tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61682424736550841502011-08-03T04:09:37.187+03:00melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-86615219481999887012010-03-12T00:33:00.002+02:002010-03-12T00:36:52.929+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">Testul lui Einstein<br /></div><br />Prezumtii:<br />1.Exista 5 case fiecare de alta culoare.<br />2.In fiecare casa locuieste o singura persoana, fiecare de alta nationalitate<br />3.Fiecarui locatar ii place o anumita bautura, fumeaza o anumita marca de tigari si detine un anumit animal de casa.<br />4.Nici una din cele 5 persoane nu bea aceeasi bautura, nu fumeaza aceeasi marca de tigari, si nu detine acelasi animal de casa.<br /><br />Se dau urmatoarele:<br /><br />a.Britanicul locuieste in casa rosie<br />b.Suedezul are un caine<br />c.Danezul bea cu placere ceai<br />d.Casa verde se afla in stanga casei albe<br />e.Locatarul casei verzi bea cafea<br />f.Persoana care fumeaza Pall mall are o pasare<br />g.Locatarul casei din mijloc bea lapte<br />h.Locatarul casei galbene fumeaza Dunhill<br />i.Norvegianul locuieste in prima casa<br />j.Fumatorul de Marlboro locuieste langa cel care are o pisica<br />k.Locatarul care are un cal locuiste langa cel care fumeaza Dunhill<br />l.Fumatorul de Winfield bea bere<br />m.Norvegianul locuieste langa casa albastra<br />n.Germanul fumeaza Rothmans<br />o.Fumatorul de Malboro are un vecin care bea apa<br /><br />Cine are acvariul cu pesti??<br /><br /><br />Ia sa va vad...l-am facut in vreo jumatate d ora :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-8661521948199988701?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-59265874066224321572010-01-08T20:27:00.001+02:002010-01-08T20:28:57.397+02:00Zodie feminina de apa, predominant emotionala, psihica, guvernata de planeta MARTE, planeta care sporeste energia fizica, agresivitatea, curajul, indrazneala si vitalitate, dar si imprudenta, gelozia, asprimea, brutalitatea, violenta, nervozitatea, spiritul razbunator. <br />Personalitatea Scorpionului este magnetica, misterioasa, carismatica, atragandu-i pe toti in jurul sau ca un magnet. Puternic din fire, Scorpionul nu se lasa usor infrant, avand un profund simt al apararii atunci cand se afla in incurcatura. Desi atrasi de personalitatea lui, cei din jur reusesc cu greu sa il inteleaga, pentru ca e imposibil sa afle ce gandeste si simte cu adevarat. Arata tuturor o imagine de om sigur pe sine, increzator, puternic, controlat si calm, desi in interiorul sau se da o lupta acerba. Scorpionul este sensibil si emotional, dar unde emotiile sunt puternic tinute sub control, incat nu ar putea fi observate nici de catre cei foarte apropiati Scorpionului. In ciuda aparentelor de persoana dura, emotiile sunt totusi latura sa forte si reuseste sa si-o controlati cu mare grija. Toate sentimentele pot fi mult mai intense la Scorpion: si dragostea si ura, si gelozia si loialitatea. Totusi cand emotiile Scorpionului explodeaza, ele pot fi periculoase, adeseori negative, precum razbunarea sau sarcasmul. Este o fire susceptibila si sceptica, sarcastica si aspra uneori. La el nu exista sentimente de mijloc, neutre: totul e alb sau negru. Datorita spiritului sau ascutit, poate eticheta dintr-o privire caracterul unui om. Intotdeauna obtine ceea ce vrea, cand vrea. Este un caracter de temut, fiind inclinat spre autodistrugere, spre experiente originale<br />, spre locuri si aventuri neobisnuite, spiritul sau de investigator atragandu-l in cele mai ciudate actiuni, unele dintre ele periculoase.<br /><br />Compatibilitate cu alte zodii:<br />EXCELENTA (100%) - Scorpion, Pesti, Rac<br />BUNA (80%) - Capricorn, Fecioara<br />DELICATA, RISCANTA (60%) - Varsator, Leu<br />DIFICILA, DAR INTERESANTA (50%) - Taur<br />DIFICILA, CU DATORII KARMICE (20%) - Gemeni, Berbec<br />NERECOMANDABIL (10%) - Sagetator, Balanta<br /><br />Calitatiile zodiei:<br />transformare, unitate, regenerare, exigenta, reconstructie, renastere, reincarnare, spiritualitate, sexualitate, pasiune, magnetism, detectie, initiere, instinct, autoanaliza, dorinta, tentatie, ambitie, motivatie, pasiune, mare potential, energie, inteligenta<br /><br />Defecte:<br />angoasa, distrugere, ranchiuna, razbunare, rautate, vointa, autoritate, despotism, posesiune, gelozie, posesivitate, duritate, violenta, intoleranta, temperament puternic, suspiciune, ironie, cinism, sadism, lipsa de discretie, mister, secrete, greu de patruns<br /><br />MOTTO-UL ZODIEI "Ma deschid schimbarii si transform in mine<br />ceea ce trebuie sa existe pentru a descoperi adevarul fiintei mele interioare. <br /><br />ZIUA CARACTERSTICA: MARTI <br />PLANETA GUVERNATOARE: MARTE <br />METALUL CARACTERISTIC: FIER, OTEL <br />NUMERELE NOROCOASE :8, 9, 2, 4 <br />SIMTUL CEL MAI DEZVOLTAT: gustul<br />&nbsp;VARSTA SPECIFICA: maturitatea <br />PERIOADA DIN ZI CARACTERISTICA: amurgul <br />ANOTIMPUL CARACTERISTIC: toamna<br />&nbsp;PUNCTUL CARDINAL CARACTERISTIC: vestul<br /><br />CELEBRITATI ALE ZODIEI Demi Moore, Leonardo DiCaprio, Winona Ryder, Julia Roberts, Bill Gates, Whoopi Goldberg, Printul Charles, Hillary Clinton, Picasso, Katherine Hepburn. Voltaire, Emil Constantinescu, Traian Basescu<br /><br />PROFESII <br />Farmacist, chirurg, ginecolog, militar, scafandru, arheolog, speolog, politist, spion, justitie, armata, scriitor, detectiv, radiestezist (profesiuni bazate pe cautare si investigare a lucrurilor ascunse, misterioase), fizica nucleara, profesiuni legate de moarte (cimitir, pompe funebre, morga), psiholog (profesiuni legate de psihicul uman), astrolog (profesiuni legate de mister, ocultism, esoterism), spion (servicii secrete).....