un alt rezultat, mult mai mare, dar avand
in vedere ca am facut testul in 10 minute si fara sa ma gandesc mult, e
ok. Mergem spre ok. A, am o mica problema cu litera h. Inca nu pot sa
il pronunt ca si cum l-as scuipa, asa cum il pronunta nemtii. Dar
lucrez si la asta. </span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Va
pup si spor la invatat tuturor! Sper ca sfaturile mele v-au folosit
cat de cat!</span></span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-10698494077600562292017-02-21T19:51:00.004+02:002017-02-22T12:29:05.768+02:00LUCIUL e pentru prosti. Luciu e forever!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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urma cu ceva ani, sa zic vreo 14 (aoleoooooooooooooo, cat timp a
trecut!!!!) deci cam prin prin 2003 vara, cand eram angajata (zic
angajata, ca la Gardianul aveam carte de munca, la Gardianul dar la
sectia monden), era in voga mare pe atunci in Romania: </span><b><span style="color: red;">NICOLETA
LUCIU.</span></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Eram chiar prietene, as zice. De fapt, o cunoscusem prin <b>Dinu Maxer</b>,
care era un soi de var al actualei neveste a fostului sef al mamei
mele, Titi Popescu. Stiu, e complicat, dar asa e viata mea, foarte
complicata. (si are si multe aspecte.. :)) )</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Intr-o
zi, nu in 2003, ci mai inapoi, prin 2000, ajung la redactia VIP (<i>unde
lucram ca nebuna, dar nu aveam nici carte de munca si imi plateam singura telefonul, taxiul si
spagile catre surse....)</i> erau doua fete cucuiete si impresarul lor Dinu
(Maxer) pe care il stiam din vara trecuta, de cand lansase trupa
Axxa plus ca stiam ca e varul lui Sendy (actuala sotie a lui Titi). Buuuuun. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">Pe el il stiam, stiam si ca este ruda cu tipa care il
calarea pe Titi Popescu (o unguroaica -cam trecuta- din zona
Petrosani), dar nu stiam de fetele alea doua din trupa Laguna, parca.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Aici,
trebuie sa confirm mitul cum ca Dinu Maxer si-a lansat
iubitele! Mda.. Fosta, ma rog, ca la ea ma refer acum. Pe Nico. <b>(Iar daca e sa ma scormonesc candva in minte, Deea de acum a incasat prin 2006 vara titlul "MIss sani" pentru ca DINU m-a rugat foarte frumos, nu pentru ca era cea mai dotata... )</b> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: medium;">Revenind la Nicoleta... Daca nu se combina ea cu un frumusel ca el (Dinu) care sa o introduca fara sa vrea in lumea show-bizului miorotic, apai...: canci lansari, canci evenimente,
canci PRO, canci Teo, canci Zsolt, canci bani, canci vila....</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Dar
Nico e o super fata. Serios.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Revenind la vara lui 2003, la redactia mare de la <b>Gardianul,</b> cand
noi (fetele de la monden) imparteam acelasi birou cu obraznicii
si uneori simpaticii de la Sport. <i>Unul dintre ei a murit... Condoleante..., apropos... :( </i></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFUlr6cLnFh9wP0Lf6HUb8gbIYPSdXgXy7lbFsHzDbAlavSw0pgBNeXhArBaaQ7WbI7fL1U4N4qoqra8ZqFX_I8d5JdmohA0_GQrw0khg7w-wKvmhvG70_I2bq1QUw1nwD4i2EEqafx7W/s1600/nicoleta-luciu1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFUlr6cLnFh9wP0Lf6HUb8gbIYPSdXgXy7lbFsHzDbAlavSw0pgBNeXhArBaaQ7WbI7fL1U4N4qoqra8ZqFX_I8d5JdmohA0_GQrw0khg7w-wKvmhvG70_I2bq1QUw1nwD4i2EEqafx7W/s320/nicoleta-luciu1.jpg" width="185" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">Revenant. Era
chiar o super echipa. NU stiu daca cea mai buna pe sport dinre toate
ziarele si tv urile din Romania, dar cu siguranta cea mai haioasa.
