<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:39:31.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me (working title)</title><subtitle type='html'>and the workings of a "crazy" mind ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6493932195705361218</id><published>2009-06-19T03:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:47:21.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartooooooons!!!</title><content type='html'>wow, it's really been awhile since my last real post ... I guess I just didn't feel like writing much ... it's funny how you can lose the will to post on what's going on in your life because you know some of your close friends are reading it ... and there are just some things that not everyone around you needs to know ... you could share it with the world, just not with the people that actually know you ... I find that extremely interesting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is sort of an attempt at an apology ... if u accept it or not is really up to you ... so, your move ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was going through some of the files on my laptop, and I came across a gazillion cartoons of all shapes and sizes :D and well yes, it is kinda obvious since I'm not only a movie-buff, but more than anything else a cartoon-buff ... and while i was browsing through them, one of the songs from Pocahontas came on on my player, and it's one of my favourites ... every time I hear it I start wishing I was raised by some indians or something ... being a scout brings u a bit closer to nature, but in no way is it as intense as the teachings of some old indian tribe ...&lt;br /&gt;but I digress ... just wanted to share the song/video and ask if maybe someone would like to join me next week ... I've been thinking about going to see Coraline in Xpand (a 3D movie theater here in Ljubljan) and since I've never been to Xpand before, going there for the first time to see a cartoon just seems perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, let me know if you're interested, and enjoy the video ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(and don't forget to really listen to the lyrics :D)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="314"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rp9ikOhmxvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rp9ikOhmxvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="314"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Cartooooooons!!!'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-170725014095673160</id><published>2009-04-28T13:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:56:14.317+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="395" height="314"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzJVg9SMYDY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzJVg9SMYDY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="314"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-170725014095673160?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/170725014095673160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=170725014095673160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/170725014095673160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/170725014095673160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6959086874607884929</id><published>2009-04-28T02:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:03:29.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/musIoCPPtV0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/musIoCPPtV0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-6959086874607884929?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6959086874607884929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=6959086874607884929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6959086874607884929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6959086874607884929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishes.html' title='Wishes?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-3920147566228920283</id><published>2009-04-28T01:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:46:36.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone or unhappy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgeboXIL8JA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgeboXIL8JA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-3920147566228920283?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3920147566228920283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=3920147566228920283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3920147566228920283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3920147566228920283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/alone-or-unhappy.html' title='Alone or unhappy?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1681889728870618536</id><published>2009-01-23T02:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:38:29.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name of the Game</title><content type='html'>just listen to the lyrics ... they fit almost perfectly to what's been going on in my mind lately ... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except for the whole father angle from the movie  of course :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_79LY0Km3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_79LY0Km3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1681889728870618536?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1681889728870618536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1681889728870618536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1681889728870618536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1681889728870618536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/name-of-game.html' title='The Name of the Game'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6829706044450542035</id><published>2009-01-21T00:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:58:41.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Köln</title><content type='html'>for all of you that keep complaining that I don't post enough pics, here are a few from köln ... they were taken with my cell, but they're still amazing ... nothing special, but at least they are pics ... maybe I'll post some more fun ones when I get the photos from other people ... just don't hold your breath :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkCyGsabI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vkiWggv6tVk/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkCyGsabI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vkiWggv6tVk/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528410992961970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkS8pp5RI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ksq3fqSwF5U/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkS8pp5RI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ksq3fqSwF5U/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528688701859090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkvGharaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AtKbNa0TjAc/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/kln.html' title='Köln'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SXZkCyGsabI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vkiWggv6tVk/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-5072605832419801323</id><published>2009-01-08T01:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:04:28.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>home ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SWVCuanP2WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qDgmyYh3Tys/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SWVCuanP2WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qDgmyYh3Tys/s400/IMG_1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288706702601869666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-5072605832419801323?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5072605832419801323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=5072605832419801323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/5072605832419801323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/5072605832419801323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/home.html' title='home ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SWVCuanP2WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qDgmyYh3Tys/s72-c/IMG_1240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-8858763813762894228</id><published>2008-12-17T05:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:22:19.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Response/Ability</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the game we play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is let's pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we choose to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that we’ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who are we really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that watches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and runs the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that can choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;loving perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of the cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but in our attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to cope with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;early situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we chose or were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hypnotized into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a passive position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to avoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;punishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or the loss of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we chose to deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;response/ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pretending that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or that we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;being controlled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taken over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we put ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and have become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;used to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;posture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this indecisiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of cosmic energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is your power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don’t pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you don’t have it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or you won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bernard Gunther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marshall.edu/akanart/images/BIRIBIWO.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 209px;" src="http://www.marshall.edu/akanart/images/BIRIBIWO.GIF" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIRIBI WO SORO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-8858763813762894228?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8858763813762894228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=8858763813762894228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8858763813762894228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8858763813762894228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/responseability.html' title='Response/Ability'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7800771259292040265</id><published>2008-12-17T03:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:52:23.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Say"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take all of your wasted honor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your so-called problems,&lt;br /&gt;Better put 'em in quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a one man army&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;br /&gt;Living out the same old moment&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'd be better off instead,&lt;br /&gt;If you could only . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving in&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving over&lt;br /&gt;You'd better know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;Its better to say too much&lt;br /&gt;Then never say what you need to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ0z86LmXBM"&gt;John Mayer - Say&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1394/767210014_613fcdd18a.jpg?v=1184047923"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 318px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1394/767210014_613fcdd18a.jpg?v=1184047923" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is fleeting ... Seize every opportunity ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fight for what you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7800771259292040265?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7800771259292040265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7800771259292040265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7800771259292040265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7800771259292040265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/say.html' title='&quot;Say&quot;'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-545783439866941517</id><published>2008-12-12T05:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:18:35.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-545783439866941517?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/545783439866941517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=545783439866941517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/545783439866941517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/545783439866941517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-375950342757341451</id><published>2008-12-09T23:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:35:50.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ring/my dice?</title><content type='html'>while we were hanging out with some polish friends, they asked us to show them some typical slovene music ... after all the folk music and similar (well, that is typically slovene, right? :D), we moved on to some of the more favourite slovene bands, and one of them was siddharta ... i used to listen to it a lot, but they just sort of fell off my radar in the recent years ... well anyway, one of the friends really liked them and just told me today, that he listens to siddharta almost every day now, which made me think about the good old days when i was quite a fan, so i just had to listen to them today ... and here's one of my all time favourites ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkpwyU9HnF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkpwyU9HnF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Če bi imel ves denar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in doma zlato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; se bojim da bi naenkrat vse izginilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; še nedolžen smeh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; spremenim v jok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in na Zemlji priredim velik vihar tegob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Če bi bil vladar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in imel to moč,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nenamerno bi ugasnil dan naredu noč,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; se le meni zdi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; da mi te stvari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sledijo kot vohun ki me ne izpusti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A ne vidiš da samo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a ne vidiš da samo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dajem ti strup v čaj,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; zdaj vem kaj je razlog da te ni nazaj,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nimam izgovorov,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jaz samo ne bi rad na koncu sam ostal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Če bi imela denar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in vse zlato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ti bi znala narediti iz tega pravljico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in nedolžen jok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; spremeniš v smeh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in na Zemlji prirediš vsem nepozaben ples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Če si ti vladar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bi imela moč,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; vsi ljudje bi se zabavali vsako noč,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a le meni to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ni nikoli šlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; moja ladja še na suhem potonila bo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A ne vidiš da samo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a ne vidiš da samo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dajem ti strup v čaj,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; zdaj vem kaj je razlog da te ni nazaj,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nimam izgovorov,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jaz samo ne bi rad na koncu sam ostal.           