<?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-1300691067656007077</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:38:41.764+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...out of my mind...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7836635503889672149</id><published>2009-08-23T19:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:06:28.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind of changes...</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since last time... So many things has changed... Have no words to describe it. One thing I must write - I never expected th. to go this way... And now when all the rules are broken need to build up everyth. from the beginning - just not sure if I want it. Maybe instead of it it's time to became an adult, accept things as they are and would be. I don't feel the same person as I was few weeks ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-7836635503889672149?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7836635503889672149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7836635503889672149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7836635503889672149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7836635503889672149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2009/08/wind-of-changes.html' title='Wind of changes...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6290106988231506617</id><published>2008-10-12T02:34:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:03:39.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be openminded, try everything, especially pc games for children ;) - explanation for that what I've been doing in my spare holiday  tame with my nephew :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bądź otwarty, spróbuj wszyskiego, zwłaszcza gier komputerowych dla dzieci ;) Czyli co robiłam z moim bratankiem w wolne chwile podczas wakacjii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:400%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stumpygames.com/games/freeonlinegames/453/scooby-doo-creepy-castle.html"&gt;Scooby - Doo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:400%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.play2day.net/play/school-flirting.html"&gt;School Flirting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have fun!! Bawcie się dobrze!! 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6290106988231506617?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6290106988231506617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6290106988231506617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6290106988231506617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6290106988231506617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/10/be-openminded-try-everything-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8984820392043784423</id><published>2008-08-15T19:31:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:01:45.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifestacja „Przyjaźni Młodzieży”</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.3  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miejsce: rynek w Barlinku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Czas: 22.08.2008 roku, godz. 16:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Kolor obowiązujący: czerń&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.3  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Manifestacja jest wyrazem sprzeciwu przyjaznych młodzieży i kulturze barlineckiej, m.in. uczestników BLT oraz byłych i obecnych członków pracowni Panoramicznych (jak kiedyś zwano Barlinecki Ośrodek Kultury), wobec obecnego stanu kultury barlineckiej oraz niedostatecznego wspierania edukacji nieformalnej młodzieży zaistniałego w wyniku polityki kulturalnej dyrektora Barlineckiego Ośrodka Kultury, która spowodowała iż:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- Ośrodek Kultury popołudniami jest zamknięty, korytarze świecą pustkami i straszą echem bijącym o puste ściany;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- w BOK-u nie ma już miejsca dla młodzieży, gdzie mogłaby spędzać czas wolny – kawiarnia – została zamknięta i obecnie wynajmowana jest różnorodnym firmom do celów reklamowych;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- pracownia muzyczna – kiedyś tętniąca muzyką, pełna różnorodnej młodzieży, zespołów – jest zamknięta i zmieniona w salę noclegową;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- pracownia ceramiczna – miejsce, które jeszcze przed paroma laty (za czasów, gdy pracował tam jako instruktor Darek Przewięźlikowski) pełne było młodzieży, tak iż czasami było trzeba czkać w kolejce by móc "polepić". Obecnie zajmuje się wyrobem suwenirów, młodzież przestała tam przychodzić ponieważ nakłaniana była do tworzenia tychże, miast rozwijania wyobraźni, wolnego tworzenia i zabawy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- pracownia plastyczna – zajmuje się robieniem plakatów, wizytówek i banerów;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- pracownia teatralna – Teatr Poezji "Wiatrak" – tu nie mogę się wypowiedzieć, ponieważ mi nie wypada :/ Jedyna z pracowni, która jest otwarta na młodzież, w której nieustannie podejmowane są działania na rzecz młodzieży – a to, tylko i wyłącznie, dzięki instruktorom: E.CH., M.Z. i W.N.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- workcamp – Międzynarodowy Artystyczny Obóz Wolontariacki, który odbywał się w Barlinku 8-krotnie. Ostatnią edycję miał w 2006 roku. BOK nie był zainteresowany kontynuacją międzynarodowej imprezy organizowanej we współpracy ze Stowarzyszeniem Jeden Świat z Poznania (oddział SCI - Social Civil International) i całą odpowiedzialnością za organizację Obozu, w tym pozyskiwanie środków finansowych, obarczono młodzież;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- Barlineckie Lato Teatralne – międzynarodowej rangi festiwal teatralny skrócony został w tym roku, z powodu rzekomego remontu, do 3 dni, warsztaty teatralne do 2 godzin, korowód wiodący ulicami miasta z BOK-u na rynek oraz „Przewietrzanie” - oficjalne otwarcie festiwalu zostały skasowane (zakazane).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Wspomnę już tylko o: międzynarodowych wymianach młodzieżowych, plenerach ceramicznych (obecnie funkcjonujące jako impreza zamknięta, głównie dla artystów spoza Barlinka), przeglądach ARA (Amatorskiego Ruchu Artystycznego), konkursach, wystawach, festiwalach, warsztatach organizowanych przez wszystkie pracownie w trakcie ferii zimowych, wakacji czy przerw świątecznych, i wielu innych imprezach kulturalnych, w których bardzo chętnie udział brali przedstawiciele wszystkich pracowni, a które praktycznie zniknęły z kalendarza BOK-u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Wszystkich zainteresowanych zapraszamy do udziału w manifestacji oraz do zbojkotowanie decyzji dyrektora BOK o skróceniu BLT poprzez tłumne pojawienie się na festiwalu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 0cm; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8984820392043784423?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8984820392043784423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8984820392043784423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8984820392043784423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8984820392043784423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/08/manifestacja-przyjani-modziey.html' title='Manifestacja „Przyjaźni Młodzieży”'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4717320641847995889</id><published>2008-08-14T00:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:19:03.651+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifestacja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Manifestacja dla wyrażenia sprzeciwu wobec stanu kultury barlneckiej oraz niedostatecznego wspierania edukacji nieformalnej młodzieży.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Miejsce: Barlinek (rynek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Czas: 22 soerpnia 2008, godz. 16:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Kolor obowiązujący: czarny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;więcej info na:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.przyjaznimlodziezy.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.przyjaznimlodziezy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Zapraszam wszystkich!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-4717320641847995889?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4717320641847995889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4717320641847995889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4717320641847995889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4717320641847995889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/08/manifestacja.html' title='Manifestacja'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6512848011426904320</id><published>2008-08-08T21:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:21:48.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mój nowy projekt:</title><content type='html'>Stowarzyszenie "Przyjaźni Młodzieży"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://przyjaznimlodziezy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;http://przyjaznimlodziezy.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stowarzyszenie jeszcze nie powstało, ale mam nadzieję, że już niedługo... Na razie studjuję wszelkie przepisy prawne, zeby wiedzieć, co, jak, gdzie i kiedy trzeba zrobić... aby wszystko dobrze funkcjonowało :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAPRASZAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6512848011426904320?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6512848011426904320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6512848011426904320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6512848011426904320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6512848011426904320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/08/mj-nowy-projekt-www.html' title='Mój nowy projekt:'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6003522075435289136</id><published>2008-08-05T13:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:44:40.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Konstytucja RP w rozdziale dotyczącym wolności i praw politycznych stanowi wyraźnie, że każdemu zapewnia się wolność organizowania pokojowych zgromadzeń i uczestniczenia w nich (art. 57), czyli organizowania manifestacji i brania w nich udziału (przepisy posługują się tu konsekwentnie pojęciami: „zgromadzenie” i „zgromadzenie publiczne”; w niniejszym tekście używane jest ono zamiennie z potocznym określeniem „manifestacja”). Zgodnie z Konstytucją ograniczenie wolności zgromadzeń może określać ustawa (np. ustawa – prawo o ruchu drogowym wymagająca zezwolenia z uwagi na porządek publiczny, bezpieczeństwo itp.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria „Warto Wiedzieć Więcej”, „Zgromadzenia publiczne – jak zorganizować manifestację?” (M. Bar), stan prawny na dzień 15 stycznia 2004 r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6003522075435289136?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6003522075435289136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6003522075435289136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6003522075435289136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6003522075435289136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/08/konstytucja-rp-w-rozdziale-dotyczcym.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-178875737063934077</id><published>2008-04-05T12:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T02:30:09.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Czuję się jak bohaterka tych wszystkich romansów, które nieustannie czytam!! Zakochałam się!! W swoim własnym życiu, no jak już nie ma żadnego przyzwoitego faceta w pobliżu to własne życie wystarczy!!! Jest cudowne, barwne, pełne wyzwań i umęczone do dna, tak jak lubię! Chyba mam psychozę maniakalno-depresyjną bo ciągle stany euforyczne zamieniają mi się doły głębokości Rowu Mariańskiego!! W związku z tym, że kocham swoje życie i jestem taka szczęśliwa postanowiłam dać sobie na luz! Koniec tych pseudo intelektualnych wynurzeń! I tak jestem głupia - życiowo, nie intelektualnie mam nadzieję... Więc lajt!! Siedzę od rana nad romansem, żeby chociaż pozazdrościć komuś fajnego faceta, jak się na takiego sama nie mogę natknąć, i czuję się wolna, szczęśliwa i wszystkie te inne bzdury!! Siedzę w łóżku do 12:00!! A co! kocham leniuchować, zwłaszcza po tygodniu urabiania się od rana do wieczora! Może to z przemęczenia mój mózg wyparował i znowu potrafię się cieszyć rzeczami małymi?? Jak np. wyprawa do kina z kumpelą w środku dnia i szał butowo-zakupowy :D A może to dlatego, że odkryłam, że moje marzenia się spełniają??