Si, fiind colegi de ziar si de birou, m-au rugat frumos, de nenumarate ori, sa o chem la
un interviu in birou pe celebraaaaaaaaaaa <b>NICOLETA LUCIUUUUUUUU!</b> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Adica pe
sexoasa eclatanta cu sfarcurile mereu la vedere, cu gropitze
doritoare, cu fund bombat si picioare interminabile, cu tocuri cui
atzatzatoare si buze rosii senzuale! Pe cea cu sani imenshi, amentzitori si
buclucashi, care, s-a intamplat, nu spun prostii, sa scape din lesa,
si sa se reverse in toata grandoarea lor parfumata, fix pe terenul de
fotbal, atunci cand doua biete echipe incercau si ele sa joace un
meci. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: medium;">Acea <b>Nicoletaaaaaaaaa</b> care i-a innebunit pe tozti romanii cu posesor de penis, de
la mic la mare, de la bogati la mai putini bogati, de la jurnalisti
persiflatori, pana la taranoi grobieni din Adunatii Copaceni sau Lehliu Gara.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Eu
sunt o fata de cuvant</b>. Si mereu am fost asa. Asa ca am zis ca incerc
sa o aduc pe celebrisimma Nico la redactie, la Gardianul (<i>actuala redactie a
Romania TV...</i> ) ca sa dea autografe si sa ii iau si un interviu pentru, si anume, ziarul unde lucram. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Am
sunat-o, mi-a confirmat o zi anume, si am asteptat-o. Am uitat insa
sa le zic colegilor exact ziua in care BOMBA aterizeaza, asa ca in momentul cand Nicoleta a
sosit la poarta la ziarul Gardianul, uitasem si eu complet de ea, daramite
colegii mei de breasla.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Primesc
un telefon de pe alt numar. "<i>Buna iubita, am ajuns! Ia-ma te rog
de la poarta de la voi. Sunt niste neni foarte mari pe care scrie BGS
si se uita urat la mine!"</i> - mi-a susurat Nico, copilareste
(pentru cine nu stie, Nicoleta Luciu este de fapt un copil dulce si
scump si foarte timorat).</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgHbVKvbmRqCfEstY3D1v2Y6CWzMKaIZ7TZ8y67yu903eN_FdHUU7Vzr4ODtO595sF3kNlNCQ3zmNP_Qe9WRzrNsXEqxjBVsyRuvBXd1lOWy-vjGZ50wI2JiCLEgiIyKP7SH4jG0AqlI5d/s1600/nicoleta-riduri2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgHbVKvbmRqCfEstY3D1v2Y6CWzMKaIZ7TZ8y67yu903eN_FdHUU7Vzr4ODtO595sF3kNlNCQ3zmNP_Qe9WRzrNsXEqxjBVsyRuvBXd1lOWy-vjGZ50wI2JiCLEgiIyKP7SH4jG0AqlI5d/s200/nicoleta-riduri2.jpg" width="164" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">In
graba, nu am mai apucat sa le zic celor doua cotzofene cu care lucram
atunci (c& i) ca o aduc pe CELEBRRRRRRAAA LUCIU, daramite
colegilor de la Sport (erau in ziua aia cam 5-6 in birou) si m-am
repezit spre iesire, cu ecusonul in mana. Colegii de la BGS nu aveau
ei nevoie de ecuson de la mine, imi citeau toate articolele deci stiau cine sunt eu, plus ca in
ultima perioada, din anumite motive bine intemeiate, purtam mereu
tocuri si fusta scurta, asa ca aveam voie sa chem pe oricine vroiam
eu in redactie cata vreme nu semana cu <b>Bin Laden</b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Eu
cunosc orice alta femeie, chit ca isi pune vreun sac pe cap, chit ca se vopseste, nu se machiaza sau se ingrasa. Asta pentru ca <b>NOI,
femeile</b> suntem mai atente la detalii. <b>Pricepem si procesam mai mult
si mult mai rapid, orice.</b> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: medium;">Am vazut ca fata cat mine de inalta, cu sapca pe cap,
cu inceput de mustata, cu tenisi, cu pulover un pic murdar, nefardata
si nerujata este chiar NICO. Nu i-am zis nimic... Asa alesese ea sa se
prezinte la un interviu la <b>Gardianul</b>. Probabil ca pentru vedete, ma
gandeam eu atunci, <b>Gardianul </b>era un soi de site (desi era ziar tiparit!!!)
trist, limitat si comunist (era cam psd-ist, asa-i...). Deci, ce-o fi
fost in capul ei? <i>"Neinteresant. Ma imbrac ca atunci cand duc
gunoiul."</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Adevarul
era ca unele vedete imi raspundeam la telefon ca sa imi fac articolele alea din ziar numai din mila pentru mine.
Ca ele nu citeau Gardianul. Ca sa imi iau si eu bani ca fac un interviu.
Dar ce sa fac, decat sa lucrez aproape gratis la VIP condusa de
<b>Brancu</b>, lucram asa, fix cum v-am descris, dar macar cu carte de munca,
la Gardianul. Scuza mea e ca nu am scris politica pe atunci, ca daca
as fi scris ceva de politica, probail ca as fi fost data afara pentru
ca opiniile mele ce nu empatizau defel cu ale conducerii. Dar pe vremea aia erau niste neni si tante mai in varsta care sugeau de unde puteau ca sa scrie niste kkturi de editoriale scarboase pupincuriste pro pesediste <i>(inca o data imi cer scuze ca am lucrat acolo... dar asa e in presa...)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Revenind
la Luciu</span><span style="font-size: medium;">.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">A
venit Nico dupa mine in redactie, zambindu-mi haios pe sub sapca, dar un pic stresata. Observ si azi, in anii
2017, chestia asta. Sunt barbati superficiali care nu vad dincolo de o
sapca murdara si de un zambet nefardat. Si pierd o gramada de ocazii, cretinii.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Nico
</b>se asezase la un birou din redactie, undeva spre usa, si eu ii luam un interviu.