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFh2vpGeoIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFh2vpGeoIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-5926587406622432157?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-3855426653716784742010-01-06T19:20:00.000+02:002010-01-06T19:20:32.740+02:00<strong>Dacă eram o lună din calendar, aş fi fost... <span style="color: red;">noiembrie</span><br />Dacă eram o zi a săptămânii, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">marţi</span>.<br />Dacă eram o parte a zilei, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">noapte</span>.<br />Dacă eram un animal marin, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">delfin</span><br />Dacă eram o direcţie, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">înainte</span> .<br />Dacă eram o virtute, aş fi fost... <span style="color: red;">loialitate</span>.<br />Dacă eram o personalitate istorică, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">Albert Einstein</span><br />Dacă eram o planeta, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">Marte</span>.<br />Dacă eram un lichid, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;"> apa</span><br />Dacă eram o piatră, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">acvamarin</span><br />Dacă eram o pasăre, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">porumbel</span><br />Dacă eram o plantă, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">iris</span>.<br />Dacă eram un tip de vreme, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">înnorată</span>.<br />Dacă eram o emoţie, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">gelozie</span><br />Dacă eram un sunet, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">sunetul valurilor</span>.<br />Dacă eram un element, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">aer</span><br />Dacă eram un cântec, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">Cannonball&nbsp;Damien Rice<br /></span>Dacă eram un film, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">keith</span>.<br />Dacă eram o carte, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">Rascumparata prin iubire</span><br />Dacă eram un personaj, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;"> </span></strong><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262797438887" style="color: red;">Kate Forster</a><strong><span style="color: red;"></span><br />Dacă eram un oraş, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">LIVERPOOL</span>.<br />Dacă eram un gust, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;"> acru</span><br />Dacă eram o culoare, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">negru</span>.<br />Dacă eram un cuvânt, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">ciudat</span><br />Dacă eram o parte a corpului, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">buzele</span>.<br />Dacă eram o expresie a feţei, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">tristeţe</span>.<br />Dacă eram un personaj de desene animate, aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">dexter</span><br />Dacă eram o formă, aş fi fost… un <span style="color: red;">triunghi</span>.<br />Dacă eram un numar aş fi fost…<span style="color: red;">3</span><br />Dacă eram un mijloc de transport, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">motocicleta</span>.<br />Dacă eram un articol vestimentar, aş fi fost… <span style="color: red;">cămaşă</span>.</strong><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/S0TGVjNHa9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/I7jXIHc2vc4/s1600-h/20061228_cloe_wallpapers_ru_ne_zima8230_1280x960_A%28113645%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/S0TGVjNHa9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/I7jXIHc2vc4/s320/20061228_cloe_wallpapers_ru_ne_zima8230_1280x960_A%28113645%29.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-385542665371678474?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-27448895061994936392010-01-06T00:39:00.000+02:002010-01-06T00:39:09.736+02:00&nbsp;credeam.....<br /><br />parca era mai simpla, o tacere<br />intodeauna i se da<br />celui ce cere...<br /><br />credeam ca un simplu gand<br />un simplu vers, o simpla melodie<br />nu vor putea s-arate<br />ceea ce a fost sa fie<br /><br />credeam ca nu ma doare<br />si totusi, ca sunt tare<br />credeam ca stiu ce vreau<br />si ca iubirea moare<br /><br />credeam ca totul e usor<br />pluteam,simteam ca zbor<br />incet,incepeam sa cobor<br />si sa detest in loc s-ador<br /><br />credeam un zambet inocent<br />eram naiva,<br />este cert...<br /><br />credeam, credeam, credeam<br />insa ma inselam<br />cu zambetul pe buze<br />si-n suflet eu plangeam<br /><br /><br />si totusi credeam.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-2744889506199493639?