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Takie drobne, malutkie (o wielkich - czyli facie wole teraz nie myśleć :P):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; - Spełnione marzenie nr 1: własny laptop i sekretarzyk - wiem, głupie, ale mam je od ponad 15 lat, kiedy to tato mój kochany przywoził germańskie katalogi Ikei do domu a ja przeglądałam je nieustannie i w myślach urządzałam swój dom :D teraz siedzę przy moim sekretarzyku - wynajętym sekretarzyku i wypisuję głupoty i mam luzik!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;- Spełnione marzenie nr 2: dostałam pieniądze od Programu Młodzież w Działaniu!! Na mój własny, osobiście napisany projekt teatralnej wymiany młodzieżowej: Polska-Szwecja-Norwegia-Węgry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Dobrze, że to nie nadmiar szczęścia - taki, mimo, że jestem kobietą wyzwoloną, dałby mi tylko facet :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Dziękuję wszystkim, którzy przyczynili się do mojego szczęścia!! Za Oscara też :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Buziole!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;PS jem śniadanie na moim sekretarzyku (który nieustannie pisze przez "ż" - dobrze, że mozilla ma automatyczne sprawdzanie pisowni :P) i na 14:00 idę z kumpelą do kina, obejrzeć podobno świetny norweski film...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I: I don't care what they say :D jeszcze sobie dla zwiększenia dozy szczęścia posłucham sobie jakiejś klasyki :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I feel like a charcter from all this harlequins I use to read! I'm in love! With my own life if there is no man around me, my life should be enough!! It's wonderful, colourful, full of chalenges and deeply tiring, as I like! Maybe I have manic-depressive psychosis, because from euphoria I'm falling to the depression deep as Mariana Trench!! So, I love my life and I'm so happy that I decided to relax :D It's the end of my pseudo-intelectual confessions! Anyway I'm practiccaly stupid, hope not intellectual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;SO easy...I'm reading from early morning some harlquin, so I can be jaelous of some guy from the book, if I can't meet nice guy in normal life and I feel free and happy and all that stuff... I'm in the bad til 12:00!!! So what! Love to be lazy, especially if whole last week was working from the morning to the night! Maybe it's because I'm so tired I can appreciate small tings?? Like f.e. movie in the cinema with my girlfriend in the middle of the day and buying shoes :D Or maybe because I found out that my dreams can become a truth??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; This small dreams (about this huge onec - like a nice guy, I'm trying not to think :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; - First dream which came truth: my own laptop and devenport - know - stupid, but I had it since 15 years, when my father used to bring some Ikea catalouges from Germany and when I was trying to create my own place in my mind :D Now I'm sitting at the devenport and writing stupid things on my laptop and I feel chilled!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Second dream which came truth: I got money from Youth in Action Programme for my own Youth Theater Exchange: Polish-Swedish-Norwegian-Hungarian!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; It's good it's not excessive happiness -  even if I am liberated woman - it would be that just if I'll have some nice man... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Thanks to all that helped me to realise my dreams!! and for the Oscar too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Kisezzz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; PS I'm eating breakfest on my devenport (which in Polish I always write wrong - good, that mozzila has automatic dictionaries and ca help me :P) and at 14:00 I'm going to the cinema with my girlfriend to watch some "very good" Norwegian movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; And: I don't care what they say :D to feel more happy I will listen to some classical music now :D&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-178875737063934077?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/178875737063934077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=178875737063934077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/178875737063934077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/178875737063934077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/04/czuj-si-jak-bohaterka-tych-wszystkich.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2722089048112099008</id><published>2008-03-13T17:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T17:17:19.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Zdalam egzamin z norweskiego!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I passed the exam from Norwegian!!&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-2722089048112099008?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2722089048112099008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2722089048112099008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2722089048112099008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2722089048112099008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/03/zdalam-egzamin-z-norweskiego-i-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8101871278278848394</id><published>2008-02-29T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:25:50.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Marcie odbija ostatnio, nie napisze od czego... no i Martusia zaczela wiersze pisac, no juz jakis czas temu i za rada ulubionego psora pilnuje, zeby pasowaly do definicje sztucznej - sztuki z regolami i rymami... ino nie za bardzo zna sie na tych regolach... ale stara sie jak moze :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O wymianie... jutro... dzisiaj jestem za bardzo zmeczona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Ostatnio"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie chce domu z samotnosci&lt;br /&gt;ani dziecka z bezdomnosci&lt;br /&gt;i choc sciezke swa zgubilam&lt;br /&gt;a po drodze oslabilam&lt;br /&gt;sile ducha niezlomnego&lt;br /&gt;oddam w rece wszechwladnego&lt;br /&gt;cala siebie i marzenia&lt;br /&gt;choc niegodne sa spelnienia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czekam ciagle w samotnosci&lt;br /&gt;w mojej duszy, bezdomnosci&lt;br /&gt;Czy pomoze mi raz w zyciu&lt;br /&gt;zachowanie jej w ukryciu&lt;br /&gt;pisze wiersze malo zgrabne&lt;br /&gt;skladam rymy ciut szkaradne&lt;br /&gt;by uciszyc swe pragnienia&lt;br /&gt;i odegnac bol myslenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Recently"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want a house though I'm lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want a child though I'm homeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though I lost my path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and my souls strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give to the almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oneself with all dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought don't deserve to become the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still waiting in my loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with a homeless soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would it help once a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save it undercover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;writing awkward poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creating clumsy rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to abate my desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and ward off painful thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Marta is getting crazy last time, won't explain why... but Martusia started to write poems, some time ago and thank too her favorite professor is taking care to write it so it will fit to art definition with all the rules and rhymes... just she doesn't know them very well... but is really trying :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;About the Exchange... tomorrow... today I'm to tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8101871278278848394?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8101871278278848394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8101871278278848394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8101871278278848394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8101871278278848394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/02/marcie-odbija-ostatnio-nie-napisze-od.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-3651102422261237712</id><published>2008-02-27T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:51:25.817+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2 tego samego dnia... dot. WYMIANY!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wymiana, hym, hym, hym....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WaemqAwzI/AAAAAAAACAE/1n1HrYy43Ng/s1600-h/IMG_1165a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WaemqAwzI/AAAAAAAACAE/1n1HrYy43Ng/s320/IMG_1165a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171709597668393778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Warsztaty z Mari Krysinski - scena w HUZE&lt;br /&gt;Workshop with Mari - stage at HUZE&lt;br /&gt;Piotrek (PL), Monika (PL), Julia (SE), Tomas (HU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WaEGqAwyI/AAAAAAAAB_8/_rel2sgNSKQ/s1600-h/IMG_1158a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WaEGqAwyI/AAAAAAAAB_8/_rel2sgNSKQ/s320/IMG_1158a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171709142401860386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bjørn Gunnar - kitchen coordinator :) kuchenny koordynator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WZmmqAwxI/AAAAAAAAB_0/PHx2nSu67Yg/s1600-h/IMG_1123a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WZmmqAwxI/AAAAAAAAB_0/PHx2nSu67Yg/s320/IMG_1123a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171708635595719442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pokoj norweskiej grupy - Norwegian group room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ola, Andrea, Kenti, Ekka, Silje, Madeleine (NO), Caroline (SE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WXFGqAwuI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Dd2isbrqCWQ/s1600-h/IMG_1012a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WXFGqAwuI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Dd2isbrqCWQ/s320/IMG_1012a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171705861046846178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sterta grupa polska - pancake by Polish group&lt;br /&gt;Monika, Agata, Pawel, Ada, Piotrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WVEWqAwtI/AAAAAAAAB_U/GdSjqmHKe_E/s1600-h/DSC_7359zamyslenie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WVEWqAwtI/AAAAAAAAB_U/GdSjqmHKe_E/s320/DSC_7359zamyslenie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171703649138688722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Zamyslone... Thoughtfull...&lt;br /&gt;Ala (PL) &amp;amp; Emese (HU) - Nora, Peter, Zolt (HU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WUR2qAwsI/AAAAAAAAB_M/KSWh4rH7xiM/s1600-h/DSC_7391a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WUR2qAwsI/AAAAAAAAB_M/KSWh4rH7xiM/s320/DSC_7391a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171702781555294914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Norwegian Favorites - Norwescy Ulubiency&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy, Ekka, Jon O., Ola (NO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WTTGqAwqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/68efm1Trh0U/s1600-h/DSC_7278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WTTGqAwqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/68efm1Trh0U/s320/DSC_7278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171701703518503586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WSoWqAwpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/oOQx2tsvhLM/s1600-h/DSC_7332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WSoWqAwpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/oOQx2tsvhLM/s320/DSC_7332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171700969079095954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kentis birthday - ur. Kentiego&lt;br /&gt;Linn Silje, Marta (NO/PL), Kenti (NO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WR92qAwoI/AAAAAAAAB-s/tdmapeWbMy4/s1600-h/DSC_7406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WR92qAwoI/AAAAAAAAB-s/tdmapeWbMy4/s320/DSC_7406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171700238934655618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wszyscy :) All the group&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/1300691067656007077-3651102422261237712?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/3651102422261237712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=3651102422261237712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3651102422261237712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3651102422261237712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/02/post-2-tego-samego-dnia-dot-wymiany.html' title='Post 2 tego samego dnia... dot. WYMIANY!