Niciunul din sectia Sport nu era interesat de fata aia care intrase
pe usa alaturi de mine. Pana cand, nu mai stiu cine, unul mai curios dintre ei, a
venit spre mine, doar atunci cand Nicoleta Luciu s-a dus la baie, ca sa ma
intrebe <b>"cine mai e si stramba asta?"</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Nu,
nu pot sa zic ca orgoliul meu era excitat. Ba zic. Chiar era excitat!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Adica
io, fata cuminte a redactiei (pe vremea aia) eram considerata mult mai sexy decat
invitata mea, acea VEDETA care era considerata ACUM o "stramba" si asta doar
pentru ca nu avea tocuri, decolteu si nu era pensata si machiata?
Fuck! Cat de idioti pot sa fie barbatii?????!!<u> (va zic eu: foarte idiotzi!)</u></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Nu
stiam ce sa le zic baietilor.... Dar ma gandeam ca si eu, mai acum ceva ani
fusesem la fel retinuta de mare masa a masculilor: drept <i>"fata
aia cu sapca, nemachiata, probabil o tocilara neinteresanta, probabil
o tampita"...</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Tineam
si la ei, la colegii mei de redactie, dar si la Nico, ca pana la urma, da, ea era prietena mea! Asa ca le-am
zis, dar inainte sa vina inapoi de la baie Nico, ca EA este CELEBRA
NICOLETA LUCIU de la TV si din poze, ea este fata din Playboy, si de
peste tot din acea perioada! Ea este: THE STAR-UL ANULUI!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Baietii
s-au crucit, au injurat – au zis ca sunt prosti!- , apoi, cand
Luciu a venit de la baie, timida, asa cum o stiu eu si doar prietenii apropiati, s-au strans totzi in jurul ei si i-au cerut
autografe, rusinati. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Voi,
barbatii, ati inteles ceva din chestia asta?</b></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="scpc-0-0"><span data-text="true"><span data-offset-key="31g7e-0-0"><span data-text="true">Cred ca o iau pe urmele lui Tuca. Las pentru o perioada politica si ma afund in placeri literare. Foarte frustant sa nu ai decat 3 cititori la ceva un pic mai romantic si profund, in schimb sa fie foarte multi care iti dau like la o poza sexy. Ma intreb ce s-ar fi intamplat daca nu eram sexy? Probabil ca primeam like-uri din mila, gen, ia uite si pe aia grasa, hai sa ii dam in like, sau ia uite-o si pe aia cu 7 copii si cu sotul plecat de acasa, doua like-uri daca se poate.</span></span><div data-block="true" data-editor="4ri51" data-offset-key="8fr70-0-0">
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<span data-offset-key="8fr70-0-0"><span data-text="true">Vecina mea portugheza ma delecteaza azi cu un miros mai special. NU mai este doar usturoi simplu. Se simte ceva savuros. Culmea, nu imi este foame. Am aripioare prajite prin frigider... Am avut si niste peste (poate va zic candva reteta, a fost un macrou super bun impanat cu lamaie si inconjurat de rosii de alea micute si de alte nebunii gen Gemuse style) dar l-am terminat azi. </span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="scpc-0-0"><span data-text="true">Dar mirosul asta de vin cu vanat si cu usturoi, repet, usturoi ce il simt asa, doar oleaca prajit si stins cu vin, ma rascoleste.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="eqgi3-0-0"><span data-text="true">NU sunt ca Proust ca sa ma gandesc la vreo intamplare legata de usturoi sau vin sau vanat. Ci pur si simplu cred ca anumite mirosuri ne fac sa ne simtim bine. De aia eu de exemplu nu suport decat Chanel 5 si doar alte 3-4 parfumuri</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="i309-0-0"><span data-text="true">Trebuie sa ma concentrez, sa trag aerul asta imbibat de molecule placut mirositoare care vine dinspre apartamentul portughezei.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="816jk-0-0"><span data-text="true">E bine. Ma simt dintr-o data mult mai bine.</span></span></div>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-69568121208147098722017-01-31T13:40:00.000+02:002017-01-31T13:47:48.744+02:00Cum am reusit sa imi revigorez parul in cativa ani!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span data-offset-key="9u6j5-0-0"><span data-text="true">Salutare! Azi as vrea sa vorbesc despre cum mi-am insanatosit parul si sa va dau canteva ponturi pentru ca pletele voastre sa creasca foarte bine, sa nu se rupa, sa fie rezistente si frumoase si sa creasca repede.