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-375950342757341451?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/375950342757341451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=375950342757341451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/375950342757341451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/375950342757341451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/ringmy-dice.html' title='ring/my dice?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1884789561008441804</id><published>2008-12-05T03:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:26:16.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought</title><content type='html'>"It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;  I always used to assume, that I would meet someone&lt;br /&gt;  and fall in love and be happy&lt;br /&gt;  and that all that was just a given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But lately it's like&lt;br /&gt;  what if it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Do you ever have that feeling?"   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;No …&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;  all the time,&lt;br /&gt;  constantly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It's terrifying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Source: Friends, Season 7, Episode 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1884789561008441804?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1884789561008441804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1884789561008441804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1884789561008441804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1884789561008441804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/thought.html' title='A Thought'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-387070266156619652</id><published>2008-11-19T04:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:13:13.431+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Denglish?</title><content type='html'>well, the plan was for me to go to germany to improve my "german language skills", but i definately did not see this coming ... ironically, my deutsch got better, but my english is in trouble now ... so this is a good example of how I sound when I try to speak english now ... even found the perfect song to demonstrate it :D and if u dont believe it, ask my irish friend Catherine ... this is how we talk to each other now ... mixing it all up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Guys - Denglish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xlQI0mfJbCc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xlQI0mfJbCc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-387070266156619652?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/387070266156619652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=387070266156619652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/387070266156619652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/387070266156619652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/denglish.html' title='Denglish?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2164081511914532224</id><published>2008-11-19T03:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:31:18.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas has it all, huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa posted this really cute post about Texas that really made me smile ... to read the whole post, click &lt;a href="http://lisa-marie-johnson.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-love-texas.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ... just to make things clear, these are all names of towns in Texas ... so enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to be cheered up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Happy, Texas 79042&lt;br /&gt;Pep , Texas 79353&lt;br /&gt;Smiley , Texas 78159&lt;br /&gt;Paradise , Texas 76073&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow , Texas 76077&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home , Texas 77987&lt;br /&gt;Comfort , Texas 78013&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, Texas 76530&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the Sun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun City , Texas 78628&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise , Texas 76661&lt;br /&gt;Sunset, Texas 76270&lt;br /&gt;Sundown, Texas 79372&lt;br /&gt;Sunray , Texas 79086&lt;br /&gt;Sunny Side , Texas 77423&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDFCXEcWI/AAAAAAAAIj8/UQzgQcC37kI/s1600-h/texas_homepage.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want something to eat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacon , Texas 76301&lt;br /&gt;Noodle , Texas 79536&lt;br /&gt;Oatmeal , Texas 78605&lt;br /&gt;Turkey , Texas 79261&lt;br /&gt;Trout, Te xas 75789&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Land , Texas 77479&lt;br /&gt;Salty, Texas 76567&lt;br /&gt;Rice , Texas 75155&lt;br /&gt;Sweetwater, Texas 79556&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why travel to other cities? Texas has them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Detroit , Texas 75436&lt;br /&gt;Colorado City , Texas 79512&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland , Texas 77327&lt;br /&gt;Dayton, Texas 77535&lt;br /&gt;Denver City , Texas 79323&lt;br /&gt;Klondike , Texas 75448&lt;br /&gt;Nevada , Texas 75173&lt;br /&gt;Memphis , Texas 79245&lt;br /&gt;Miami, Texas 79059&lt;br /&gt;Boston , Texas 75570&lt;br /&gt;Santa Fe , Texas 77517&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee Colony, Texas 75861&lt;br /&gt;Reno , Texas 75462&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDEmDxshI/AAAAAAAAIjs/GOvZCO0IDGE/s1600-h/sdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267877935354851858" style="width: 200px; height: 159px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDEmDxshI/AAAAAAAAIjs/GOvZCO0IDGE/s200/sdfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel like traveling outside the country? Don't bother buying a plane ticket!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athens , Texas 75751&lt;br /&gt;Canadian, Texas 79014&lt;br /&gt;China , Texas 77613&lt;br /&gt;Dublin, Texas 76446&lt;br /&gt;Egypt , Texas 77436&lt;br /&gt;Ireland , Texas 76538&lt;br /&gt;Turkey , Texas 79261&lt;br /&gt;London , Texas 76854&lt;br /&gt;New London , Texas 75682&lt;br /&gt;Paris , Texas 75460&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No need to travel to Washington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whitehouse , Texas 75791&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We even have a city named after our planet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth , Texas 79031&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And a city named after our State!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Texas City , Texas 77590&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exhausted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy , Texas 76452&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanket , Texas 76432&lt;br /&gt;Winters, Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like to read about History?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Anna , Texas&lt;br /&gt;Goliad , Texas&lt;br /&gt;Alamo , Texas&lt;br /&gt;Gun Barrel City, Texas&lt;br /&gt;Robert lee, Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need Office Supplies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Staples, Texas 78670&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDE794gPI/AAAAAAAAIj0/oJ6Q98bgoKc/s1600-h/asdasdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267877941235712242" style="width: 146px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDE794gPI/AAAAAAAAIj0/oJ6Q98bgoKc/s200/asdasdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men are from Mars, women are from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus , Texas 76084&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You guessed it..it's on the state line..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texline , Texas 79087&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the kids...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kermit , Texas 79745&lt;br /&gt;Elmo , Texas 75118&lt;br /&gt;Nemo , Texas 76070&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan , Texas 79783&lt;br /&gt;Winnie , Texas 77665&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester, Texas 79560&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other city names in Texas , to make you smile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Frognot, Texas 75424&lt;br /&gt;Bigfoot , Texas 78005&lt;br /&gt;Hogeye, Texas 75423&lt;br /&gt;Cactus , Texas 79013&lt;br /&gt;Notrees , Texas 79759&lt;br /&gt;Best, Texas 76932&lt;br /&gt;Veribest , Texas 76886&lt;br /&gt;Kickapoo , Texas 75763&lt;br /&gt;Dime Box , Texas 77853&lt;br /&gt;Old Dime Box , Texas 77853&lt;br /&gt;Telephone , Texas 75488&lt;br /&gt;Telegraph , Texas 76883&lt;br /&gt;Whiteface , Texas 79379&lt;br /&gt;Twitty, Texas 79079&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And last but not least, the Anti-Al Gore City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kilgore , Texas 75662&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And our favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cut n Shoot, Texas&lt;br /&gt;Gun Barrell City , Texas&lt;br /&gt;Hoop And Holler, Texas&lt;br /&gt;Ding Dong, Texas and, of course,&lt;br /&gt;Muleshoe , Texas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2164081511914532224?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2164081511914532224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2164081511914532224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2164081511914532224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2164081511914532224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/texas-has-it-all-huh.html' title='Texas has it all, huh?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idXi8xRAroA/SRtDEmDxshI/AAAAAAAAIjs/GOvZCO0IDGE/s72-c/sdfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2784138285911442656</id><published>2008-11-02T20:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:51:21.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the life of a Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Find the fool ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kirbyanalytics.com/images/Find%20The%20Fool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 447px;" src="http://www.kirbyanalytics.com/images/Find%20The%20Fool.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2784138285911442656?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2784138285911442656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2784138285911442656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2784138285911442656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2784138285911442656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-in-life-of-fool.html' title='a day in the life of a Fool'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7256372340909636022</id><published>2008-10-30T22:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:14:28.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Links</title><content type='html'>need a break from your hectic everyday life? here are a few fun links to help take the edge off ;)&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysg_FoWOue8"&gt;Do you speak English?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wegame.com/watch/Do_you_speak_English/"&gt;Do you speak English? (gamers edition)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1634181/context/user:1011/"&gt;Christmas Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1885588"&gt;Thriller as a 64-voice Acappella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-4IFUak_U0"&gt;Call of Duty Sounds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpeqPdVyQd0"&gt;Bronze Age Orientation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oP-rkzJ6yZw&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;BBC Alien Invasion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ritual :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7256372340909636022?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7256372340909636022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7256372340909636022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7256372340909636022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7256372340909636022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-links.html' title='Fun Links'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-4770173736274833423</id><published>2008-10-28T04:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:48:30.799+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me! :)</title><content type='html'>It's kinda weird, not being home for my birthday and celebrating it with my family and friends, but I just had to "come to terms with the situation and make the best of it" :) all in all, it was really a cool day ... nothing special, didn't really want to make a big fuss out of it, but I couldn't help but to fuss a little :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I woke up (slept really late), I decided to make me some pancakes for breakfast, to give myself a little treat first thing that day, but when I got into the kitchen, I couldn't believe my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SQaDd7mSyHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ExtXER0gyQw/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SQaDd7mSyHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ExtXER0gyQw/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262037764866754674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was waiting for me on the kitchen table!&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I can't believe my luck with my roommates ... this was actually maria's doing, she had set her alarm to remind her of my birthday like a week after we met :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so feeling all kinds of special, I decided to go into town for a little walk, window shopping and just general mooching about ... but oh well, another surprise wasn't far at all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SQaEe9qjGsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5_MAO2aviZc/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SQaEe9qjGsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5_MAO2aviZc/s320/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038882112969410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was stuck to the main door and I saw it as I was about to leave the apartment ... funny thing is, I had passed it before, on my way to the bathroom, but I guess I was still too sleepy or almost sleepwalking or something, cause I didn't see it at all .... and yeah, I did smile :D&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't even know about my smileys obsession yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast in der Stadtmitte von Würzburg. It really is a really cute smallish town (at least the centre of it), with a gazillion churches and other grand buildings and it seems like everytime I go into town I find something new to admire ... it's just full of opportunities ... I simply love going for a walk in the city ... even when I'm not on a mission to find some little thing I need for my new room/school/just so/nothing particular :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I think I was in the city for ages, cause by the time I got back home it was already getting dark  ... but I just had to make another quick little stop at one of my favourite places here in der nähe von meinen studentenheim ... there's this little park-wannabe kind of place with a lot of green, bäume, sculptures, and of course, most importantly, a swing ... and don't ask me how long I was there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I didn't really feel like going out much (especially cause it was saturday night - prefer my outings on non-typical evenings - and cause we (maria and I) were out the night before), I decided to just stay in (the cold outside helped with that decision too) ... I spent the rest of the day watching tv ... something I haven't done in awhile actually ... was watching some super talent show - germany is looking for the next best "super" talent - and laughed my head off ... it was soooooo hilarious! I mean, some people ... it's almost unbelievable :) and of course I had to spend some time online, talking to my family and friends ...  