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R8WaemqAwzI/AAAAAAAACAE/1n1HrYy43Ng/s72-c/IMG_1165a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1522226336036126299</id><published>2008-02-27T17:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:31:03.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HA!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! Właśnie prawie skończyłam pisać tego pierdzielonego posta i go przez przypadek skasowałam i muszę pisać od nowa w związku z czym będzie dużo krótszy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Teraz już jest wszystko w porządku! Zakończyłam wszystkie projekty, spotkania zaliczyłam i egzaminy pozdawałam (egzamin ustny z norweskiego poziom 3 - zdany!! teraz czekam na wyniki z pisemnego...)! I oczywiście dostałam pozwolenie na prace w Norwegii do końca maja! Będę miała całkiem dobra pensje, pogoda się poprawia i Reni wyjeżdża niedługo! O czym tu jeszcze marzyc?! :) Przede mną na razie tylko spokojna praca... Oczywiście jeśli jakieś niesamowicie wspaniale pomysły nie wpadną mi do głowy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A!!!! I was almost ready with this stupid post and I erased it! Now I have to write it from the beginning that`s why it will be much shorter!!&lt;br /&gt;I`m OK now! I`m ready with all projects, meetings, exams (oral exam- 3th passed, now I`m just waiting for results from written part...) and I`ve got permission to work in Norway to the end of Mai! I will have quite good salary, weather is getting better and Reni is living! Perfect world! It`s just normal working time waiting for me... of course if I won`t have some special, super ideas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1522226336036126299?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1522226336036126299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1522226336036126299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1522226336036126299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1522226336036126299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/02/ha.html' title='HA!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8725393781378359782</id><published>2008-02-02T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:53:41.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mam nerwicę i plecy mnie tak bolą, że spać nie mogę i szlag mnie trafia jeszcze bardziej!!! To przez ten kretyński pomysł, żeby zostać w Norwegii na jakiś czas jeszcze... Żeby tu zostać muszę mieć prace na cały etat i dostać pozwolenie... Tylko dla mnie tu pracy nie ma zresztą tak jak wszędzie... Wziąć się tylko i powiesić a przede mną jeszcze piekielne dwa tygodnie projektów, egzaminów, próbnych dni i imprez kulturalnych...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I have neurosis and my back hurts me so much that I can't sleep and it's making me crazy and nervous more and more!!! It's because of this stupid idea to stay a bit longer i Norway... If I want to get permission to stay here and work I need to have 100% paid job... But there is no job for me there is no job for me on whole the world... I just hang myself now and I have two more weeks with projects, training days, exams and cultural events...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-8725393781378359782?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8725393781378359782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8725393781378359782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8725393781378359782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8725393781378359782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/02/mam-nerwic-i-plecy-mnie-tak-bol-e-spa.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7572269948896473206</id><published>2008-01-23T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:23:00.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R5aHGGi2ITI/AAAAAAAAB-M/2wo8FtzBf4Y/s1600-h/Heat+Ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R5aHGGi2ITI/AAAAAAAAB-M/2wo8FtzBf4Y/s320/Heat+Ledger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458962105213234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Heat Ledger!!!&lt;br /&gt;buuuuu :(&lt;br /&gt;I co teraz paniu Aniu?&lt;br /&gt;jak tu zaspiewać&lt;br /&gt;"you just too good to be truth..."&lt;br /&gt;...dno i bąble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...konwalijka dla pana na pożegnanie... :/&lt;br /&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-7572269948896473206?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7572269948896473206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7572269948896473206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7572269948896473206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7572269948896473206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-heat-ledger-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R5aHGGi2ITI/AAAAAAAAB-M/2wo8FtzBf4Y/s72-c/Heat+Ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5007177553651450742</id><published>2008-01-20T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:30:46.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dziwne... Gdy kończyłam studia przez cały rok miałam strasznego doła absolwenckiego, bo bałam się przyszłości, nie wiedziałam co ze sobą zrobić... Teraz zbliżam się do końca mojego projektu w Norwegii i wcale się nie czuje przygnębiona czy zagubiona... Usilnie poszukuję pracy żeby przedłużyć swój pobyt tutaj, może to desperacja, ale chyba wolę być zdesperowana niż załamana i przygnębiona!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Czekam na ważne wiadomości, za około tydzień będę wiedziała czy życie mi się obróci o 180 stopni, czy po prostu powoli zmieni kurs... Chyba już się przyzwyczaiłam do myśli o obrocie o te 180 stopi i już mnie to tak nie przeraża, raczej cieszy i pomaga rozwiązać problemy damsko-męskie... Ciekawa jestem bardzo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Strange... When I was almost ready with my studies I had whole long year huge graduating depression, I was so afraid of future, didn't know what to do with my life... Now 'm almost ready with my project in Norway and I don't feel depressed or lost... I'm looking for a new job urgently, to stay here longer... Maybe it's desperation but I'd rather be desperate than woeful and dispirited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm waiting now for important news, in about a week I should get them... Maybe they will turn my life for about 180 degree or just modify my life's path... I think I used to that turning my life for this 180 degree possibility and I'm not afraid of it anymore... I'm happy because of it, it will help me to solve some male-female problems :)... I'm very carious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-5007177553651450742?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5007177553651450742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5007177553651450742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5007177553651450742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5007177553651450742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/dziwne.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4652466718237949449</id><published>2008-01-13T16:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T16:21:38.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4osBWi2ISI/AAAAAAAAB84/AvYskMSc8qo/s1600-h/Emi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4osBWi2ISI/AAAAAAAAB84/AvYskMSc8qo/s320/Emi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154981125222179106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Emilia nasza odeszła dzisiaj :"(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;My Emilia has passed away today :"(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-4652466718237949449?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4652466718237949449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4652466718237949449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4652466718237949449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4652466718237949449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/emilia-nasza-odesza-dzisiaj-my-emilia.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4osBWi2ISI/AAAAAAAAB84/AvYskMSc8qo/s72-c/Emi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8011349021429023345</id><published>2008-01-10T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:13:46.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Skończyłam tłumaczyć/pisać projekt wymiany młodzieżowej w Po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;lsce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4Vifmi2HsI/AAAAAAAAB1A/DGWLvNOjGBQ/s1600-h/logo+Youth+Programme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4Vifmi2HsI/AAAAAAAAB1A/DGWLvNOjGBQ/s320/logo+Youth+Programme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153633643657567938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; lipiec! No jeszcze tylko mi harmonogram został do stworzenia :D  Ma to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; być druga część wymiany, która odbędzie się w lutym w Steinkjer w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Norwegii!! Oby Młodzież przyznała nam pieniążki!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I've finished to translate/write youth exchange in Poland project for July!! Ok, I have to write time plan, but it's almost finished! :D It would be the second part of exchange, which will happened in February in Steinkjer (NO)!! Hope Youth in Action will give us money for this project!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8011349021429023345?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8011349021429023345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8011349021429023345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8011349021429023345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8011349021429023345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/skoczyam-tumaczypisa-projekt-wymiany.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4Vifmi2HsI/AAAAAAAAB1A/DGWLvNOjGBQ/s72-c/logo+Youth+Programme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6493879390100679094</id><published>2008-01-08T12:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:30:09.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;A tak to było w wszłym roku, jak w Barlinku z Tatusiem moim zapoczątkowaliśmy klub Morsa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It was like that last year, when we started with my father Walrus Club (polish winter swimming club :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4NdrGi2HcI/AAAAAAAABvo/NiWmTedBJ00/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4NdrGi2HcI/AAAAAAAABvo/NiWmTedBJ00/s320/PICT0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153065393714503106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2007.01.01&lt;br /&gt;jez.&lt;br /&gt;Barlineckie&lt;br /&gt;Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W tym roku natomiast chorem była i nic nam nie wys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;zło z zimowych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; kompieli Nowrorocznych :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;But this year I was sick so we couldn have a New Years bath :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6493879390100679094?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6493879390100679094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6493879390100679094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6493879390100679094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6493879390100679094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/tak-to-byo-w-wszym-roku-jak-w-barlinku.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R4NdrGi2HcI/AAAAAAAABvo/NiWmTedBJ00/s72-c/PICT0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4940508121339091545</id><published>2008-01-07T19:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:40:19.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Jestem chora i bardzo mi się to nie podoba!! Mój szef zawału dostanie chyba jeśli najbliższe dni przyjdzie mi spędzić w łóżku... Tyle rzeczy mamy do zrobienia... Wizyty w szkołach, zajęcia teatralne z małolatami, choreografia do musicali, zaproszenie na wymianę... A nie wspomnę o moim własnym, prywatnym spotkaniu w sprawie pracy w czwartek!! Mam nadzieję, że do tego czasu stanę na nogi... Pewnie i tak nie zauważy, że mnie nie ma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sick and I don't like it!! My boss will get a heart attack if I'll spend next days in bed... So many things we have to prepare... Visits at schools, theater workshops with youngsters, musical choreography, invitation for youth exchange... I don't even want to think about my own, privet meeting on Thursday where I suppose to get new job!! Hope to feel better til that day... Anyway, probably nobody will notice my absence...&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/1300691067656007077-4940508121339091545?