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="a6rq3-0-0"><span data-text="true">De la bulimie am ajuns sa iau din vara aceea pana in iarna aceluiasi an, cam 10 kilograme. Evident, le-am dat jos, evident, am trecut peste perioada aia, dar vreau sa va zic ca mi-au trebuit cam doi ani si ceva, poate trei, sa imi revin la frizura initiala si la forma si greutatea initiala. </span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="95kbe-0-0"><span data-text="true">Tin sa spun ca in ultimele aparitii tv si pictorial din anii cand inca activam in show-bizul mioritic, am purtat extensii (cu exceptia <b>Splash Vedete a Apa din 2015 (vezi foto jos)</b>, </span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="95kbe-0-0"><span data-text="true">unde nici nu aveam cum sa stau cu extensiile in apa, si nici nu mai vroiam sa le port, caci parul crescuse cat de cat). Extensiile la randul lor mi-au distrus si ele parul. Pentru ca au fost puse prost, sau pentru ca eu trageam de ele, sau pentru ca pur si simplu firul meu de par este foarte subtire, cert este ca parul meu des si matasos din copilarie, a inceput simtitor in timp sa se deterioreze si sa se subtieze si mai mult.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="75vi4-0-0"><span data-text="true">Asa ca am decis sa incetez cu extensiile, si rar imi mai pun clipsuri care se dau jos cand vrei.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="d339n-0-0"><span data-text="true">Ultima nefacuta ar fi ca, la in moment dat, desi imi scosesem extensiile, nu incetam cu folosirea placii. Eram obsedata cu placa. (parul meu fiind de fapt ondulat, nu mult, dar nici drept-drept cum vroiam eu) Desi avusesem o placa profi cumparata de la un stilist, pana si acea placa mi-a subtiat si ars parul, parul meu deja trecut prin toate furcile caudine. Cand placa snu a mai mers intr-o zi, nu am mai reparat-o, ci am lasat-o in Italia, acum doi ani.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="cutv7-0-0"><span data-text="true">- nu il spalati des. spalati-l la o saptamana</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="7cbne-0-0"><span data-text="true">- hidratati-l cu masca de par</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="8ktp5-0-0"><span data-text="true">- uneori puteti sa va puneti in par, cand stati acasa si stiti sigur ca nu primiti musafiri, ulei de susan in par sau ulei de masline sau ulei de ricin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5-uEoTuDy772ttpzPfoxMWXd6-Wd59Y_V54MziXnlytz-m2oFqyJgUSF8BNbFTlBVPd3xPkHKakYrzfn4LHDGMYz4iEBzVjggWGAty5u9IkiLvHgxGclIVCZro4Z7sFbpJ4PRuYY_4Rn/s1600/IMG_0899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5-uEoTuDy772ttpzPfoxMWXd6-Wd59Y_V54MziXnlytz-m2oFqyJgUSF8BNbFTlBVPd3xPkHKakYrzfn4LHDGMYz4iEBzVjggWGAty5u9IkiLvHgxGclIVCZro4Z7sFbpJ4PRuYY_4Rn/s200/IMG_0899.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="200" /></a></span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="a54e6-0-0"><span data-text="true">- cand va vopsiti, nu mai vopsiti tot parul, ci doar radacinile. si incercati sa va vopsiti mult mai rar si cu cele mai scumpe produse</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="1l4mh-0-0"><span data-text="true">- daca vreti sa prindeti parul cu ceva, mai ales daca gatiti, de exemplu, folositi in elastic cat mai gros si daca se poate din bumbac. (vezi foto)</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="arsv2-0-0"><span data-text="true">- un alt truc neortodox si nu foarte bine mirositor este sa te dai cu bere in cap. Berea este foarte hranitoare si va garantez ca parul nu se imbata daca se foloseste des. Oricum nu o poti folosi decat, la fel, cand esti singura in casa si cand stii ca nu ai ceva de facut prin oras, pentru ca va dati seama ce ar crede lumea despre voi mirosind in halul ala, chiar si in Germania, unde toata lumea merge cu Berea in mana pe strada.</span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="bcpt0-0-0"><span data-text="true">- sa nu omit faza cu pieptanatul. Trebuie sa aveti in pieptene cu dinti largi. Si sa te piepteni de vreo doua-trei ori pe zi. Atunci observi si cat de mult par iti cade. Mie aproape nu imi mai cade deloc acum.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 48pt;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;"> V</span></b></i><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">orlesungsverzeichnis</span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Mda.
Am scris o gramada de articole. Si vreo 3 carti, una din ele e
publicata. Alta e pe drum. Am luat interviuri. Mii. Am zburat cu
avionul de cateva zeci de ori si de cateva ori am avut turbulente si
mastile de oxigen au cazut spre noi in timp ce noi urlam. Am dat
interviuri. Am cantat o tona de melodii. Pe scene diferite, din
Navodari pana in Iasi, si din Pitesti pana in Frankfurt, uneori in
fata a mii de persoane. Uneori acapella, alteori la rece, alteori cu
orechestra, alteori pe negativ, alteori pe pozitiv. Alteori faceam
playback. Am desenat si pictat mii de lucruri. Am pozat si paparazat.