even my bf managed to get online to talk to me ... though he completely forgot it was my birthday, but what can u do ... not like we're married and not like I told him a gazillion times when it is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I bought a cake thingy at one of the supermarkets earlier and so we had some cake ... around midnight ... always the best possible time for something like that, but somehow it got that late pretty fast ... there was only 4 of us for cake (maria's bf is alergic to cream), so there's still some left if anyone is interested ;) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, not a bad day ;) got a lot of text messages, emails and sorts, felt so energized the whole day long that I couldn't fall asleep till around 4 am ... and if half the whishes come true, i'll be the happiest, healthiest and riches (in all possible meanings) girl on the planet! so look out! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next birthday, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. anyone expecting me to start acting my own age anytime soon will of course be gravily disappointed &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://karenknowler.typepad.com/living_in_the_raw/images/happy_girl_jumping_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 215px;" src="http://karenknowler.typepad.com/living_in_the_raw/images/happy_girl_jumping_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-4770173736274833423?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4770173736274833423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=4770173736274833423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4770173736274833423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4770173736274833423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me! :)'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SQaDd7mSyHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ExtXER0gyQw/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-977684626325301813</id><published>2008-09-30T19:09:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:08:23.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Würzburg</title><content type='html'>contrary to popular belief, no, I did not fall off the face of the earth or disappeared back to africa ... the truth is less AND more exciting at the same time ... I've become an exchange student at the Julius-Maximilians-Universität in Würzburg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really have much to say yet, except that I'm incredibly excited and that it really does involve a lot of paperwork ... a lot a lot ... took me 3 days just to get access to internet ... but just so u get a hint of what my last few days looked like, let me tell u all the places I've visited ... first I went to "take over" (love that direct translation) my dorm room (which is amazing and way bigger than my own room back at home ... so send me a lot of stuff so I'll at least have something to fill all the space:D), had a chat with the "hausmeister" a.k.a the janitor (a really cool guy, extremely relieved that an exchange student understood the language), went shopping with my parents (stuff I forgot to bring, stuff I didn't know I should bring or that I would need, stuff to eat, stuff, stuff and some more stuff (it's possible that I'm exaggering ... a bit;))), met one of my flatmates (a german girl named Maria), spent my first night at my new place of residence, woke up in the morning around 7 (very typical for me), took the time to take in some breakfast (also very typical for me), went sightseeing with my parents (yeah, my parents are really cool, stayed for 2 days, spoiled me rotten;) lol well, they did take me on a boat ride:D) where I realised I just might really fall in love with this city quite soon, got back to my room, met my other flatmate (a chinese girl named Leilei), spent the sunday discovering the surroundings of my dorm and school (which is on a hill above the city, where everything is green - like living in a park (one of the best things for a "country girl" such as me :D)) with "miles" of paths (at least that's how it seemed to me), but the best part of it all didn't start till monday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paperwork ... and yeah, some more paperwork ... but surprisingly, it all went quite smoothly and it really didn't take me as long as I have imagined ... just two days ... mostly just thanks to the short working hours ... went to the municipality to register at my new address, got my insurance certificate validated, visited the "Akademisches Auslandsamt" to get my "Antrag auf Einschreibung" (a.k.a. vpisni list/matriculation document), but since nothing really works after 12 on mondays, that was it for the day ... and today I went through it all again, with primož ... he had it easy though ;) lol anyway, we got enrolled, got our semester passes, internet access and blah blah blah ... the funny thing is that almost anywhere we went, we got a whole lot of booklets ... not that I'm complaining, they make a good substitute for books (which I didn't bring any (too heavy) and regreted only as soon as I arrived here) ... but all in all, it was actually a really nice experience ... everyone was really nice and they really went out of their way to try and help us, especially the tutors at the auslandsamt ... the city itself gives u a booklet full of cupouns for free stuff so that u can get to know the city well as soon as u get here, stuff like free tour of the city, a free month's subscription to various newspapers, the library, free entry to the museums, a discout for the theatre, the water park, and you even get some discout if u buy some wine at their local cellar (würzburg is supposed to be amazingly famous for its wine), and even free popcorn the first time u visit the cinema multiplex ... all in all, not a bad deal ... not bad at all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, listing it all like this it really doesn't sound all that much ... but believe me, its no picnic ... can't imagine what the people who don't speak the language go through at such things ... on a more general note, I think I'm gonna love it here ... primož is a fun guy and I guess it does make it all a bit easier, at least now at first, when I really don't know anyone here ... my flatmates seem really cool and I think we'll get along just fine ... we might even become really good friends ... judging from the first few impressions, it will be really fun ...  the people seem to be very friendly and I can't wait for the dorms to get swarming with students (classes start around the 15th) ... already got invited to join a choir (which should make &lt;a href="http://vocisimago.blogspot.com/"&gt;vocis imago&lt;/a&gt; people back at home really happy - making connections, just like u wanted me to:D) ... the internet is free (since my room is so close to the school, I can use the wireless link from there) and I think classes just might be fun as well ...  all in all, not bad ... not bad at all!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more general note, I think I've never been as happy in my whole life ... and I don't mean just in this moment, but right now, in my life, everything seems to be falling into place ... ok, maybe not falling into place per say, but it all just fells really good ... I get to go on this amazing "voyage" (well, it probably will be:D), experiencing a whole lot of new/different things ...&lt;br /&gt;my family is just as amazing as always, a few of my family members just graduated (congrats metka and jožica!), which is a reason to celebrate in itself, I'm still extremely happy about my brother's and jožica's engagement, also about mitja's (my cousin) and irena's ... my friends are the most amazing people in the world, and I have a boyfriend who actually insists on moving to germany for a few months just to be with me (I said he insists to, not that I'm actually gonna  let him do it:D) ... all in all, not bad ... not bad at all ... which is why im happy ... and smile more than I ever have before in my entire life ... at least I think so ... can't be sure, not with my memory ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the world just seems perfect when you're happy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.franken-infos.de/Fotos/Weinland/wuerzburg-KranenSchiffe4-07-06-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.franken-infos.de/Fotos/Weinland/wuerzburg-KranenSchiffe4-07-06-600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-977684626325301813?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/977684626325301813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=977684626325301813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/977684626325301813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/977684626325301813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/wrzburg.html' title='Würzburg'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-8021799114221853510</id><published>2008-09-20T15:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:12:08.905+02:00</updated><title type='text'>V razmislek ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sicer zgodba kroži po mejlih, ampak se mi je zdela primerna tudi za objavo. Konec koncev je odličen primer kako radi ljudje odlašamo z najbolj pomembnimi rečmi v življenju ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ne pozabite: CARPE DIEM!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedel sem v razredu in strmel v dekle poleg mene. Bila je moja najboljša prijateljica. Gledal sem njene dolge lase in zamišljen obraz. Želel sem si, da bi bila moja. Ampak ona me nikoli ni gledala na tak način in tega sem se zavedal. Po predavanju se je obrnila k meni in me prosila za zapiske, ker je prejšnji dan manjkala. Posodil sem jih. Rekla je: "Hvala" in me poljubila na lice. Hotel sem ji povedati, da nočem biti le prijatelj. Ampak sem se preveč bal in še zdaj ne vem zakaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekaj mesecev kasneje. Telefon zvoni. Ko se oglasim, je na drugi strani ona, v joku mi je razlagala, kako ji je njen fant zlomil srce. Vprašala me je, če bi prišel k njej, ker noče biti sama in tako sem prišel. Sedela sva na kavču, jedla čips in gledala romantične filme. Gledal sem njen žalostni obraz in kljub žalosti je bila tako lepa. Želel sem si, da bi bila moja. Ampak ona me nikoli ni gledala na tak način in tega sem se zavedal. Potem je rekla, da bi šla rada spat, poslovila sva se, pogledala me je v oči, mi rekla "Hvala" in me poljubila na lice. Hotel sem ji povedati, da jo imam rad, ampak me je bilo preveč strah in še zdaj ne vem zakaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naslednje leto smo imeli ples. Dan pred slavnostnim večerom je prišla k meni in mi povedala, da je njen soplesalec zbolel. Tudi jaz nisem imel soplesalke, zato sva se odločila, da bova šla skupaj kot najboljša prijatelja. Ko je bilo čudovitega in čarobnega večera konec, sva stala na njenem pragu. Gledal sem jo, ko se mi je nasmehnila in me pogledala s tistimi prelepimi oči. Želel sem si, da bi bila moja, ampak ona name nikoli ni mislila tako kot jaz nanjo, in tega sem se zavedal. Potem mi je rekla: "Hvala, imela sem se čudovito lepo," in me poljubila na lice. Hotel sem ji povedati, da nočem biti le njen prijatelj, hotel sem ji povedati, da jo ljubim, ampak preveč sem se bal, in še zdaj ne vem zakaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potem so minevali dnevi, meseci, in kar naenkrat je bil dan ko smo diplomirali. Gledal sem, kako se je povzpela na oder, da bi prejela svojo diplomo. Bila je tako zelo lepa. Želel sem si, da bi bila moja, ampak zavedal sem se, da me ona nikoli ni opazila na tak način. Preden smo se odpravili domov je prišla k meni, jokala je in jaz sem jo objel. Potem je dvignila pogled in rekla: "Ti si moj najboljši prijatelj, hvala," in me poljubila na lice. Hotel sem ji povedati, da nočem biti le njen prijatelj, hotel sem, da ve, hotel sem ji povedati, da jo ljubim, ampak bilo me je preveč strah in še zdaj ne vem zakaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedim v cerkvi. Moja prijateljica se bo poročila. Poročila se bo prav v tem trenutku. Gledal sem jo, kako stoji pred oltarjem, bila je lepša kot kadarkoli prej. Gledal sem kako je rekla "Da," in pri srcu me je stisnilo. Želel sem si, da bi bila moja, ampak ona ljubi njega, in tega sem se zavedal. In vedel sem, da me nikoli ni gledala tako kot gleda sedaj njega. Preden se je odpeljala s svojim možem v svoje novo življenje, je prišla k meni, me objela, rekla: "Prišel si, hvala," in me poljubila na lice. Hotel sem ji povedati kaj čutim, hotel sem ji povedati, da nočem biti le prijatelj, ljubim jo, ampak preveč me je bilo strah in ne vem zakaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leta so minila in sedaj gledam v krsto dekleta, ki je bila nekoč moja najboljša prijateljica. Ko so prebirali njen dnevnik, ki ga je pisala v svojih študentskih letih, so prebrali tudi te besede: "Gledam ga in si želim da bi bil moj. Ampak on me nikoli ne gleda na tak način kot jaz njega in tega se zavedam. Hočem mu povedati, želim, da ve, da nočem biti le njegova prijateljica. Ampak preveč me je strah in ne vem zakaj. Kako si želim, da bi prišel in mi rekel da me ima rad."&lt;br /&gt;"Kako si želim da bi ti ..." sem si mislil in jokal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naredite si uslugo, povejte tistemu fantu ali dekletu, da ga/jo imate radi, čeprav ne veste kako bo reagiral/a. Povejte, kaj resnično čutite do njega/nje, ker ne bo tam za vedno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://www.listenlittleman.com/Images/yearning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-8021799114221853510?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8021799114221853510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=8021799114221853510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8021799114221853510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8021799114221853510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/v-razmislek.html' title='V razmislek ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-8177137974078877024</id><published>2008-09-14T14:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:40:38.068+02:00</updated><title type='text'>jammin'</title><content type='html'>The world is one gigantic jam session,&lt;br /&gt;Each instrument improvising madly&lt;br /&gt;On traditional themes. Everything one is,&lt;br /&gt;Or thinks, or says, or does, adds or detracts&lt;br /&gt;From the beauty of the music. Listen:&lt;br /&gt;What you hear is yourself, a solo against&lt;br /&gt;The continuo, or perhaps just a single note&lt;br /&gt;That waters well your desert eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© by Nicholas Gordon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/01/17/mamma-mia-streep-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/01/17/mamma-mia-streep-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-8177137974078877024?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8177137974078877024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=8177137974078877024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8177137974078877024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8177137974078877024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='jammin&apos;'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1841416244226554546</id><published>2008-08-04T02:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T02:13:48.541+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ko počijo strune, bomo pa žvižgal! (norost)</title><content type='html'>thanks to &lt;a href="http://kombinacija.blogspot.com/"&gt;d'n'b&lt;/a&gt;, who makes sure I'm up to date on what's going on in the music industry (at least about my favourite groups and music), I'd like to point your attention in the direction of a few of his music related posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kombinacija.blogspot.com/2008/07/cappella-news.html"&gt;Acappella News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kombinacija.blogspot.com/2008/07/vokalisti-united.html"&gt;Vokalisti United&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kombinacija.blogspot.com/2008/07/introducing-taylor-mcferrin.html"&gt;Introducing Taylor McFerrin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just links, let's face it, it would be a waste of time to write it all again ... if u need a translation, however, u know who to turn to :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all of you who missed Jazz Sommer in Graz (like me), all I can say is, SHAME ON YOU! oh well, hopefully they'll come around again soon ... Naturally 7 that is ... It's been ages since my last concert fix ... not good, not good at all! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1841416244226554546?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1841416244226554546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1841416244226554546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1841416244226554546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1841416244226554546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/ko-poijo-strune-bomo-pa-vigal.html' title='ko počijo strune, bomo pa žvižgal! (norost)'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2533653397112821079</id><published>2008-08-04T01:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T01:58:54.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Of stuff and sorts ...</title><content type='html'>hey people ... sorry, been increadibly busy, all over the place like usually during the summer, so I don't really have the time 'to keep you posted' about everything that's going on ... which is a lot ... but just for the fun of it, a brief summary ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week in germany ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.intstudies.cam.ac.uk/research/jmce/images/Berlin_tor.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days of camp ... (s pridihom rock otočca - gotta love the rain :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOROST DELUJE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skavt.net/foto/upload/c0d94a4ac6/5-006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.skavt.net/foto/upload/6b98f03fad/5-004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.skavt.net/foto/upload/c2102019a3/5-010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.skavt.net/foto/upload/c0d94a4ac6/5-006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.skavt.net/foto/upload/c2102019a3/5-012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preparations for a wedding ... (including a bachelorette party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="105" alt="" src="http://www.jenshansen.com/blog/images/wedding_rings2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;enjoying some free time at last ... (yes, again, and yes, in german) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="368" alt="" src="http://www.batwitchs-harrypotter-world.de/startseite/hpbuch/hp4dtgr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and much much more ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it's a good thing my 'better half' is on vacation otherwise I'd even have to find time for him ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Long live the craziness!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamboree.skavt.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(norost, ki deluje)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2533653397112821079?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2533653397112821079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2533653397112821079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2533653397112821079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2533653397112821079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-stuff-and-sorts.html' title='Of stuff and sorts ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-851690499912979954</id><published>2008-07-05T22:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:13:07.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedingungslos ...</title><content type='html'>just got some really amazingly incredible news that made me feel like I'm on cloud no.9 ... allthough it has very little to do with me, I'm still incredibly happy about it ... can't share it with the world yet cause I'm only one of the very few who are privy to this information, but can't say nothing either :D&lt;br /&gt;been waiting for the opportunity to post this song, but it never really fit ... till now ...&lt;br /&gt;Congrats my dears!! Luv you mucho! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qOCphGkdcxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qOCphGkdcxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-851690499912979954?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/851690499912979954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=851690499912979954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/851690499912979954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/851690499912979954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/bedingungslos.html' title='Bedingungslos ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-4452310298668339522</id><published>2008-06-27T16:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:42:24.697+02:00</updated><title type='text'>da liegt der Hase im Pfeffer ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wr7zl0jwDZA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wr7zl0jwDZA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-4452310298668339522?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4452310298668339522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=4452310298668339522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4452310298668339522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4452310298668339522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/da-liegt-der-hase-im-pfeffer.html' title='da liegt der Hase im Pfeffer ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2172638028085114380</id><published>2008-06-16T23:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:56:43.652+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone gets a chance?</title><content type='html'>Starting to really question that motto of mine ... just today, I got asked out by a guy who reminded me of my ex very much (not a good sign to begin with) and with accordance to my motto, I said yes ... well, it wasn't just as straightforward as that, but still ... picture if you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just after my choir practice and I'm on my way home ... I get on the bus, walk all the way to the back and sit on the very last chair on the bus, just behind some guy ... right away, that guy starts turning around and looking at me, till in the end, he turns all the way around and asks me if I know what the time is ... after I tell him what the time is, he starts to make conversation ... stuff like what do u do, where do u live and so on and so on ... since I already had to take out my earphones to tell him the time, I simply reply his questions ... and then, just as casually as everything up to that, he asks me if I have time to go for a drink ... I say no because it's already late (thank God I'm not that crazy ... yet) ... he then asks for my phone number, so we could find a time more convenient for the both of us ... and this is what it all comes down to ... to give or not to give, that is now the question ...&lt;br /&gt;so ... in the spirit of my motto, I, of course, give him my number ... I then proceed to try and take a compliment or two graciously, we say bye and I get off the bus ...&lt;br /&gt;(the abbreviated version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, being a woman, I have to go through every detail in my mind and analyse it all ... I'm not gonna do that here, cause let's face it, that would be an unending post :) so just a few of the major thoughts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spoke with an accent, so I'm guessing he's from "south of the border" (though not according to his name, which sounds Italian) - just like my ex ...&lt;br /&gt;he has the courage to ask out girls (he likes?) without making a big deal out of it - a very good trait, missing in almost all Slovene guys (at least according to my experience) ...&lt;br /&gt;he's quite the opposite of guys I'm usually attracted to (to be a complete opposite, he'd have to be blond ;)) - not a good thing ...&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the fact that I felt like he had some hidden agenda - though, granted, that could only be a product of my own imagination and insecurities :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still way more to go on with, but don't wanna go into details, plus, don't wanna unveil his identity completely (like with his name and looks and so on) ... actually just got a call from him few minutes ago to confirm that it is my number ... well, we'll see about all this ... but like I said, I have my doubts ... and the few of you that already know the story about my ex "south of the border" boyfriend probably understand why any resemblances with J* are not really desirable traits ... and for the ones that don't know the story, just trust me on this one ... besides ... the fact that I hadn't written this guy off just cause of my past should tell you something ... I really don't wanna judge people according to first impressions ... or past experiences ...&lt;br /&gt;but I am fed up with people thinking that I'm easy or that I'm not that smart ... I would have to be pretty smitten to just sit back and let things evolve even when I know it makes no sense ... though, on the other hand, getting asked out simply cause of a first impression is always good for the ego ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .... in the end, we'll see if it turns out to be "everyone gets a chance" or "teja doesn't know how to learn from her own mistakes" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.frumster.com/img/Forum/Forum_PerfectMatch2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.frumster.com/img/Forum/Forum_PerfectMatch2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. with a track record like this, I might just prove my friends right in the end and never have a Slovene boyfriend again (applies only to the recent years)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2172638028085114380?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2172638028085114380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2172638028085114380&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2172638028085114380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2172638028085114380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/everyone-gets-chance.html' title='Everyone gets a chance?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6094414831210574772</id><published>2008-06-15T01:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:31:19.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Translating = a piece of cake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got this email awhile back, but only read it today ... Almost laughed my head off, especially over the last one ... that one kills :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes speakers of other languages do their best to try and help English speakers by making signs in English. The results are sometimes surprising, to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top" width="98%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. In a Bucharest hotel lobby:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The lift is being fixed for the next day. During that time we regret that you will be unbearable&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. In a Paris hotel elevator:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please leave your values at the front desk&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. In a hotel in Athens:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Visitors are expected to complain at the office between the hours of 9 and 11 A.M. daily&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. In a Serbian hotel:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The flattening of underwear with pleasure is the job of the chambermaid&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. In a Japanese hotel:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are invited to take advantage of the chambermaid&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. In the lobby of a Moscow hotel across from a Russian Orthodox monastery:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are welcome to visit the cemetery where famous Russian and Soviet composers, artists and writers are buried daily except Thursday&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Outside a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1213485857_0"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; tailor shop:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ladies may have a fit upstairs&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. In a Bangkok dry cleaner's:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Drop your trousers here for best results&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. In a Rhodes tailor shop:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Order your summers suit. Because is big rush we will execute customers in strict rotation&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. A sign posted in Germany's Black forest:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is strictly forbidden on our black forest camping site that people of different sex, for instance, men and women, live together in one tent unless they are married with each other for that purpose&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. In an advertisement by a Hong Kong dentist:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teeth extracted by latest Methodist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. In a Swiss mountain inn:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Special today - no ice cream&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;13. In a Copenhagen airline ticket office:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We take your bags and send them in all directions&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14. In a Norwegian cocktail lounge:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 153, 0);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15. In the office of a Roman doctor:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg=""  valign="top" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Specialist in women and other diseases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-6094414831210574772?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6094414831210574772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=6094414831210574772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6094414831210574772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6094414831210574772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/translating-piece-of-cake.html' title='Translating = a piece of cake?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1954576799257691167</id><published>2008-06-14T00:19:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:05:47.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Naturally 7</title><content type='html'>a post about one of my favourite groups of all times, only this time I won't be the one writing it ... here's a message from Naturally 7 themselves and their latest clip ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wall of Sound...the art of vocal play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let´s do something together and spread Vocal Play around the World!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody, I hope you are all doing well. This is a special note to tell you about our new video on youtube. As you know, we have been calling our style of A cappella "Vocal Play" for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to show everybody in the world exactly what it is and how we do it with a fun video. We had a lot of fun making it and we hope you all like it. It has always been hard for people to explain to their friends what Naturally 7 does. But now we hope that it will be easier with this&lt;br /&gt;video. We shot the video in Atlanta just a few weeks ago and we are REALLY EXCITED about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the deal. If you like it as much as we do....then pass it on to your friends that love music too. Most of you that are getting this message have supported us for a long time and we really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Let's do something together...this week, this month, next&lt;br /&gt;month.............let's show as many people as we can this video and spread "Vocal Play" around the WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Video section and check the Video "Wall of Sound"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou in advance, I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless......Roger\N'glish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="324" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5MkNOXSdkA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5MkNOXSdkA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="324" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, btw, it'a &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;a cappella :)     just in case u were wondering ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1954576799257691167?