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4940508121339091545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4940508121339091545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4940508121339091545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4940508121339091545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/jestem-chora-i-bardzo-mi-si-to-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-222859245624983598</id><published>2008-01-04T09:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:35:54.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I to by było na tyle z moimi romansami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R35D_Wi2GfI/AAAAAAAABWQ/h5CLmbBErjs/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R35D_Wi2GfI/AAAAAAAABWQ/h5CLmbBErjs/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151629779420977650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And that would be the end of my affairs...&lt;/span&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-222859245624983598?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/222859245624983598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=222859245624983598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/222859245624983598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/222859245624983598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-to-by-byo-na-tyle-z-moimi-romansami.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R35D_Wi2GfI/AAAAAAAABWQ/h5CLmbBErjs/s72-c/IMG_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8149590626827050988</id><published>2008-01-03T21:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:00:52.928+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cudowne Święta w domu choć myślę, że dwa tygodnie to za dużo na łonie rodziny, bo człowiek znowu przywyka i potem jeszcze bardziej serce krwawi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No a fantastyczny Sylwester? Wytańczyłam się za wsze czasy... Ale co teraz? Jaki Nowy rok, taki cały rok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R31Mxmi2GeI/AAAAAAAABWI/FN48vHIrvyE/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R31Mxmi2GeI/AAAAAAAABWI/FN48vHIrvyE/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151357963825715682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wiatrak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wa Wigilia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wiatrak Christmas Eve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wonderful Christmas at home but too long... to weeks with family and you use to them again and than you miss them twice stronger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And that fantastic New Years party....I've danced as an crazy :D But what now? We say in Poland: Whole Year as New Year... Would it be like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8149590626827050988?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8149590626827050988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8149590626827050988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8149590626827050988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8149590626827050988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2008/01/cudowne-wita-w-domu-cho-myl-e-dwa.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R31Mxmi2GeI/AAAAAAAABWI/FN48vHIrvyE/s72-c/IMG_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-3035057682004469694</id><published>2007-12-26T00:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:53:16.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jestem w Barlinku a pogoda taka sama jak w Steinkjer (NO)... Żeby chociaż śnieg popruszył i żeby się zimniej zrobiło i jezioro zamarzło...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wszystko się zmienia... Już sama nie wiem gdzie jest moje miejsce, ale chyba już nie tutaj... Gdzie więc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm in Barlinek but weather is the same as in Steinkjer (NO)... If it would just snow a bit and lake would freeze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everything is changing... I don't know any more where do I belong, but it's not here i think... Where than?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-3035057682004469694?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/3035057682004469694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=3035057682004469694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3035057682004469694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3035057682004469694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/12/jestem-w-barlinku-pogoda-taka-sama-jak.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8347699473563748514</id><published>2007-12-16T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:35:46.247+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bezsenność... To dopiero początek... Godzina za godziną mija i dopiero gdy się rozjaśnia zamykam oczy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Insomnia... It's just a beginning... Hour after hour passing by and when it's getting brighter I close my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8347699473563748514?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8347699473563748514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8347699473563748514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8347699473563748514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8347699473563748514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/12/bezsenno.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6574660256525661362</id><published>2007-12-15T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:27:05.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Zdałam próbny egzamin z norweskiego!!!!!! Teraz zaczynam poszukiwania pracy, żeby przedłużyć tutaj swój pobyt.... Nigdy nie mów nigdy, że tak napiszę....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed Norwegian test exam!!!!!!!!!!! Now I start to look for a job to stay longer in Norway..... Never say never, as we say...&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/1300691067656007077-6574660256525661362?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6574660256525661362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6574660256525661362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6574660256525661362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6574660256525661362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/12/zdaam-prbny-egzamin-z-norweskiego-teraz.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-232769158621062275</id><published>2007-12-12T21:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:21:33.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R2BC-tc4OzI/AAAAAAAABSM/-rfSE3o6Lss/s1600-h/plakat+utveksling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R2BC-tc4OzI/AAAAAAAABSM/-rfSE3o6Lss/s320/plakat+utveksling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143184419577150258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Plakat Młodzieżowej Wymiany Teatralnej!! Sama zrobiłam! Po norwesku jest :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Poster of Youth Theater Exchange!! I made it!! In Norwegian :D&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/1300691067656007077-232769158621062275?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/232769158621062275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=232769158621062275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/232769158621062275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/232769158621062275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/12/plakat-modzieowej-wymiany-teatralnej.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/R2BC-tc4OzI/AAAAAAAABSM/-rfSE3o6Lss/s72-c/plakat+utveksling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1142040882101412061</id><published>2007-12-09T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:07:43.808+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaś Małysz!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ha!! Byłam wczoraj w Trondheim na skokach! Atmosfera nieporównywalna z tym co się ogląda w TV, w przyszłym roku też bym się chciała wybrać. Widziałam Adasia jak skakał!! Jest cudowny! Dziękował wszystkim za obecność i mówił, że czuje się jak w Zakopanem! Rzeczywiście, Polaków było chyba więcej niż Norwegów. Stałam w tłumie Polaków i wrzeszczałam na całe gardło, gdy tylko skakał znany mi skoczek :) Ale oczywiście darliśmy się najbardziej jak nasi skakali! Aż ludzie uszy zatykali! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I've been yesterday in Trondheim to see ski jumping world cup! You can't compare the atmosphere there and in TV. I've seen Adam Małysz! He's wonderful! He thanked us all for being there and said he feels like in Zakopane! Actually, there could be more Poles than Norwegians :). And I was standing in huge polish gathering and screaming as strong as I just could when some known ski jumper was flying :) But of course loudest screams were when our jumpers where in the air! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1142040882101412061?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1142040882101412061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1142040882101412061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1142040882101412061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1142040882101412061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/12/ada-maysz.html' title='Adaś Małysz!!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2840194458524857718</id><published>2007-11-23T10:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:44:49.962+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Pruszy śnieżek, purszy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Na zajączka uszy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Może mu marchewki dać&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I tak by nie skorzystał&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Wiem, że to wierszyk letni i z lekka podchmielony, ale u mnie śnieżek właśnie pruszy za oknem i podsuwa mi mironowskie wspomnienia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pozdrowienia dla byłych Gawronek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Can't translate this wonderful part of poetry!! It's so stupid and have sense just for some of my friends so don't bother :) It's just about snow and rabbit and carrot :) Told ya! Without sense :) But it's snowing now in Steinkjer and reminds me great things and old friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Your Snow Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-2840194458524857718?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2840194458524857718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2840194458524857718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2840194458524857718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2840194458524857718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/11/pruszy-nieek-purszy-na-zajczka-uszy-moe.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6447177985453997578</id><published>2007-11-20T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:44:32.281+01:00</updated><title type='text'>z góry lepiej widać - view is better from the top</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Udało mi się wspiąć na szczyt :) szczyt dobrego samopoczucia ponieważ zaczęłam żyć własnym życiem i wzięłam się za rozwiązywanie problemów moich a nie pożyczonych...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Od jakiegoś miesiąca pracuję 4 h w tygodniu w ungdomskole (po naszemu w gimnazjum). Pomagam małolatom przygotować choreografię do musiacali, które jako roczny projekt przygotowują na zakończenie ostatniej klasy. W zeszłym roku już im pomagałam ale jedynie jako pomoc techniczna w fazie końcowej. Pomysł mi się szalenie spodobał i kto wie, czy go w Polsze, po powrocie, nie będę próbowała wykorzystać :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dystans jakiego nabrałam po zrezygnowaniu z umęczenia się na rzecz ogółu wolontarackiego pozwolił mojemu małemu móżdżkowi powrócić na wyższe obroty i znowu mam tysiąc myśli, pomysłów i szaleństw na minutę! Wymyśliłam dwie imprezy na grudzień i projekt na styczeń, już zabrałam się do realizacji :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Zapomniałam dodać, że nasz - mój i koleżanki Renaty, mojej współwolontariuszki - projekt młodzieżowej wymiany teatralnej, został zaakceptowany przez norweski program Młodzież w Akcji!!!!! Na początku grudnia mamy wizytę przygotowawczą a w lutym przyjeżdża do nas ponad 30 osób z Szwecji, Węgier i oczywiście Wiatraki z Barlinka :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Norwegia odzyskała swą urodę :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm on the top, top of my good mood because i started to live my own live and started to solve my own problems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Since a month I'm working every week 4 hours at Ungdomskole (13-15 years old). I'm helping youth to prepare choreography to musicals, which they prepare as year projects in last class. Last year I also helped them with musicals but more as a technician in the end of their work. But I really enjoy that idea so maybe someday I'll use in Poland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Distance I got to some things after I quit to suffer for whole volunteers has let my small brain to come back to the racing (can I write it like that??). So now again I have 1000 thoughts and ideas in one minute! I have invented two events for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;youth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;for December and new project for January and I even started to realize it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I forget to write that our - my and second volunteer Renata - project of Youth Theater Exchange was accepted by Norwegian  Youth in Action Programme!! In the beginning of December we will have preparation meeting and in February will come over 30 people from Sweden, Hungary and of course My Theater Wiatrak from Barlinek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Norway is beautiful again!