Am jucat in piese de teatru si in cateva filme, roluri mici sau
principale. Am sadit sute de flori. Am cunoscut mii de vedete care
erau mandre ca sunt prietene cu mine. La un moment dat se bateau pe
mine 10 publicatii. Am ales, evident, cele mai proaste colaborari. Am urcat dealuri, am urcat munti si mii de trepte. Am o vila in
Bucuresti, o casa la tara si un apartament tot in Bucuresti. Si un
motor, Ducati Monster. Am mers pe motor singura – nu pe Ducati, pe
alte motoare, si am mers si in spate, ca pasager. Am zburat pe motor
si cu 200 la ora. Noaptea. Pe ploaie. Pe Dealu Negru, de exemplu. Am
fost la raliuri de motor. Am o istorie a familiei absolut fabuloasa,
cu strabuni miliardari care s-au sinucis ca au pierdut la poker sau
cu un strabunic comisar-sef care a fost impuscat de legionari.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Am vazut cam 20 de tari si mii de orase superbe si am mii de lucruri cumparate de mine din acele locuri. Am
milioane de poze. Am gatit mii de feluri de mancare. Am ars multe dintre ele, dar deja am devenit specialist in bucatarie. Am avut un pitbull nebunatic. Nebunatic putin spus; care mi-a mancat o gramada de lucruri - inclusiv canapele, covoare, aparate foto, ochelari de vedere f scumpi - de 20 de milioane- si telefoane, si caruia ii placea sa rastoarne biciclisti si sa ma traga pe gheata dupa el (deja avea 40 de kg si eu 45...) Am sarit in cap perfect de la 5 metri intr-o piscina de 6 metri (in total 11 metri) in fatza a mii de oameni, intr-o emisiune. Mi-am facut o gramada de tatuaje. Am fost mireasa pe podiumuri de moda de vreo 10 ori. Am plans tone de lacrimi si am ras de miliarde de ori.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Credeam
ca nimic pe lumea asta nu o sa mai mire...!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Si
acum dau peste...
<i><b>vorlesungsverzeichnis</b></i>........?!!!!!!!????!!!!!!!!!!???????????!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Asta
inseamna: director de curs. Incercati sa il pronuntati si voi, cei care credeti ca e usor sa inveti germana. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Ma
amuza cat de grea poate sa fie limba asta. Ceea ce nu stie toata
lumea este ca eu ador lucrurile complicate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">:)</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">O poza de demult de pe vremea cand Andreea era mai de gashka</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Apropos de
Andreea si de noul ei divort, avand in vedere ca o cunosc de prin (<i>mama, cum a
trecut timpul...</i>) anul 2000, de cand am inceput sa lucrez la revista VIP, trebuie sa spun
ca ma asteptam la o despartire de Tunkay de ceva vreme. Nu mai zic de ce si de unde stiu ca aveau
probleme grave in cuplu (probleme grave inseamna, dupa capul meu, atunci
cand un EL se uita la alte gagici si nu o mai baga pe EA in seama! Punct!). Nu dau nume, dar pot sa spun ca una
dintre domnisoarele la care el se uita si cu care vorbea si chiar se intalnea este o fosta colega de
presa de-a mea, o fata haioasa foc cu care eu sunt buna prietena. Culmea,
istoria nu o stiu de la ea, ci de la o amica comuna...<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tuncay viseaza Seherezade blonde si cai verzi pe pereti</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Revenind la "divortul anului". Ma
asteptam ca Andreea sa o scranteasca si cu acesta noua relatie. Nu am ce sa
plang pentru ea pentru ca ea singura si-a facut planul vietii fix cum a vrut. A vrut sa joace rol de Zana desi ea de fapt e o mica scorpie. I-a reusit pana cand cineva a inregistrat-o cum injura de mama focului. A vrut barbati cu bani si celebri. I-a reusit. Cu unii s-a insurat, cu altii nu. A
vrut sa se desparta de Banica, intr-un moment de orgoliu moldovenesc si sa se combine cu
cineva mai tanar si "mai altfel" decat Stefan. I-a reusit. A vrut sa il aduca pe turcul cu care nu are practic nicio asemanare in Romania. L-a adus. <b>Din pacate, nu intotdeauna
extremele se atrag, asa cum nu intotdeauna cuplurile formate din femei celebre
si nitel controversate si barbati cu 10-13 ani mai mici decat ele, si din alte etnii,
fac multi purici. Pe scurt, puricii Andreei Marin cu turcul tinerel si cu nas
mare au fost putini.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Sunt suta la
suta convinsa ca ea nu il iubea pe Tunkay asta, asa cum l-a iubit pe Banica si de altfel, sunt