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1954576799257691167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1954576799257691167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1954576799257691167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1954576799257691167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/natutally-7.html' title='Naturally 7'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7924675927357208431</id><published>2008-06-08T00:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:42:51.312+02:00</updated><title type='text'>music ...</title><content type='html'>isn't it funny how sometimes some people can make u give a certain kind of music another chance? make u start thinking that it can't be that bad if they like it as much ... and all of a sudden u're listening to songs that you used to ignore thinking it wasn't your kind of music ... here's one of the songs that I became aware of due to such a person ... and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(though with my knowledge of the language, I might need a translation to make sure I got it right lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="324" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6Sn8dV-BiI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6Sn8dV-BiI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="324" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7924675927357208431?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7924675927357208431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7924675927357208431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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awhile, but I'm really very proud of my roommates ... not only are they really cool and awesome people, they are also incredible artists ... just recently they performed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;Oliver Dragojević in Križanke and at New Swing Quartet's last concert, not to mention they keep appearing on tv and radio, even overseas ... it's really hard to keep track of everything they do ... so just click on their &lt;a href="http://www.xplozion.net/"&gt;homepage &lt;/a&gt;and (h)ear away :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I've already written about them before I won't write much about their group ... for more information read my &lt;a href="http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/xplozion.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my favourite songs ... heard it sung a million different ways with a million different people, even sang one of the parts at one time, but they really managed to take it to the next level this time ... well, this footage doesn't do it justice, you'd have to hear it live to really appreciate it ... though, as u can notice, they're not really morning people (the show took place at around 8 am) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="fs=true" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-5690865836555411468&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Xplozion! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7681745552628295256?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7681745552628295256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7681745552628295256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7681745552628295256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7681745552628295256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/proud.html' title='Proud'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7260744288447585533</id><published>2008-05-30T09:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:24:14.764+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Is The Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0xD5wTtjhQs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0xD5wTtjhQs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7260744288447585533?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6732978745827338818</id><published>2008-05-23T23:02:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:50:16.751+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... is upon us once again ...&lt;br /&gt;... nothing major ...&lt;br /&gt;... only 3 per week ...&lt;br /&gt;... same as every year ...&lt;br /&gt;... saturdays not excluded ...&lt;br /&gt;... long hours ...&lt;br /&gt;... exhaustion ...&lt;br /&gt;... being fed up ...&lt;br /&gt;... esp. with evertyhing to do with languages ...&lt;br /&gt;... doing everything else but studying ...&lt;br /&gt;... added pressure - future plans ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall we start the countdown?&lt;br /&gt;.. the no. is 15 ...&lt;br /&gt;... so far ...&lt;br /&gt;... 2 ...&lt;br /&gt;... life ...&lt;br /&gt;... is fun ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SDc6aGvo4yI/AAAAAAAAACs/bdRmRT5FQvY/s1600-h/cramming%2Bfor%2Bhippo%2Bexam%2Bnap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SDc6aGvo4yI/AAAAAAAAACs/bdRmRT5FQvY/s400/cramming%2Bfor%2Bhippo%2Bexam%2Bnap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203692114611331874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-6732978745827338818?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6732978745827338818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SDc6aGvo4yI/AAAAAAAAACs/bdRmRT5FQvY/s72-c/cramming%2Bfor%2Bhippo%2Bexam%2Bnap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-4351983034134310014</id><published>2008-05-17T21:34:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T10:23:34.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn by David Armand</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glzkWmJgCgY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glzkWmJgCgY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video always makes me laugh ... reelly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TM3GbxaNLI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his performance with natalie imbruglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-4351983034134310014?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4351983034134310014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=4351983034134310014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4351983034134310014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4351983034134310014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/torn-by-david-armand.html' title='Torn by David Armand'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-8834797493173110653</id><published>2008-05-17T00:24:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:45:24.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>be good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                              that I would be good even if i did nothing&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if i got the thumbs down&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good if i got and stayed sick&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be fine even if I went bankrupt&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth&lt;br /&gt;that I would be great if I was no longer queen&lt;br /&gt;that I would be grand if I was not all knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be loved even when I numb myself&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;that I would be loved even when I'm inhumane&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I was clingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I lost sanity&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good&lt;br /&gt;whether with or without you                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1357/553233085_687fb3f6c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1357/553233085_687fb3f6c5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-8834797493173110653?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8834797493173110653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=8834797493173110653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8834797493173110653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8834797493173110653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/that.html' title='be good?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1357/553233085_687fb3f6c5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-928289632172526681</id><published>2008-05-17T00:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:16:27.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Humorlos</title><content type='html'>Die Jungen&lt;br /&gt;werfen&lt;br /&gt;zum Spaß&lt;br /&gt;mit Steinen&lt;br /&gt;nach Fröschen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Frösche&lt;br /&gt;sterben&lt;br /&gt;im Ernst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-928289632172526681?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/928289632172526681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=928289632172526681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/928289632172526681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/928289632172526681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/humorlos.html' title='Humorlos'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7234683783160020536</id><published>2008-05-11T23:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:37:33.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiles and Crazies</title><content type='html'>just came home from my first "public performance" with the choir I joined awhile back ... one of our terrorists (a.k.a. tenors) had an official "unweiling" of one of her projects and she asked us if we could maybe sing something ... she made a tile mosaic on the terrace of this coffe house in kranj following the style of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friedensreich_Hundertwasser"&gt;hundertwasser&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://sl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friedensreich_Hundertwasser"&gt;slo&lt;/a&gt;) ...  it really is amazing ... i loved it ... really wish I took some pics (cause I know you'd love it too) ... she also displayed photographs of a few sketches she had made for this project ... we even watched a short film about hunderwasser and his work ... lots of new info ;)&lt;br /&gt;all these tiles reminded me of some of the work of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antoni_Gaudi"&gt;antoni gaudí&lt;/a&gt;, one of my favourite artists/architects, and made me miss spain a whole lot ... I really miss the atmosphere of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Park_Guell"&gt;park güell&lt;/a&gt; ... one of my favourites - the dragon fountain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.utip.info/cheesetoastie/images/artists/gaudi_lizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.utip.info/cheesetoastie/images/artists/gaudi_lizard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kamen na kamen - zmaj? ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the film we actually went to the main square in kranj where some jazz band was perfoming ... we stayed there for awhile, listening to the music and joking about this and that ... all in all, a really cool night ... still feel a bit elated and excited, though I have no idea why ... I guess it's just cause I got to know a few people from the choir a little better today and I was able to come to only one conclusion - that they're fun people :) I really enjoyed hanging out with them all and since that is one of the things I missed the most about being in a choir (right after singing), I guess that's why I'm happy right now ... I love hanging out with 'crazy' people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy people rule!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*(my kind of "crazy" od course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7234683783160020536?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7234683783160020536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7234683783160020536&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7234683783160020536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7234683783160020536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/tiles-and-crazies.html' title='Tiles and Crazies'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1812076618555116520</id><published>2008-05-01T16:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:34:15.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Was es ist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Es ist Unsinn&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Vernunft&lt;br /&gt;Es ist was es ist&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es ist Unglück&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Berechnung&lt;br /&gt;Es ist nichts als Schmerz&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Angst&lt;br /&gt;Es ist aussichtslos&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Einsicht&lt;br /&gt;Es ist was es ist&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es ist lächerlich&lt;br /&gt;sagt der Stolz&lt;br /&gt;Es ist leichtsinnig&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Vorsicht&lt;br /&gt;Es ist unmöglich&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Erfahrung&lt;br /&gt;Es ist was es ist&lt;br /&gt;sagt die Liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Erich Fried)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x309/arden-sharayah/CUTE/Colourful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x309/arden-sharayah/CUTE/Colourful.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1812076618555116520?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1812076618555116520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1812076618555116520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1812076618555116520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1812076618555116520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/was-es-ist.html' title='Was es ist'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x309/arden-sharayah/CUTE/th_Colourful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-3310970223098083358</id><published>2008-04-22T22:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:19:45.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day</title><content type='html'>isn't it funny, how easy it is to lose a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a sad day ... today I lost a good friend ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it isn't really so much that I lost him, I just kinda realised, that he never really was a friend ... maybe sometime in the past, but definately not now ... now, we're sort of just 2 people that just happen to know each other ... and though I realise that I'm probably taking it all like this mostly cause I'm a girl, but still ... maybe we're all just too busy ... maybe that's the real reason ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write pages and pages about all this, but I won't ... I can't ... I'm fed up with writing and ... I don't know ... maybe I just don't wanna go too far into what I'm feeling right now ... cause in a way I feel a bit used ... thinking about it now, it almost seems like we were only friends when he needed something from me ... and I know that's not true ... not entirely ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just kidding myself ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sad day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SA5WIYMxIHI/AAAAAAAAACk/3zzbppvoFXA/s1600-h/s1600-h"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SA5WIYMxIHI/AAAAAAAAACk/3zzbppvoFXA/s400/s1600-h" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192182122339704946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-3310970223098083358?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3310970223098083358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=3310970223098083358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3310970223098083358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3310970223098083358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/sad-day.html' title='A Sad Day'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SA5WIYMxIHI/AAAAAAAAACk/3zzbppvoFXA/s72-c/s1600-h' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-9038793381756479212</id><published>2008-04-17T02:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T02:38:34.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Like April?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SAab1kbNJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/GdXmJ2rXKvc/s1600-h/smile-111603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SAab1kbNJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/GdXmJ2rXKvc/s400/smile-111603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190006965204231794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-9038793381756479212?