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-2699951367612488522010-01-05T15:35:00.007+02:002010-01-05T16:00:57.024+02:00damien rice-cannonbal<br /><br />There’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth<br />There’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt<br />It’s still a little hard to say what's going on<br /><br />There’s still a little bit of your ghost your witness<br />There’s still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed<br />You step a little closer each day<br />That I can´t say what´s going on<br /><br />Stones taught me to fly<br />Love, it taught me to lie<br />Life, it taught me to die<br />So it's not hard to fall<br />When you float like a cannonball<br /><br />There’s still a little bit of your song in my ear<br />There’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear<br />You step a little closer to me<br />So close that I can´t see what´s going on<br /><br />Stones taught me to fly<br />Love taught me to lie<br />Life taught me to die<br />So its not hard to fall<br />When you float like a cannon.<br /><br />Stones taught me to fly<br />Love, it taught me to cry<br />So come on courage, teach me to be shy<br />'Cause its not hard to fall,<br />And I don't want to scare her<br />Its not hard to fall<br />And i don't want to lose<br />Its not hard to grow<br />When you know that you just don't know<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yqM--IMkX4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yqM--IMkX4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-269995136761248852?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-91175252352549623182010-01-03T23:44:00.004+02:002010-01-04T00:00:13.873+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/S0ETW6mh2TI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N5Ns0grb11M/s1600-h/20070225_madness_wallpapers_ru_into_the_dal_1600x1200_A(116157).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/S0ETW6mh2TI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N5Ns0grb11M/s320/20070225_madness_wallpapers_ru_into_the_dal_1600x1200_A(116157).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422636710739695922" /></a><br />new year,new start<br />new eyes, another heart<br /><br /><br />new dreams, new ambition<br />new thoughts, new decision<br /><br /><br />all is new in my mind<br />I leave the past behind<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-9117525235254962318?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-42260232220444966412010-01-02T19:53:00.006+02:002010-01-02T20:20:05.126+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-MFK4bTiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/EUPHnHFBZ3c/s1600-h/melrevel1.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-K5EsmH-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/F_aOOcI3HtQ/s320/DSC05573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205189495332834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-K4kKZpgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5ABoRmyPpG0/s1600-h/DSC05574.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-K4kKZpgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5ABoRmyPpG0/s320/DSC05574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205180761974274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-K4P-NAaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/3oMimrPjIGk/s1600-h/P1010129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6XUfbO9Gso/Sz-K4P-NAaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/3oMimrPjIGk/s320/P1010129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205175342104994" /></a><br /><br />unul dintre cele mai reusite revelioane alaturi de prietenii cu care am crescut:D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-4226023222044496641?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-6662008891236294362009-12-30T06:07:00.000+02:002009-12-30T06:13:34.058+02:00o poezie scrisa de mine intr-un moment mai trist....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ce simt acum…<br /><br />Ma simt cazuta<br />Intr-un ocean de incercari,<br />Ma simt cu ochii mici<br />Si ganduri mari<br />Ma simt de parca-as ingheta.<br /><br />Ca o tacere ce se stinge<br />Vad un apus ce nu invinge<br />Un rasarit ce ne promite<br />O zi cu suflete ranite…<br /><br />Si iarasi vad cum cad incet<br />Si cum speranta mea se stinge<br />Spre un nou rasarit <br />Si spre-ncercarea de-a invinge…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-666200889123629436?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168242473655084150.post-39524856903817330432009-12-30T05:48:00.000+02:002009-12-30T06:07:01.761+02:00o caracterizare desi niciodata nu am adorat chestia asta....sunt o persoana cu care poti deveni cel mai bun prieten in orice clipa,deschisa si binevoitoare...mi-am dat seama recent ca sunt o fire puternica si asta datorita incercarilor prin care am trecut...o persoana calma cu idealuri inalte....nu-mi plac jumatatile de masura...'ori da,ori ba'...de cele mai multe ori ,spontana si o calitate mai accentuata ar fi faptul ca, 'citesc foarte bine un om'....<br />partile proaste ar fi slabiciunea in fata anturajelor....putin geloasa:D....si spiritul razbunator...<br />cam atat cu descrierea...oricum ceea ce o sa postez pe blog o sa spuna mai multe despre mine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6168242473655084150-3952485690381733043?l=sodincamelisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melimelo:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13981299347158311329noreply@blogger.com3