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6447177985453997578?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6447177985453997578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6447177985453997578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6447177985453997578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6447177985453997578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/11/z-gry-lepiej-wida-view-is-better-from.html' title='z góry lepiej widać - view is better from the top'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2268465337441786145</id><published>2007-10-22T17:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:39:15.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Wygraliśmy! Wygraliśmy! Wygraliśmy! Wygraliśmy! Wygraliśmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; Wygraliśmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; Wygraliśmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; Wygraliśmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; Wygraliśmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PO rządzi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PO rules!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;We won! We won! We won! We won! We won! We won!&lt;br /&gt;We won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; We won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; We won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; We won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; We won!&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/1300691067656007077-2268465337441786145?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2268465337441786145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2268465337441786145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2268465337441786145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2268465337441786145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/10/wygralimy-wygralimy-wygralimy-wygralimy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-924978555634482837</id><published>2007-10-10T14:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:32:05.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pierwszy śnieg... jeszcze przed moimi urodzinami! Nigdy mi się to jeszcze nie zdarzyło... chyba nici z ogniska na Poziomkowej...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Najbardziej poruszające chwile w moim norweskim życiu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;znowu przypaliłam obiad!! wow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most exciting moments in my norwegian life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I burnt again my dinner!! wow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First snow... and before my birthday! crazy!!! Never earlier happened to me... so we won't have fire party in my garden...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-924978555634482837?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/924978555634482837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=924978555634482837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/924978555634482837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/924978555634482837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/10/pierwszy-nieg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6163290227753469880</id><published>2007-10-07T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:17:47.041+02:00</updated><title type='text'>babcia kontra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nie wiem co mnie ostatnimi czasy najbardziej z równowagi wyprowadza: moja szanowna szmatława współlokatorka czy nadchodzące wybory...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Współlokatorka denerwuje mnie nieprzeciętnie martyrologią swą... Jaka ona jest strasznie biedna tutaj... Nawet mi się ostatnio rozpłakała... No cóż, ja płci brzydkiej nie jestem, chociażem nie najpiękniejsza i pozorowane łzy niewieście mnie nie wzruszają, a jedynie irytują...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A jeśli się ma problem to albo się próbuje go rozwiązać albo się milczy i nie narzeka! Nie, moja przecudna współlokatoreczka siedzi całe dnie z miną skwaszoną jak po soku cytrynowym i się nieustannie umartwia! I ze łzami w oczach mi wyznaje, że najbardziej ją boli iż tak bardzo się zmieniła! Kiedyś taka z niej imprezowiczka była... Chyba jej świeżo nabyte kilogramy zajęły miejsce poczucia humoru w ciele bo przez większość czasu przed laptopem w kuchni siedzi i na każdą próbę żartu reaguje znaczącym uniesieniem brwi i wyrazem błogosławionego niezrozumienia w oczętach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, tego to na ang. nie przetłumaczę :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A, co do wyborów... Jak moja babcia pójdzie głosować to się chyba do niej nigdy więcej nie odezwę!! Ci kretyni wmawiają ludziom, że tylko ich przeciwnicy polityczni biorą łapówki, parają się nepotyzmem i ogólnie są ludźmi złego charakteru i w ich szeregach wszelkie plugastwo tego świata zasiada... Możem i jeszcze młoda i niedoświadczona i nie wiem co to komunizm i nie rozumiem jaką krzywdę narodowi wyrządził, ale może właśnie dlatego widzę, że te pyszałki z PiS-u wciskają nam kit na modłę PRL-owską...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu właśnie ból mój największy, że nie dane mi będzie głosować w zbliżających się siedmiomilowymi krokami wyborach... I choć podoba mi się idea demokracji bezpośredniej  na nic się nie zda w tych wyborach, więc jedyne o co proszę to aby ktoś, komu się nie chce głosować, bo "wszyscy to oszuści i wyzyskiwacze", oddał swój głos w moim imieniu na PO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proszę oczywiście, jak większość moich znajomych: zabierzcie swoim babciom dowody albo nie podwoźcie ich do komisji wyborczych 21 października! Weźcie los we własne ręce! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Śmieszne ale bolesne... :(&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-6163290227753469880?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6163290227753469880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6163290227753469880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6163290227753469880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6163290227753469880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/10/babcia-kontra.html' title='babcia kontra...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8435013123750831816</id><published>2007-09-20T16:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:20:01.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Glosuje&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-8435013123750831816?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8435013123750831816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8435013123750831816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8435013123750831816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8435013123750831816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/09/glosuje-na-po.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6807328293426174054</id><published>2007-09-07T10:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:07:20.172+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jadę do domu!!!!!!!!!!!! 11-18.09 - Polsza, a potem kto wie... całe życie przede mną :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going home!!!!!!!!! 11-18.09 - Poland, and after, who knows... whole live's waiting for me :P&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-6807328293426174054?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6807328293426174054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6807328293426174054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6807328293426174054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6807328293426174054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/09/jad-do-domu-11-18.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8078302959628805676</id><published>2007-09-03T20:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:54:35.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Byłam w Trondheim, wdałam pieniążki na ciuchy i od razu humor mi się poprawił!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Znowu siedzę w Steinkjer i nudno mi jak diabli i nie ma co ze sobą zrobić, z kim na spacer pójść lub na piwo wyskoczyć...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Uschnę jako aspołeczna... Jak długo można egzystować w otoczeniu składającym się z dwóch osób??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Was in Trondheim, spent money o clothes and felt much better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Now again in Steinkjer and bored as hell!! Nothing to do, nobody to go for a walk or a bear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll dry as an asocial creature... How long can I exist in environment consist just two human being??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8078302959628805676?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8078302959628805676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8078302959628805676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8078302959628805676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8078302959628805676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/09/byam-w-trondheim-wdaam-pieniki-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1118783562832411405</id><published>2007-08-23T10:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:10:22.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.....................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Jakiś idiota powiedział mi, że na Steinkjer Festivalen była Polska grupa - "Super Family". Wywnioskował to z pojawiającego się wszędzie słowa "Warszawa" i kiepskiego angielskiego jakim sie posługiwali członkowie zespołu... No cóż, okazało się, że zespół jest norweski i tylko ich nowa płyta nosi tytuł "Warszawa" więc w ich angielski &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rs1N3GxBPYI/AAAAAAAABPY/kzdFjyJTo9Y/s1600-h/HUZE+2007+poster+-+ma%C5%82y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rs1N3GxBPYI/AAAAAAAABPY/kzdFjyJTo9Y/s320/HUZE+2007+poster+-+ma%C5%82y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101819561984998786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;kiepski być nie mógł...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Uprzedzenia, uprzedzenia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;plakat/poster of HUZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;made by Marta &amp; Reni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Some idiot told me that on Steinkjer Festivalen was Polish group called "Super Family". He thought they were from Poland because of word "Warszawa" they used all the time and because of their bad English... So... it appears they are from Norway and "Warszawa" is a title of their new CD, in this case it's hard to believe their English was so bad...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="dict44_hidden" style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;prejudices, prejudices....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="dict44_hidden" style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1118783562832411405?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1118783562832411405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1118783562832411405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1118783562832411405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1118783562832411405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='.....................................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rs1N3GxBPYI/AAAAAAAABPY/kzdFjyJTo9Y/s72-c/HUZE+2007+poster+-+ma%C5%82y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4396073344612195612</id><published>2007-08-21T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:34:26.290+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Steinkjer Festivalen!