convinsa ca nu-l iubea mai deloc pe turc. Si nici el pe ea. M-am uitat pe FB ul lui si
nu am vazut postari dragalase despre Andreea sau cu Andreea, cam zilnic, asa cum fac cuplurile, sau sa ii declare
cumva dragostea sotiei sale vedeta prin melodii sau alte prostioare. In schimb, am vazut mereu postari cu spitalul ala al
lui, postari cu boli si vindecari, postari cu caini, postari cu glume dar nu
postari cu Andreea. <span style="color: red;">As descrie asta ca: nesimtire si egoism, nicidecum
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Clar, Andreea, atunci cand a inceput relatia,
vroia un pansament pentru durerile (de spate - sic!) din greaua relatie cu Stefan<i> (inca ceva: nu vreau in acest text sa ma refer la chestiile legate de sponsorizarile ei prin TVR si barterele cu Acibadem-ul si alte institutii din Turcia, asa ca sa ma scutiti, daca aveti impresia ca o pup pe undeva pe Andreea, chiar nu, dar chiar nu e momentul sa bag cutitul in rana in aceste momente, totusi nasoale...)</i>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Deci, eu cred relatia cu Tuncay a fost doar un pansament. Caci Stefan
i-a pus capac Andreei. Fara niciun dubiu! Mi-a zis chiar ea<i> ca era ravasita. Bine, nu in acest termeni, ci altfel, dar nu vreau sa zic mai mult.</i> Era in timpul in care in presa apareau poze cu
Stefan si cu una din "fetele lui Nicu Gheara", Lavinia, de la Spicy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Revenind la
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Andreea!</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andreea si cu mine prin Istanbul</td></tr>
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Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-67504416056012662362016-10-26T11:32:00.003+03:002016-10-26T11:53:55.760+03:00Mi-e mila de gaina lui tanti Vochitza<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b>Anumite persoane au uitat de unde au plecat si nu isi mai vad lungul nasului lor lung.... </b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iulia Vochita, cu numele de scena Iulia Albu. </td></tr>
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Incredibil cum unele stiu sa se prefaca atat de mult timp in matze
blande, ca apoi sa loveasca si sa distruga fix exact ce il doare mai
tare pe un om. Asta se numeste INTERES iar sinonimul lui este
PROSTITUTIE.<br />
In primul rand ca nu numai eu am ajutat-o la nevoie, si printre multe alte persoane este si amica mea Adina Scurtu, careia Iulia i-a furat proiectul de PR si apoi a mai si denigrat-o pe unde a putut. Singura data cand sa zicem ca m-a ajutat tanti Vochitza-Albu a fost cu un... sfat in legatura cu o dusmanca de-a ei (de fapt o concurenta de-a ei la imaginea unei firme de bijuterii, cum altfel?!) Andreea Raicu. (Si as indrazni sa spun ca la mijloc a fost si un barbat, despre care insa Iulia a pastrat, de frica, secretul...)<br />
Daca era oricine altcineva, Iulia nu se oferea sa ma ajute cu nimic.<br />
Imi este mila pana si de bietele dobitoace pe care aceasta femeie le cara in studiouri si pe la evenimente fara nicio mila. Ma intreb oare de ce nu o da gaina in judecata?<br />
Revenind la tonul serios...<br />
Imi pare rau, draga Mihai Albu. Nu mi-a placut niciodata de
ea, desi o vreme mi-a intrat chiar si mie, marea detectoare de mincinosi
cica, sub piele. Am fost o proasta si eu, ajutand-o nemasurat<span class="text_exposed_show">
de mult cand aveam revistele <b><span style="color: red;">SOC!</span></b> si <b><span style="color: red;">CE? </span></b>(in timp ce toata redactia zicea ca sunt
nebuna si probabil ca am vreun interes de o tot promovez, desi eu vazusem
doar potentialul ei...), ca dupa ce a devenit un picut mai vedeta sa nici
nu mai salute lumea pe culoarele Kanald. Gretos. </span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show"> Cat despre rautatile dese la adresa unor persoane celebre care nu i-au facut nimic niciodata, ba chiar, mai rau, pe care nici macar nu le cunoaste, asta mi se pare publicitate gratuita si nesimtita. </span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show"><span class="text_exposed_show">Sunt complet scarbita
de acest personaj. MA REFER LA CARACTERUL EI, NU LA STIL... Stilul ei e
alta mancare de peste stricat. Si copiat.</span></span><br />
<br />