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9038793381756479212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=9038793381756479212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/9038793381756479212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/9038793381756479212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/feels-like-april.html' title='Feels Like April?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/SAab1kbNJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/GdXmJ2rXKvc/s72-c/smile-111603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2816462390111208906</id><published>2008-04-07T23:32:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:43:56.255+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Lover</title><content type='html'>well, I went and joined a choir!&lt;br /&gt;guess I was a bit too bored with all the work I had for school and scouts, so I found yet another way to squander all my spare time away ;) anyway, really loving it so far, it's a bit challenging, but that's what I love about it the most ... and the people are really cool too - just my kind of crazy :D&lt;br /&gt;there is this one song that we're working on that I really really love ... so, to share it all with you, here are the lyrics ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a Lover&lt;br /&gt;(performed by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZW8z3WCw04"&gt;Sergio Mendes&lt;/a&gt; and many others)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Like a lover, the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;Slowly rises and kisses you awake&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is soft and drowsy&lt;br /&gt;As you let it play upon your face&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dream&lt;br /&gt;I might be like the morning sun to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lover, the river wind&lt;br /&gt;Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Upon your cheek it lingers&lt;br /&gt;Never having known a sweeter place&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I might be like the river wind to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I envy a cup that knows your lips&lt;br /&gt;Let it be me, my love&lt;br /&gt;And the table that feels your fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Let it be me, let me be your love&lt;br /&gt;Bring an end to the endless days and nights&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lover, the velvet moon&lt;br /&gt;Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Its light arrives on tiptoe&lt;br /&gt;Gently taking you in its embrace&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dream&lt;br /&gt;I might be like the velvet moon to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I might be like the river wind to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I envy a cup that knows your lips&lt;br /&gt;Let it be me, my love&lt;br /&gt;And a table that feels your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;Let it be me, let me be your love&lt;br /&gt;Bring an end to the endless days and nights&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lover, the velvet moon&lt;br /&gt;Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Its light arrives on tiptoe&lt;br /&gt;Gently taking you in its embrace&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dream&lt;br /&gt;I might be like the velvet moon to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be like the velvet moon to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be like the velvet moon to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.viewimages.com/xc/3301011.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=ViewImages&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=BAA3E61C514E7EC6979A86FDA39D7BC6A55A1E4F32AD3138"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://cache.viewimages.com/xc/3301011.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=ViewImages&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=BAA3E61C514E7EC6979A86FDA39D7BC6A55A1E4F32AD3138" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;here's a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUpEuk9oWz0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a really cool jazzy version of the song by Earl Klugh&lt;br /&gt;and another one to the blog of the choir I joined - &lt;a href="http://vocisimago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vocis Imago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2816462390111208906?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2816462390111208906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2816462390111208906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2816462390111208906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2816462390111208906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-lover.html' title='Like a Lover'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1777859721080905739</id><published>2008-04-02T00:49:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:26:33.769+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!!!</title><content type='html'>well, it's been awhile huh? was just trying to figure out how many people actually read my blog cause no one ever leaves any comments ;) and I'm still getting some complaints about the language but yeah, the blog stays in english ... and it's in english for a reason ... FYI, not all my friends speak slovene, and since most of my friends understan english, i guess the choice wasn't really all that hard ... plus, it's a good way for me to perfect my essay-writing skills (which aren't really all that good;) ) ... and to write as many dots as I feel like ... in case you haven't noticed that yet, it's one of my favourite things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wanted to write about last week ... went to Wien (Dunaj/Vienna) to root for my friend's band &lt;a href="http://www.aperion.org/"&gt;Aperion&lt;/a&gt;, who were participating in some contest thing up there ... you can read more about it &lt;a href="http://www.aperion.org/novice.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ... really liked it up there ... Wien was just as beautiful as always, and the concert was really good ... and Aperion won in the end, at least according to the votes from the audience ...  the jury was a bit weird though ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_LDO4lzYvI/AAAAAAAAACM/L5t8lR7IDG4/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_LDO4lzYvI/AAAAAAAAACM/L5t8lR7IDG4/s400/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184420781533389554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, was really excited to see that we had a lot of snow here in Slovenia when we came back, and started making plans about going snowboarding ... in the end, decided to 'take a few days off' from classes and just stay home and snowboard ... 3 most exhausting days of my life! :D but it was really amazing ... the sun was shining (not good for the snow though) and it was really beautiful ... though my family was a bit afraid for me, going snowboarding all by myself, but I was just fine ... ok, I admit, I can get a bit careless at times so I guess they did have a reason to worry in a way, but still, it's not like I have a deathwish ;) and yeah, I'm especially careful when I'm by myself - there's no one around to call the ambulance ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic was actually made with my new phone, guess I still can't get over the fact that it makes such beautiful pics :) thank you so much big bro! še kdaj ;) hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;(btw, you have to click on it to see the real quality :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gotta rap it up ... don't want to tell you too much in one post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up: vocis imago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1777859721080905739?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1777859721080905739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1777859721080905739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1777859721080905739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1777859721080905739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/snow.html' title='Snow!!!'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_LDO4lzYvI/AAAAAAAAACM/L5t8lR7IDG4/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7531382408877061838</id><published>2008-02-12T23:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T00:38:28.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebeka feat. Trkaj - Pleš!</title><content type='html'>here she is ... the little sunshine that is my friend Patricija's sweetie ... she's always so full of energy and just has to find some outlet for it all ... here's just one ... (and yes, she's only 2 years old!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-4139961707741883183&amp;amp;hl=en-GB" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this video was sent as an 'audition tape' for the famous slovene rapper Trkaj, who was having an audition for his new video ... so far, no news ... though he'd be utterly crazy not to put her in ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. many thanks to pat, simon and rebeka for letting me be a part of their lives ... i love it! i love being the cool 'aunt' (especially cause whenever she's being too fussy,  i can just dump her back on you guys ;)) and pat ... tomorrow is OTH night! ;)&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. check out &lt;a href="http://rebeka.moj-album.net"&gt;rebeka's photoalbum&lt;/a&gt; ... lots of pics and some very cool videos ... knock yourselves out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s. (my 'thing of the day' apparently :)) pat, thank u soooo much for my bf! he's just soooo adorable! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;break&gt;&lt;/break&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7531382408877061838?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7531382408877061838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7531382408877061838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7531382408877061838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7531382408877061838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/rebeka-feat-trkaj-ple.html' title='Rebeka feat. Trkaj - Pleš!'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-5432693122419240378</id><published>2008-02-10T20:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:49:30.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegamehomepage.com/play/the-stupidity-test/" target="_blank" title="The Stupidity Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thegamehomepage.com/stupidity/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after a try or two anyway ;) the first try was around 90 % (that's me ... clicking away without even reading :D)  what's your score? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;break&gt;&lt;/break&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-5432693122419240378?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5432693122419240378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=5432693122419240378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/5432693122419240378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/5432693122419240378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-1894817201236210760</id><published>2008-01-29T00:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:20:48.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just give a little love - Coca Cola Ad</title><content type='html'>I saw this commercial the other day and just had to share it with the world ... if only this were true ... I'd make everyone drink Coca-Cola!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ieSzsh4hJWI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ieSzsh4hJWI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-1894817201236210760?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1894817201236210760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=1894817201236210760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1894817201236210760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/1894817201236210760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-give-little-love-coca-cola-ad.html' title='Just give a little love - Coca Cola Ad'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-8692283588574402651</id><published>2008-01-28T00:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:15:47.387+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem</title><content type='html'>been awhile huh ... I'm sorry, but I sort of got caught up with scouts, school work and with actually having a life to live ;)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here it is ... my favourite quote... something I say at least once a day ... or at least it feels that way ... its in my head all the time ... as I'm sure you can figure out, it became my favourite quote after watching the movie &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Poets_Society"&gt;Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Poets_Society"&gt; Poets Society&lt;/a&gt;, which is still one of my favourite movies ... today I felt like digging, so I wanted to try and find out where the phrase actually really came from ... and was quite surprised with the results (and the fact that the search didnt really take all that long) ...&lt;p&gt;Original usage from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Odes&lt;/span&gt; 1.11, in Latin and English:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quem mihi, quem tibi&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Leuconoe, don't ask — it's dangerous to know —&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;what end the gods will give me or you. Don't play with Babylonian&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;temptaris numeros. ut melius, quidquid erit, pati.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fortune-telling either. Better just deal with whatever comes your way.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;seu pluris hiemes seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Whether you'll see several more winters or whether the last one&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jupiter gives you is the one even now pelting the rocks on the shore with the waves&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tyrrhenum: sapias, vina liques et spatio brevi&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;of the Tyrrhenian sea — be smart, drink your wine. Scale back your long hopes&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to a short period. Even as we speak, envious time&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;aetas: &lt;b&gt;carpe diem&lt;/b&gt; quam minimum credula postero.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;is running away from us. &lt;b&gt;Seize the day&lt;/b&gt;, trusting little in the future.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;(from Wikipedia, article on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carpe_diem"&gt;Carpe diem&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in my mind, the phrase is quite more optimistic ... its not a warning about the impending and inevitable 'doom', but more of the fact, that since we do not know what tomorrow brings, how bout we just use the time that is given to us as best as we possibly can... and instead of not trusting the future, how bout we just don't worry about it all that much, just dream our dreams and live our lives ... but especially,  lets try to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;live our dreams &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.night-lords-clan.de/d2t/media/carpe%20diem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.night-lords-clan.de/d2t/media/carpe%20diem.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i forgot to mention it yet, you really should see the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Poets Society&lt;/span&gt; in case you haven't seen it yet ... the complete line in the movie is actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I must say, if that movie doesn't get you thinking about your life  and all the options you are given, I don't know what will ... the next segment is actually from a comment about the movie by just some guy, but since he talks about what I want to say, I'm just going to use his words :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos4.meetupstatic.com/photos/event/2/b/6/5/highres_311109.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos4.meetupstatic.com/photos/event/2/b/6/5/highres_311109.