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I po festiwalu!! :D straciłyśmy prawie całkowicie pierwszy dzień festiwalu bo po pracy ogarnął nas leń i dopiero 19:00 ruszyłyśmy na podbój... po drodze sie rozpadało, potem okazało sie, że koncert, który chciałam zobaczyć już się skończył iny odwołano a następny dopiero z półtora godziny... pogadałyśmy z Reni z Tajgirlem i Sus i wróciłyśmy do suchego mieszkanka... potem tylko wieczorem zachaczyłyśmy o kawałek koncertu na centralnej ulicy miejsce mającego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sobota okazała się dużo pomyślniejsza... pracowałyśmy jako wolontariuszki przy bramie wejściowe od 15:00-00:30 więc obejrzałyśmy tego dnia wszystkie koncerty no i co najważniejsze, spadło tylko kilka kropel z nieba :D nie wspomnę tylko o drodze powrotnej ciemnym, opustoszałym parkiem nad grzmiącą rzeką... przerażające...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;W niedzielę jak zwykle basen i o dziwo Polacy!! miło było porozmawiać w języku ojczystym :D a wieczorem pizza z Sus i Per'e Thomasem, milusi na werandzie z cudownym zachodem słońca!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A teraz nowy tydzień... mam nadzieję, że rozciągnie się na pozostałe pół roku :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And festival is over :D we lost almost whole first day of festival because after work we were to tired to do anything... so we get to the stadium round 19:00...  it started to rain and didn't wont to stop, concert I wonted to see was over, another one was canceled and next suppose to start after one hour... so we (Reni and me :P) talked with Thai-girl and Sus and got back to dry flat... just later we heard a part of some concert which had place in the middle of main street :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Saturday was much batter... we worked from 15:00 to 00:30 as volunteers checking entrance  bands so we sow all concerts that day and what's most important there was no rain!! just few drops!! just trying to not remember about the way back home thought dark, empty park close to thunder river... creepy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sunday - as always swimming pool and Poles!!  it was nice to talk again in polish :D but later pizza by Sus and Per Thomas' place, great time on veranda with beautiful sunset!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And now new week... hope it will took next half a year :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-4396073344612195612?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4396073344612195612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4396073344612195612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4396073344612195612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4396073344612195612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/steinkjer-festivalen.html' title='Steinkjer Festivalen!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5040194950960583453</id><published>2007-08-15T22:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:49:57.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>After.... Po....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I już po ewaluacji... szkoda wielka!! dawno się tak dobrze nie bawiłam jak podczas tego weekendu w Oslo!&lt;br /&gt;Wizyta w Muzeum Holokaustu, mnóstwo nowych ludzi, czasem ciekawych, czasem zwykłych tematów do omówienia ale wszystko takie ożywcze! i oczywiście kąpiel w fiordzie w chuście bo stroju nie miałam ze sobą :D&lt;br /&gt;Ja chcę jeszcze!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we are after middle evaluation... pity!! i had a great time during this weekend in Oslo!!&lt;br /&gt;Visit in&lt;br /&gt;Holocaust Museum, plenty of new people, sometimes interesting - sometimes normal topics to discuss but everything so fresh!! and of course swimming in Oslo Fjord!! in my scarf because I hadn't my swimming suit with me :D&lt;br /&gt;I wont more!!!!!&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/1300691067656007077-5040194950960583453?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5040194950960583453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5040194950960583453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5040194950960583453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5040194950960583453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-po.html' title='After.... Po....'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6009469645950289299</id><published>2007-08-05T14:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T14:28:24.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wszystko przetrwać...  Survive everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Złamana w pół wierzgałam pozorując resztki życia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Teraz już jestem spokojna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jak napisała Nałkowska: "Człowiek jest mocny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Broken into pieces  my body  was twitching  simulating rest of existence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now I'm calm again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Human being is strong" said Nałkowska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6009469645950289299?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6009469645950289299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6009469645950289299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6009469645950289299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6009469645950289299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/wszystko-przetrwa-survive-everything.html' title='Wszystko przetrwać...  Survive everything...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-9016988691678832370</id><published>2007-08-04T21:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:12:09.528+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AM    I    FUCKING    INVISIBLE????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I start to hate this hostile country!!!!! I want to go back home where people are nice and recognize each other on the streets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-9016988691678832370?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/9016988691678832370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=9016988691678832370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9016988691678832370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9016988691678832370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/m-i-f-u-c-k-i-n-g-i-n-v-i-s-i-b-l-e-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8065751341272035794</id><published>2007-08-04T02:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:28:53.937+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Godzina 2 nad ranem, za moim oknem wschód ledwo zaszłego słońca i Aurora Borealis, pierwsza... moja... a ja zasłaniam okno bo tak się spać nie da... czy w tym kraju cudów i spełnionych marzeń można przetrwać wszystko??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RrPHDQclpII/AAAAAAAABLc/SFR7_gj0LoY/s1600-h/mapa+skarbu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RrPHDQclpII/AAAAAAAABLc/SFR7_gj0LoY/s320/mapa+skarbu.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094634462254572674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mapa skarb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;dla mojego serca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and the treasure  map for my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;made by ciocia/auntie Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 a.m. behind my window sunrise in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; middle of sunset and Aurora Borealis, first... mine... but I curtain my window because it's impossible to fall asleep... can I in this land of miracles and fulfilled dreams survive??&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-8065751341272035794?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8065751341272035794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8065751341272035794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8065751341272035794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8065751341272035794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/godzina-2-nad-ranem-za-moim-oknem-wschd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RrPHDQclpII/AAAAAAAABLc/SFR7_gj0LoY/s72-c/mapa+skarbu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5815805187449022189</id><published>2007-08-01T20:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:07:41.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;koniec z przygodami!!! tylko na jak długo??&lt;br /&gt;zmęczona, zgnębiona i zakochana... w basenie :D ten to zawsze umie mi humor poprawić :D&lt;br /&gt;wracam do Polski!! na zawsze?? TAKKK!! ale dopiero w lutym!! Bo Polskę uwielbiam mimo, iż mnóstwo w niej idiotów!! choć podejrzewam, że procent ten sam co w każdym innym kraju :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of adventures in my life!! for how long??&lt;br /&gt;tired, careworn anf in love... with swimmingpool :D  this place can always make me happy :D&lt;br /&gt;comming back to Poland!! forever??  TAKKK!! but in February!! Because I love Poland in spite of many idiots leaving there!! though I think, it's the same percent as in every other country :D&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/1300691067656007077-5815805187449022189?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5815805187449022189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5815805187449022189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5815805187449022189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5815805187449022189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/koniec-z-przygodami-tylko-na-jak-dugo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-16349465784064277</id><published>2007-08-01T10:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:08:19.625+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;XV Barlineckie Lato Teatralne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a mnie tam nie będzie :(:(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;http://www.barlinek.pl/aktual/15_blt.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;XV Barlinek Theater Summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I won't be there :(:(:(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &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/1300691067656007077-16349465784064277?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/16349465784064277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=16349465784064277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/16349465784064277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/16349465784064277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/08/xv-blt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-9166557955953383937</id><published>2007-07-31T17:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:20:17.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;praca wolontariusza EVS = sprzątanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVS volunteer work = cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-9166557955953383937?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/9166557955953383937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=9166557955953383937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9166557955953383937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9166557955953383937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='.................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1794470316983287112</id><published>2007-07-29T10:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:24:52.881+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!! wróciłam!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wróciłam do Steinkjer!! w końcu własne - tymczasowo - łóżko!! I święty spokój!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Odpoczywam :D czytam książki, oglądam filmy i pływam na basenie :D czego więcej chcieć od życia :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We wrześniu jadę do domu!!!! na tydzień!! mam nadzieje, że będzie ładna pogoda i jeszcze się da popływać w jeziorze i spać w domku na drzewie :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A od jutra znowu do pracy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm back in Steinkjer!! at last my own - temporary - bed!! In quiet and calm!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm resting :D reading books, watching movies, swimming in the pool :D do I need sth else to be happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In September I'm going home!! for a week!! hope weather will be good enough to swim in my lake and sleep in new tree-house :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but tomorrow... work again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1794470316983287112?