<b><span class="text_exposed_show"><span class="text_exposed_show">ps.</span></span></b><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show"><span class="text_exposed_show">Iar daca Iulia chiar nu isi mai aduce aminte de unde a plecat, ii aduc eu aminte ca nash la nunta i-a fost Cristi Borcea (cel de care tot ea spune ca s-a dat la ea), ca tot ce a purtat mireasa a fost gratis si ca a fost o nunta strict pe banii si barterelelui Albu... http://www.curierulnational.ro/Specializat/2004-11-01/Patru+miliarde+pentru+o+nunta+ca-n+povesti</span> </span></div>
Ioana Popescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06805686620353142959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3795717110315826820.post-55665540436522227852016-10-15T15:06:00.000+03:002016-10-15T15:06:08.499+03:00Don't ever stop dreaming<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">O persoana foarte apropiata, care merge pe
principiul: <i>“mai bine te critic eu decat sa rada altii de tine”</i>, uitand ca eu
merg pe principiul: <i>“Daca vrei ceva cu adevarat se indeplineste”</i>, mi-a zis intr-o
seara ceva ce initial parea ca va fi dureros: “Pe nimeni nu intereseaza
premiile alea ale tale de chihlimbar!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ei, rad eu in sinea mea. Pai daca ne-am gandi toti
ca la 80 de ani sau poate mai putin, crapam si ne ducem, si cu noi toate
amintirile pe care le-am avut, poate unii dintre noi s-ar supara pe viata si de
la 5 ani s-ar arunca de pe bloc. Dar de aia unii ajung presedinti sau
piloteaza avioane, pentru ca au exclus din ei orice sambure de otravitor nihilism. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Da, recunosc, nu trebuie sa fii foarte penibil in viata
– desi daca ma uit ce exemple avem peste tot de oameni penibili, de la Trump si
pana la Bill Clinton, de la Angelina Jolie si pana la baietii de la “Te cunosc
de undeva” care isi pun pene, peruci si tocuri, toti ne distram, si pana la
urma cumva, unii ne admira, iar altii cred ca “ne penibilizam”.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Revenind la Premiile de Chihlimbar, va veni vremea
cand voi explica de ce le-am dat aceasta denumire, si ce vreau sa fac mai
departe. Dar, pe scurt, intentia mea este una pozitiva, de prietenie si respect
fata de alti blogari mai buni decat mine care au bloguri si site-uri mai
interesante mai si frumoase, avand in vedere ca eu am incercat sa fac de-a
lungul anilor vreo 20 de bloguri diferite (de la foto, bucatarie, povesti
politiste, blog personal etc), dar m-am plictisit de toate, si nici unul dintre
ele nu exceleaza in ceva…</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Asa ca, iaca. Na. Fac chestia asta cu premiile. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Trebuie sa nu inchid postarea pana nu imi aduc aminte de un capitol amuzant,
desi cumva trist, de pe vremea (2001, 2002 cred) cand lucram la celebra revista
VIP. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Pe atunci revista era 90% mondena si de paparazzii, nu ca acum, de
cultura. Si era si singura din Romania de monden. In fine, alta este
ideea. Eram la primele editii de “Premii VIP” si noi, redactorasii si
reporterasii cot la cot cu PR-ul (Alice) si cu Brancu (seful) trebuia sa chemam
la evenimentul c se apropia (care se desfasura pe atunci uneori la Marul de Aur, alteori la Casa
Vernescu) vedete si televiziuni,
dar in mod special vedete de televiziune. </span></div>
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Si dupa ce am sunat-o eu pe Mihaela Tatu
ca sa o invit la premiile VIP dar mi-a raspuns in doi peri jumate, desi scrisesem de bine
despre ea.. in mare parte, Brancu o deleaga pe mult mai diplomata mea colega,
Alice, de la PR. Adica PR ul sef. Ca nu stiu daca mai aveam si alti PR
adjuncti. Si ii scrie ea frumos un e-mail elegant si super politicos Pr-ului de
la Acasa TV ca sa o roage sa vina la petrecere, alaturi de doamna Tatu, of
course. Dupa cateva ore, o aud pe Alice, strigandu-l cumva alarmata si amuzata –
pentru ca e o tipa cu umor-, pe Brancu. Bineinteles ca am aflat si noi la
cateva minute si am si vazut cu ochii nostri ce se intamplase. Ines, PR ul de
la Acasa TV ii fowardase e-mailul lui Alice, sefei sale, fosta iubita a lui
Sarbu, Maria Apostol – care era PR general PRO, si dupa ce si-au dat cu parerea
deloc flatant despre evenimentul nostru in termeni de: “ce vrea si cacatul ala
de Brancu cu cacaturile alea ale lui de premii.. nu stiu daca sa o las pe Tatu
sa se duca.. ma mai gandesc..” il trimisese, din greseala, si lui Alice inapoi.