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A powerful antidote to conformism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 22 August 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt; Author: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/user/ur0508954/comments"&gt;Francisco Huerta (fjhuerta@hotmail.com)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;small&gt;from Mexico City&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  There are certain films that get under your skin, never to come out. They change your life, subtly altering your perceptions of reality, almost always for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Poets Society is one of those few films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the movie back when I was in High School. I had a teacher who told us that we really needed to watch it; in fact, it was our "homework" for the day. We didn't need to bring back a report, or talk about it in class. All he asked from us was to watch it, make up our own mind about it, and that was it. As you can imagine, many friends of mine didn't watch it at all; I did. And yes, I feel I changed a bit from there on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when you are young, you never really stop to think what in the world you are doing with your life. You simply live for the day, hope your grades will be enough to pass, and that's it. Long term thinking involves maybe flirting with a girl. Nothing more. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What this film showed me was that we have the responsability and the joy of being alive in this planet. That we are dust, and we will go back to it, so we have precious little time to make a difference. That we have a moral obligation to "seize the day, and make our lives extraordinary" &lt;/span&gt;(my favorite quote in all movie history). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That the world, basically is ours. That the only limitations are within ourselves, and that we owe it to us to fight, to rebel against conformity, to change what we hate and keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; what we love. That living in this world is a beautiful responsability, and that only cowards dare not to change it for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the cast was basically my age, and was passing through the same dilemmas and situations I was facing made it all so much more powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit, 12 years from that day. I still don't think I have seized the day completely. But I keep on trying; I always will. I wonder how many people were transformed by this gem of a movie; I hope many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 out of 10. A definitive masterpiece. &lt;/p&gt;(taken from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0097165/"&gt;IMDb)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, my final 'words of wisdom' : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO WATCH THE MOVIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and in case you can't find it at your local videostore/library, you can always contact me ... I have my own copy and I am prepared to lend it to you, though it will come at a price ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.anticostagno.net/Images/Students.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 209px;" src="http://www.anticostagno.net/Images/Students.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://haia.byus.net/zboard/icon/member_image_box/1/DeadPoetsSociety1989CD2.avi_003839798.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-8692283588574402651?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8692283588574402651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=8692283588574402651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8692283588574402651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/8692283588574402651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/carpe-diem.html' title='Carpe Diem'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-509181820882949121</id><published>2008-01-15T00:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:00:48.035+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Think ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I born, I Black,&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, I Black,&lt;br /&gt;When I go in Sun, I Black,&lt;br /&gt;When I scared, I Black,&lt;br /&gt;When I sick, I Black,&lt;br /&gt;And when I die, I still black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you White fella,&lt;br /&gt;When you born, you Pink,&lt;br /&gt;When you grow up, you White,&lt;br /&gt;When you go in Sun, you Red,&lt;br /&gt;When you cold, you Blue,&lt;br /&gt;When you scared, you Yellow,&lt;br /&gt;When you sick, you Green,&lt;br /&gt;And when you die, you Gray.&lt;br /&gt;And you call me Coloured ?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-509181820882949121?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/509181820882949121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=509181820882949121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/509181820882949121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/509181820882949121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-think.html' title='Just Think ...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2294976817559176129</id><published>2008-01-11T17:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:49:21.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Favourite</title><content type='html'>Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xavFb4WH7o0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xavFb4WH7o0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video by DM9DDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-m_LHGz--E"&gt;more information&lt;/a&gt; about the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTJ7AzBIJoI"&gt;original video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2294976817559176129?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2294976817559176129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2294976817559176129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2294976817559176129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2294976817559176129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-favourite.html' title='Another Favourite'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-3683435727315645447</id><published>2008-01-11T01:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:50:48.635+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyame Nti vs. Eban?</title><content type='html'>Can the 'gift of love' really be a gift or can it turn into a curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a song really make you 'feel the love' or just make your heartache stronger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BAELv_HnIs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BAELv_HnIs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, sometimes we really manage to make a mess of our lives ... Even when we don't really have much to do with it all ...&lt;br /&gt;Missing your hand ... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oxdox.com/images/education/chemistry_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.oxdox.com/images/education/chemistry_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-3683435727315645447?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3683435727315645447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=3683435727315645447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3683435727315645447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/3683435727315645447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/nyame-nti-vs-eban.html' title='Nyame Nti vs. Eban?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-4369403359600603197</id><published>2008-01-11T01:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T01:29:41.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DoubleKHorses/1070047199_resaragorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 111px;" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DoubleKHorses/1070047199_resaragorn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it funny how sometimes completely and utterly crazy things can make your day? Not like I actually believe in any of this, but at least it makes me smile ... a lot ... so here's the latest weird link I got: &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/users/DoubleKHorses/quizzes/Which%20LOTR%20Character%20Are%20You"&gt;Which LOTR Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; and I must say, I was quite surprised with the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aragorn-you are very tough and smart. You are very loyal to your friends, and will always be able to get them out of tough situations. You are a great leader, and an all-around cool person. Way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to bed with something that actually resembles a grin instead of a frown ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-4369403359600603197?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4369403359600603197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=4369403359600603197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4369403359600603197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4369403359600603197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupid-stuff.html' title='Stupid Stuff'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-4849122707684044350</id><published>2008-01-10T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:09:47.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trkaj - Rapostol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trkaj.si/gallery/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;amp;g2_itemId=503&amp;amp;g2_serialNumber=2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.trkaj.si/gallery/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;amp;g2_itemId=503&amp;amp;g2_serialNumber=2" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a little something that's been occupying my ears for the past few days... It's been quite awhile since the last time I actually bought an album so this just goes to show that i really like it... Trkaj is a slovene rapper with a genuine soul which transpires into his lyrics, making them speak directly to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to get a taste of his music, go to his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/trkaj"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; and just click away. One of my favourites is partly in English and was actually a project for Unicef. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.unicef.si/main/besedilo.wlgt"&gt;Some of Them&lt;/a&gt;. You can read more about the project from Trkaj's perspective &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trkaj.si/blog/ostalo/rap-za-unicef-some-of-them"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Go forth and listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-4849122707684044350?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4849122707684044350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=4849122707684044350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4849122707684044350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/4849122707684044350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/trkaj-rapostol.html' title='Trkaj - Rapostol'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-7786934071381299705</id><published>2008-01-10T01:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:11:58.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Icebergs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidiad.com/images/iceberg/iceberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.davidiad.com/images/iceberg/iceberg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever feel like an iceberg? Like there are all these people around you, people you meet and talk to everyday, that don't have the slightest idea about who you are? About who you really are I mean. Deep down under all those masks you so carefully apply each morning. Do you ever feel like people only notice that small percentage that you show them, and never ever wonder about what lies beneath? What is hidden in those other 8/9ths of the iceberg, the ones that don't really surface?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's reverse this train of thought... Do you ever think that maybe, just maybe, there might be more to other people as well? That they're like icebergs as well? You probably never think about it, but that salesperson, who was just so rude to you, maybe she's usually extremelly kind and you just caught her on a bad day? She might have had a very difficult customer, you know, the kind that when you're retelling the story would be depicted as a dragon, or maybe she's having problems at home with a sick husband and a teenage daugther, who's just decided to go wild... Everything is possible. You can even think of the weirdest scenario, and it just might not even be all that weird in this day and age. Well, we all have things going on 'beneath the surface', so how about we start giving each other breaks on account of that? I know I could definately use a break every now and then. Or even more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you feel like you could use a break, why don't you start the trend? Be the first to give someone a break. And you never know, it just might come around. Ever heard of the expression &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;/span&gt;? So? What do you say? Are you going to be an activist or a passivist? It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-7786934071381299705?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7786934071381299705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=7786934071381299705&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7786934071381299705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/7786934071381299705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-ever-feel-like-iceberg-like.html' title='Icebergs'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-158438542457790716</id><published>2007-12-18T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:51:52.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbatuques</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=3321621&amp;amp;v=2&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=121152549"&gt;Barbatuques MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-158438542457790716?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/158438542457790716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=158438542457790716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/158438542457790716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/158438542457790716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/barbatuques.html' title='Barbatuques'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6080054495862195524</id><published>2007-12-17T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:52:43.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Xplozion</title><content type='html'>think its about time I started to promote one of my favourite local groups a bit... well, it wasnt really all that hard for them to get on my list of favourites seeing as though 2 of the members actually live with me and since i've known them for ages (at least it seems so anyway)... and its not really all that hard to get fond of the other 3 members since they're really genuine and have smiles just as big as their hearts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, could go on and on about them, but how bout a quick preview... they're called Xplozion and are an acappella group... so far, the only thing they lack is actually their own original songs instead of some renditions and arrangements... but here it goes, just a little tune that's one of my favourites right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epyKIOzM3Rw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epyKIOzM3Rw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was actually their second appearance on this morning tv show and in the second part they're joined by Nuška Drašček cause 3 of them are actually also members of &lt;a href="http://www.perpetuumjazz.com/"&gt;Perpetuum Jazzile&lt;/a&gt;, Slovenia's only jazz choir and this was just like a preview of one of their songs... anyhow, they're really awesome and at the same time also really patient with me and i'd like to take this opportunity to thank them for letting me crash their rehearsals and slipping around the backstage with them... told you they are really cool (though its just a matter of time before they get all celebrity-like, trust me ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is their &lt;a href="http://www.xplozion.110mb.com/index.htm"&gt;webpage&lt;/a&gt;, though it's in Slovene, just go to the music(glasba) section and click anything in sight to get a better experience of everything they're up to... and just so u can also find some info in english, here's &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=188469000"&gt;matej's myspace&lt;/a&gt;, where you can find a ton of other info, about him, his groups and his projects, and everything else u probably never really wanted to know ;) and yeah, i am a very very proud friend and think myself to be exceptionally lucky to have a friend like that... just so we're clear on that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to rap this up, here's a song that is actually their own... it really turned out pretty great... sth i had on repeat awhile back... really cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... enjoy the sound....