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1794470316983287112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1794470316983287112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1794470316983287112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1794470316983287112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-back-wrciam.html' title='I&apos;m back!! wróciłam!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8115808237938817078</id><published>2007-07-19T21:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:04:24.347+02:00</updated><title type='text'>feel cold... zimno mi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;uciekając trafiłam na wieś do kotów, krów i koni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maluję domki, ławki i stoły...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jest mi zimno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tęsknię i boje się powrotu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;moje oczy wciąż patrzą na zakazane, moje myśli wciąż plączą się i nie poddają kontroli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;moje serce zgubiło się podczas ucieczki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;teraz już nie czuje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jest mi zimno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;escaping... I got to a country side to cats, cows and horses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;painting houses, benches and tables...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I feel cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;missing and afraid to come back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my eyes still looking at forbidden, my minds  still  confused  and don't let me control them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my heart lost during escape...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now I don't feel any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I feel cold...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-8115808237938817078?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8115808237938817078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8115808237938817078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8115808237938817078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8115808237938817078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/07/feel-cold-zimno-mi.html' title='feel cold... zimno mi...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-746930205888768437</id><published>2007-07-10T23:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:23:07.814+02:00</updated><title type='text'>summer holiday... wakacje....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Po wakacjach... teraz się muszę wykurować i odpocząć... no cóż, to był prawdziwy workcamp...&lt;br /&gt;Dziwne, że ja zawsze wzbudzam w ludziach najgorsze emocje... niskie instynkty... chyba czas zacząć kłamać i dbać tylko o siebie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Co nie zmienia faktu, że poznałam w Belgii wspaniałych ludzi (większość z nich nie będąca narodowości tejże), wypiłam morze przepysznego czereśniowego piwa i wytańczyłam się za wsze czasy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A w domu było cudownie!! i dzidziaki szalone i babski mini wieczór, i domowe jedzenie i psy i koty... no i trochę przytulania :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W razie gdyby komukolwiek przyszło na myśl, powiedzenie mi czegoś niemiłego to proszę poczekać jakiś czas, teraz muszę odpocząć!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After summer holiday... now I have to heal myself and rest a bit... so... it was a real workcamp...&lt;br /&gt;Strange that i always arouse worst humans behavior... basic instincts... maybe it's the time to start to lie and care just about myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all bad things, which happens can't change the fact that i met in Belgium wonderful people (most of them wasn't from Belgium), I drunk a see of delicious cheery beer and danced to three mornings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at home it was wonderful!! crazy babies, and mini girly evening and swimming in my lake and cats and dogs... and a lot of hugs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case: if you would like to be rude or not nice wait some time, now I need to rest!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-746930205888768437?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/746930205888768437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=746930205888768437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/746930205888768437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/746930205888768437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-holiday-wakacje.html' title='summer holiday... wakacje....'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8787284493748496346</id><published>2007-06-13T23:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:39:45.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine inside me!! słońce we mnie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jadę do domu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! na dwa dni tylko, ale zawsze to więcej niż wcale!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Umieram&lt;/span&gt; ze szczęścia!!! w końcu popływam w moim jeziorze i pójdę na piwo z dziewczynami i zobaczę się z rodzinką!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a potem już tyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ko 2 tygodnie w Belgii na workcampie jako dopełnienie szczęścia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reni mówi, że to przeciwwaga dla mojego ostatniego pecha, boję się tak myśleć ale żywię słodką nadzieję, że tak jest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ing home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! just for two days, but it's always more than nothing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This happines&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;s is killi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ng me!!!! swe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;et death :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will swimm in my lake and go for a beer with girls and see my family!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;than just two weeks in Belgium on a workcamp a&lt;/span&gt;s more happiness than ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reni said that it is the balance for my bad luck last time!  I'm afraid to  think about it this way but somewhere inside me there is small fire of hope....&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-8787284493748496346?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8787284493748496346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8787284493748496346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8787284493748496346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8787284493748496346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunshine-inside-me-soce-we-mnie.html' title='sunshine inside me!! słońce we mnie...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7876801291496084517</id><published>2007-06-11T17:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:09:24.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>who else would like to kick Marta?? kto jeszcze chciałby kopnąć Martę??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Marta jest agresywna i zła, czasem pożera ludzi z kośćmi, czasem je wypluwa... ale czego oczekiwać od głupiej Polki?? przecież tego się można było spodziewać!! ludzie z dalekiego wschodu Europy muszą być skażeni!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Marta myślała, że jak będzie się starała, to będzie inaczej ale agresja zawsze z człowieka wyjdzie, co na to poradzić...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Martę kopnięto, Marta się uśmiechnęła, Martę popchnięto, Marta udała, że nie poczuła, Martę zrzucono w przepaść i teraz Marta leci w dół zastanawiając sie jak przetrwać do lutego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Może Marcie na głowę się dach zwali i skończą się kłopoty??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                        Kopniaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        Przyszedł rzeczowo żeby coś osiągnąć&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        ale już w pierwszych drzwiach kopniak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        uśmiechnął się&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        kopniak wydał mu się dosyć dowcipny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        spróbował znowu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        kopniak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        postanowił iść piętro wyżej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        spadł znów na parter strącony kopniakiem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        przywarował grzecznie w korytarzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        kopniak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        kopniak w bramie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        na ulicy znowu kopniak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        więc zapragnął przynajmniej poetycznej śmierci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        rzucił się pod samochód &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;         i oberwał tęgiego kopniaka od szofera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    Andrzej Bursa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Marta is aggressive and bad person, sometimes she's even eating people with whole bones, sometimes  she's spiting them... but what you want from  stupid polish girl?? you could expect it!! people from far east-European countries has to be contaminated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Marta has thought, if she'll try really hard, something will change for better, but aggression is always going out of contaminated human being, we can't fight with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Somebody kicked Marta, Marta just smiled, somebody pushed Marta, Marta was pretending she didn't feel it, somebody throw Marta into precipice and now Marta is flying down and thinking how she will live til February...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Maybe some ruff will fall down on Marta's head and it will be the end of problems??&lt;/span&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-7876801291496084517?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7876801291496084517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7876801291496084517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7876801291496084517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7876801291496084517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-else-would-like-to-kick-marta-kto.html' title='who else would like to kick Marta?? kto jeszcze chciałby kopnąć Martę??'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5208092146635769550</id><published>2007-06-03T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:22:32.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong live... nie to życie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeśli coś może pójść nie tak, na pewno pójdzie nie tak... Nie wierzyłam, ale to możliwe, cały ostatni tydzień jest jedną wielka pomyłką, dobrze, że się nie połamałam (odpukać) bo tylko tego mi brakuje do barwnej kolekcji niepowodzeń!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If something can go wrong, it will go wrong... I never believed, but now I know it's truth! Whole last week is like one big mistake... good I didn't broke leg or hand (touch wood!), because just that I need to feel up my colorful collection of failures!!&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-5208092146635769550?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5208092146635769550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5208092146635769550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5208092146635769550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5208092146635769550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/06/wrong-live-nie-to-ycie.html' title='wrong live... nie to życie...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6753823035881066868</id><published>2007-06-01T21:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:41:30.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'>anti... anty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teraz wiem, że jestem prawdziwą antyfeministką!! jeszcze raz usłyszę, że równość płci jest wytłumaczeniem niegrzecznego zachowania wobec kobiet i obarczania ich męskimi pracami, to mnie szlag trafi!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I know!! I'm antifeminist!!! If I ever again hear about gender equality as an explanation of rude behavior to females and giving them males work I will start to scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-6753823035881066868?