Asadar pentru PR-ii de la Pro TV, revista VIP era un cacat, iar Brancu si el,
la fel, un cacat, iar premiile lui, la fel de cacate.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ce s-a intamplat?</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvDMDULsQuSyyv2aF29KraVYvLvPBazYsZW_13AjuQSBm_3sCcypuAHtbuQvqR1tW74Ln1atucR8F-0QZfeff57Lx4nZScK60Ofwgvszn5yZiHh_c0RCVDMEVhrgn6PpSiTO3_BqqRsPl/s1600/Adela-Popescu-si-Radu-Valcan-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvDMDULsQuSyyv2aF29KraVYvLvPBazYsZW_13AjuQSBm_3sCcypuAHtbuQvqR1tW74Ln1atucR8F-0QZfeff57Lx4nZScK60Ofwgvszn5yZiHh_c0RCVDMEVhrgn6PpSiTO3_BqqRsPl/s320/Adela-Popescu-si-Radu-Valcan-9.jpg" width="213" /></a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Premiile s-au tinut, evident, si in luna aia. Si a
venit si Tatu, chiar si Ines, zambind politicos si un pic flegmatic. Toata
lumea a ras si s-a distrat pe barterele lui Brancu. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Morala?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Nimeni din oamenii aia nu mai sunt la PRO TV. Nici
macar oamenii de la VIP nu mai lucreaza la VIP, dar VIP este inca o revista si
inca se mai dau premii. Si sunt deja un eveniment important al anului la care
orice actoras, prezentator sau politician viseaza sa fie.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Din cand in cand, barbatii au niste frustrari
menopauzistice, gen: <i>nevasta-mea a fost o curva. Si clar inca mai e. Ca daca nu era acum mine,
clar se futea cu cineva. Undeva. Dar pentru ca e cu mine, nu inseamna ca nu mai e o curva. Ca mintea ei tot la alte pule e. Ca e curva. Ca si ma-sa.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Nu inseamna ca nu au dreptate. Nu ma refer ca suntem (noi femeile) curve. Ci ca intr-adevar, femeile poate au niste ganduri in plus, proaste, sa zic, dar in plus. Problema este ca
orice femeie din lumea asta are de cand era micuta fantezii cu printi si cu
bogatasi care merg daca nu pe Calul alb, conduc un Maserati alb. Care fetita nu
s-a gandit vreodata la printi sau la cavaleri pe Maserati? Daca nu s-a gandit
la printi probabil ca era o printesa, si se gandea la servitori care s-o duca
departe de palat, calare pe un magar albastru. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Barbatii cred de multe ori ca daca noi ne-am gandit
la vreun alt barbat decat ei, ca suntem curve. Nu conteaza ca a fost un gand
urat, sau un vis urat. Tot ce inteleg ei ca noi suntem: curve.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Nu conteaza ca i-am spalat omului 7
ani ciorapii imputiti si ca i-am facut cafeaua nici fierbinte nici rece si doar cu doua lingurite de zahar. Nu
conteaza ca i-am inghitit transpiratia de betiv, ca i-am ascultat poantele
rasuflate si amintirile ferchezuite, astfel ca desi el era un "freaca pula" in
liceu, a ajuns sa fie in povestile lui, un ditamai haiducul. Nu conteaza ca am
rabdat cativa ani sa isi elibereze de tot mintea si pula dintr-alta. Nu. Nu
conteaza. Noi suntem tarfe si punct. Ca daca nu eram noi, putea sa fie cu el alta mai
buna. Ca daca nu eram noi, poate avea mai multi bani. Ca daca nu eram noi,
poate aveau un copil, sau doi sau trei. Pana si notiunea de tarfa paleste in
fatza jignirii aduse unei femei numita tarfa de barbatul ei la nervi si betie. "ESTI DOAR O TARFA. CINE
SA TE IA? EU AM FOST SINGURUL PROST."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Tin sa amintesc misoginilor de acest gen ca daca nu
eram cu un anume barbat, posibil ca eram cu un altul. Desigur mult mai smecher.
Care probabil si ala m-ar fi facut tarfa la un moment dat. Ca doar nu m-a luat
virgina. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Unii dintre barbati isi iau neveste virgine si apoi, dupa ani, nu stiu
cum sa mai scape de ele.<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> </span>Cand erau tineri aveau senzatia ca au facut mare <span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">s</span>mecherie cand le-a pus aia pe nas cearceaful rosu. Inca un amanunt: toate
femeile stiu sa minta, daca vor, cu privire la fecioria lor. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Unii barbati accepta – si BRAVO LOR – faptul ca
femeia pe care si-au ales-o a mai umblat si cu altii. Ca doar nu suntem la
musulmani. Si am senzatia ca mai nou si musulmancele au voie sa se … inainite sa
se marite. Insa unii barbati simt nevoia, din cand in cand, sa ii adica aminte
sotiei/logodnicei/iubitei ce curva mare a fost si cu cati a fost ea si ca daca
nu era el <b>zeul bineului </b>pe un cal alb (virtual - evident), ea era moarta ingropata, si se
pisau toti cei 10000001 de barbati cu care a fost ea, fix pe mormantul ei.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Barbatii insa nu isi dau seama ca femeile sunt TOATE la
fel. Si ca urmatoarea va fi si mai curva, pentru ca vremurile se schimba, si ca
mai nou, femeile nu se mai fut doar de la 18 ani, cum facuse iubita lui, ci de
la 12.Plus ca au ganduri necurate inca de la 5 ani cu vecinul de la parter.</span></div>
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