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyc_-azt4ac&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyc_-azt4ac&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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With all the decorations and everything it's hard to know for sure... Click &lt;a href="http://www.isitchristmas.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to find out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-6708215717939675547?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6708215717939675547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=6708215717939675547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6708215717939675547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6708215717939675547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas?'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-2126945938998781961</id><published>2007-11-04T00:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:54:33.952+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scouts...</title><content type='html'>A big part of my life... Just realised that in the past 2 days, I spent at least 16 hours at scouts. And thats not counting the time i spent at home preparing things for it all. No wonder I keep running out of time during the weekends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little preview of what we're all about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgyWsWc0K_k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgyWsWc0K_k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouts really are amazing, and going through the internet sites and videos on YouTube to try and find something to put up here made me realize just exactly why I love it, all the hard work and all the long hours aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's an amazing feeling to be a part of something so big, to try and make a difference, to strive towards something really good, and for so many more reasons, that I can't write them all down. Not only cause I could ramble on about it for pages and pages, but cause a lot of it can't be put into writing... Have you ever tried to explain how you feel about something to someone and just couldn't think of any words? Or tried to explain what it is that you like about a certain thing and you couldn't think of a better reason than the fact that you simply love it? Then you know how I feel right about now :) Besides, I seriously doubt that anything I'd say could make u realise just why scouting is so addictive 2 a lot of people. The best way to find out is to just go out and try it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting really changed me, it made me more confident and to feel free to be myself, who i really am. Essentially, it shaped me to be the person that I am today. And if you knew the person who I used to be, that would tell you a lot. But since you don't know who I were nor really who I am now, that must be a bit hard to really notice, so you'll just have to take my word for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links in case you feel like finding more about the scouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scout.org/"&gt;World Organization of the Scout Movement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wagggsworld.org/en/home"&gt;World Association of Girl Guides and Girl Scouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some in slovene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zskss.skavt.net/"&gt;Združenje slovenskih katoliških skavtinj in skavtov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skavt.net/"&gt;SkavtNet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zts.org/"&gt;Zveza tabornikov Slovenije&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XsrnREOO43c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XsrnREOO43c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SCOUTS - BUILDING A BETTER WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-2126945938998781961?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2126945938998781961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=2126945938998781961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2126945938998781961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/2126945938998781961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/scouts.html' title='Scouts...'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-463976653500245468</id><published>2007-11-03T23:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:08:54.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Death?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep.&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am a thousand winds that blow;&lt;br /&gt;I am the diamond glints on snow.&lt;br /&gt;I am the sunlight on ripened grain;&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle autumn's rain.&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken in the morning hush,&lt;br /&gt;I am the swift uplifting rush&lt;br /&gt;Of quiet birds in circled flight.&lt;br /&gt;I am the soft star that shines at night.&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry;&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I did not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/Ryz-4goTxDI/AAAAAAAAABw/BjtAQ1IZicg/s1600-h/funeraldoves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/Ryz-4goTxDI/AAAAAAAAABw/BjtAQ1IZicg/s400/funeraldoves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128754322453283890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-463976653500245468?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/463976653500245468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-277502220061358583</id><published>2007-10-29T18:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:20:00.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You must love someone....</title><content type='html'>just found this translation of one of my favourite poems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU MUST LOVE SOMEONE by Ivan Minatti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must love someone,&lt;br /&gt;even though only grass, river, tree or stone,&lt;br /&gt;on someone’s shoulder you must lay your hand,&lt;br /&gt;so that it gluts its hunger with nearness,&lt;br /&gt;there must, must be someone,&lt;br /&gt;it is like bread, like a drink of water,&lt;br /&gt;to whom you must give your white clouds,&lt;br /&gt;your brave birds of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;your shy birds of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;- somewhere for them there must be&lt;br /&gt;a nest of peace and tenderness -,&lt;br /&gt;you must love someone,&lt;br /&gt;though only grass, river, tree or stone,&lt;br /&gt;for trees and grass know what loneliness is&lt;br /&gt;- for footsteps always pass by&lt;br /&gt;even if they pause for a moment -,&lt;br /&gt;for the river knows what sadness is&lt;br /&gt;- it need only brood over its depths -,&lt;br /&gt;for the stone knows what pain is&lt;br /&gt;- how many heavy feet&lt;br /&gt;have already gone over its mute heart -,&lt;br /&gt;you must love someone,&lt;br /&gt;you must love someone,&lt;br /&gt;walk side by side with someone&lt;br /&gt;on the same path -&lt;br /&gt;oh grass, river, stone, tree,&lt;br /&gt;silent companions of the strange and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;good, great beings,&lt;br /&gt;who begin to speak&lt;br /&gt;only when men have fallen silent.&lt;br /&gt;(Translated by Alasdair MacKinnon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;slovene version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ivan Minatti - Nekoga moraš imeti rad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekoga moraš imeti rad,&lt;br /&gt;pa čeprav trave, reko, drevo ali kamen,&lt;br /&gt;nekomu moraš nasloniti roko na ramo,&lt;br /&gt;da se, lačna, nasiti bližine,&lt;br /&gt;nekomu moraš, moraš,&lt;br /&gt;to je kot kruh, kot požirek vode,&lt;br /&gt;moraš dati svoje bele oblake,&lt;br /&gt;svoje drzne ptice sanj,&lt;br /&gt;svoje plašne ptice nemoči&lt;br /&gt;- nekje vendar mora biti zanje&lt;br /&gt;gnezdo miru in nežnosti -,&lt;br /&gt;nekoga moraš imeti rad,&lt;br /&gt;pa čeprav trave, reko, drevo ali kamen&lt;br /&gt;ker drevesa in trave vedo za samoto&lt;br /&gt;- kajti koraki vselej odidejo dalje,&lt;br /&gt;pa čeprav se za hip ustavijo -,&lt;br /&gt;ker reka ve za žalost&lt;br /&gt;- če se le nagne nad svojo globino -,&lt;br /&gt;ker kamen pozna bolečino&lt;br /&gt;- koliko težkih nog&lt;br /&gt;je že šlo čez njegovo nemo srce -,&lt;br /&gt;nekoga moraš imeti rad,&lt;br /&gt;nekoga moraš imeti rad,&lt;br /&gt;z nekom moraš v korak,&lt;br /&gt;v isto sled -&lt;br /&gt;o trave, reka, kamen, drevo,&lt;br /&gt;molčeči spremljevalci samotnežev in čudakov,&lt;br /&gt;dobra, velika bitja,&lt;br /&gt;ki spregovore samo,&lt;br /&gt;kadar umolknejo ljudje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyZ-JwoTxBI/AAAAAAAAABg/IWpfbKGdt48/s1600-h/love83636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyZ-JwoTxBI/AAAAAAAAABg/IWpfbKGdt48/s200/love83636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126923931945780242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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someone....'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyZ-JwoTxBI/AAAAAAAAABg/IWpfbKGdt48/s72-c/love83636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6704895025075613190.post-6806751016376744312</id><published>2007-10-25T22:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:58:32.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day (who am i?)</title><content type='html'>wanna try to guess what today is? yeah, its my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 23 years old today, and i dont feel even a little bit older, wiser or any of the things that are supposed to come with age... im still just me, the nutty girl that smiles all the time... or whatever other label i go by these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really interesting how everyone gets labeled all the time... in my past, ive been labeled as almost anything, from bookworm, 'tutorgirl', nerd, a bore, loser, the nice girl, all the way up to party girl, nut, weirdo, 'smiley', and a bunch of other things i cant even remember right now... and im pretty sure that if i'd ask my classmates now, at the university, their opinion of me would probably be the complete opposite of that of my high school classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats the truth?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyEVOQoTxAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HAi77LpaR8E/s1600-h/IMG_2229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyEVOQoTxAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HAi77LpaR8E/s200/IMG_2229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401185650721794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess im all of the above... much more... and much less... depends on the time of the day, the weather, my mood, the mood of people around me, who im with, if im on my own, talking to my best friend or someone ive just met... if im at school, out with my friends or just home by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i invent myself according to where i am and who im with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, somewhere beneath all the masks and pretence, im just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who am i? a simple, quiet girl, who prides herself upon her ability to put other people's needs first and yet, can be incredibly selfish at times? someone who can be increadibly kind and someone people can always rely on, at least until i get fed up and just let everthing go, forgetting all my promises or at least not acting upon them? anything is possible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... guess i dont look all that good on paper ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... thats me... not all of me, but a minute part of me... smaller than an ant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people that have had the 'pleasure' of being my friends probably know me a bit better by now... but i guess if there's one thing they've learned about me so far, its the fact that you never know with me... not that im full of surprises, but its just that i tend to surprise people when they least expect it... or when they've gotten used to the person i am and have just started to think that they know me and surprise surprise -&gt; i go and do something thats completely out of the blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really know why I do that... I guess that's just a part of me :) but part of the reason why that happens is probably cause my mind tends to be all over the place most of the time... thinking about a thousand different things at once... if that's something that has happened occasionaly to you as well, you know what I mean... but it's hard to explain... so that's how i get ideas... and then the only thing missing is the courage to go thorugh with that idea... and every now and then, i manage to find some hidden somewhere deep within me... and that's when strange things happen ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's probably also the reason why this blog might sound a bit strange to you... no obvious point to it all :) a thousand different topics and no relevant connection between them... actually, that sounds like a definition of me... me in a nutshell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, wanted to do something today that ive been thinking about for awhile now, but im still not sure if its really something that ill manage to update regularly or if im gonna lose interest pretty soon, so i guess we'll all just have to wait and see...  though comments might help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for today... just reread what i wrote and it makes almost no sense, so i expect to be writing this just for myself, cause no one in their right mind would want to read this rambling... (btw, another thing u should know about me before anyone gets insulted - i tend to be ironic, sarcastic or just simply joking/kidding about things, so try not to take me too seriously... except on some special/rare occasions... which you'll be able to decipher if/when you get to know me a bit better...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was a bit about me, cause i just thought that a blog should start with some basic info about the person that's writing it... though, how well can u actually get to know someone through something that they have written? after all, internet can never substitute real life and interpersonal relationships... trust me, ive got proof of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im quite an open person, so any questions or general wonderings, u know where to find me... ill be happy to answer them and i promise to be honest... cause if there's one thing that i really strive towards in life, its honesty... not much point in pretending to be anyone else anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great day everybody and Carpe Diem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont 4get 2 smile :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6704895025075613190-6806751016376744312?l=tejnula-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6806751016376744312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6704895025075613190&amp;postID=6806751016376744312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6806751016376744312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6704895025075613190/posts/default/6806751016376744312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tejnula-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-who-am-i.html' title='The Day (who am i?)'/><author><name>tejnula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12382043191073336853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aH6C_SugArI/R_K624lzYtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BVePhjNM8Ro/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aH6C_SugArI/RyEVOQoTxAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HAi77LpaR8E/s72-c/IMG_2229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