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6753823035881066868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6753823035881066868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6753823035881066868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6753823035881066868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/06/anti-anty.html' title='anti... anty...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7877845215157757019</id><published>2007-05-27T18:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:15:17.637+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Historia pewnej Róży... Some Rosestory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rlm7-5ovShI/AAAAAAAAA-k/JVdjJcbLsaQ/s1600-h/P5270191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rlm7-5ovShI/AAAAAAAAA-k/JVdjJcbLsaQ/s320/P5270191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069289544880179730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Róża przywitała mnie ukwiecona. Przez długi czas od mojego przyjazdu pyszniła sie tysiącem szkarłatnych płatków. Lecz z pierwszymi momentami samotności Róża zaczęła blaknąć... A gdy opuściłam ją na kilka dni uschła z tęsknoty... Przycinałam ją i pielęgnowałam wraz z nowymi znajomościami i Róża ponownie zakwitła... Tylko ja ciągle uschnięta stoję w koncie pokoju i czekam na deszcz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosa was waiting for me in full flower dress. For a long time since I came was pride on thousands scarlet petals. But with first moments of loneliness Rose began to fade... And when I left her for few days alone she pine for me... I cut her and took care about her and new acquaintances and Rose  blossomed again... It's just me still standing in the corner and waiting for rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-7877845215157757019?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7877845215157757019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7877845215157757019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7877845215157757019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7877845215157757019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/historia-pewnej-ry-some-rosestory.html' title='Historia pewnej Róży... Some Rosestory...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/Rlm7-5ovShI/AAAAAAAAA-k/JVdjJcbLsaQ/s72-c/P5270191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5685697061368358393</id><published>2007-05-26T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:55:35.325+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Dzięki Cezary :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Platoniczne wzajemnie :*&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-5685697061368358393?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5685697061368358393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5685697061368358393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5685697061368358393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5685697061368358393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/dziki-cezary-platoniczne-wzajemnie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7304997073641423186</id><published>2007-05-25T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T17:10:24.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>all the small things................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dlaczego nie potrafisz zrobić kroku w przód, dlaczego oboje nie potrafimy tego zrobić... każde z nas i razem boimy się stracić to co jest i boimy się tego co możemy zyskać?? czy może to tylko ja tak bym chciała i tak się boję :P Irytujesz mnie strasznie, przez ciebie czuję się pozbawiona kontroli nad moim życiem! I tak jej nigdy wiele nie miałam a teraz odbierasz mi nawet tę odrobinę... Dlaczego przez ciebie zachowuje się jak zakochana nastolatka?! Dlaczego nie mogę przestać myśleć?! O twoim uśmiechu?! Zdecyduj się!! Przestań się mną bawić!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Przerażają mnie banały spływające z ust mich gdy o tobie myślę...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm terrified of truisms running out of my mouth when I'm thinking about you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't go further?! Why we both can't do it?! We are afraid together and separate... we are afraid to lose what we have and what we can get?? or maybe it's just me?? :P You irritating me! because of you I feel so powerless! I can't control my live anymore!! I never could control it totally but now I'm  absolutely powerless... why you stilling me my control?! Why because of you I behave like a teenager in love?! Why can't stop to think about you?! About your smile?! Make a decision!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Stop playing with me!!&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/1300691067656007077-7304997073641423186?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7304997073641423186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7304997073641423186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7304997073641423186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7304997073641423186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-small-things.html' title='all the small things................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6539345485632828291</id><published>2007-05-24T23:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:12:22.835+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cruel to be kind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Marta ma dość bycia singlem i Marta szaleć zaczyna... a objawem tego jest właśnie mówienie o sobie w trzeciej osobie... Marta stwierdziła, że zostanie zakonnicą, bo nic innego jej nie pozostaje po zaprzyjaźnieniu się z ostatnim obiektem uwielbienia... no tak, nie wszyscy wiecie, że każdy facet, który się Marcie podobał uznawał ja za swoją świetną kumpelę, może nawet przyjaciółkę... sami musicie przyznać, że lepszego rozwiązanie dla Marty nie ma... a w klasztorze, Marta, poczyta sobie starodruki, o ile klasztor stary będzie na ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;le, by takowe posiadać... i Marta, na świerzym powietrzu będzie więcej czasu spędzała... same pozytywy jak widzicie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bo Marta chce już poznać jakiegoś faceta, do którego by się mogła w nocy przytulić!!!!!!!!!!! i Marta ma dość!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUIZ dla przyjaciół Marty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Dlaczego Marta nie ma faceta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Odp. ponieważ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  A) jej feromony mają słabą lotność i nikt ich nie wyczuwa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  B) wszyscy oni są ślepi i się nie znają...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  C) jej wrodzony  urok wszystkich odstrasza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Piszcie Kochani jak najwięcej, może uda wam się odnaleźć właściwą odpowiedź i tym samym powstrzymać Martę od wstąpienia do klasztoru!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlYM9povSfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/BoMyyoGRflo/s1600-h/z%C5%82amane+serce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlYM9povSfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/BoMyyoGRflo/s320/z%C5%82amane+serce.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068252683940350450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUIZ for Marta s friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Why Marta is still single? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Choose one answer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; A) her pheromones can't fly to far so nobody feels them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; B) all of them (males) are blind and know nothing (about females)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; C) her inborn charm frighten away everybody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; So! My Dearest!! write back! maybe right answer will save Marta and don't let her become the nun!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Marta is fed up with being single and Marta is getting mad... and I'm afraid writing in 3rd person about herself is one of the symptoms... Marta has decided to become a nun because there is no other way for her after she become friends with her last adoration object... yes, because you have to know that every man which Marta likes too much (falls almost in love with) ascertain that she is one of his best mates or even friends... so even you have to admit that there is no better solution for Marta... and in Monastery, Marta will reed some "old prints" if the Monastery will be old enough to have them... and Marta, on fresh air will spend there a lot of time... you see? just positives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Because Marta would like to meet some man to cuddle up in the middle of night!!! And Marta is fed up with....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6539345485632828291?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6539345485632828291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6539345485632828291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6539345485632828291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6539345485632828291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/cruel-to-be-kind.html' title='cruel to be kind...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlYM9povSfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/BoMyyoGRflo/s72-c/z%C5%82amane+serce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-630812064605723241</id><published>2007-05-23T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:35:31.222+02:00</updated><title type='text'>słodkich snów... sweet dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Miałam piękny sen tej nocy... i teraz wiem, że moje ostatnie marzenia pozostaną tylko marzeniami...&lt;br /&gt;Tej nocy zamierzam śnić bardzo długo... bo cóż poza marzeniami mi pozostaje??&lt;br /&gt;Poza tym od kilku nocy spać nie mogę bo jakoś tak jasno tu ciągle i nieustająco mam wrażenie, że zaspałam... i materac mi się ciągle rusza i boję się, że spadnę... i roboty mnóstwo... i zasnąć nie mogę...&lt;br /&gt;No ale dzisiaj zamierzam to zmienić... czuję się jak niewyżęta ściera zostawiona za szafą... mam nadzieję, że w końcu zasnę...&lt;br /&gt;Ale o ileż przyjemniej byłoby gdybym miała do kogo się przytulić...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlSklJovSeI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4eFDem3SfE8/s1600-h/plakat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlSklJovSeI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4eFDem3SfE8/s320/plakat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067856438847556066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PS mój nowy projekt: stworzyć grupę teatralną w Steinkjer (i potem jak się uda wymianę młodzieżowo- teatralną: -Polska -Norwegia -Węgry -Anglia). A realizację pomysłu zaczęłam od rozwieszenia plakatów...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PS my new project: to have a create a new theater group in Steinkjer (and later Youth Theater Exchange between Poland/Norway/Hungary and England). So I started with posters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I had a beautiful dream last night... and now I know, my dreams will be just dreams...&lt;br /&gt;But tonight  I'm going to dream every minute... what else I have beside dreams??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since few nights I can't sleep because it's so bright and because of that I still feel I have overslept... and my mattress  is moving all the time and I'm afraid I'll fall down... and there is a lot to do at work... and I can't fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;Thats why tonight I'm going to change it... I feel like after car crush... so I hope I'll fall asleep immediately...&lt;br /&gt;But much nicer it would be if I'll have somebody to cuddle up...&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/1300691067656007077-630812064605723241?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/630812064605723241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=630812064605723241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/630812064605723241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/630812064605723241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/sny-dreams.html' title='słodkich snów... sweet dreams...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlSklJovSeI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4eFDem3SfE8/s72-c/plakat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-3805219163239154626</id><published>2007-05-21T17:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:43:38.167+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wytrąciłes mnie z równowagi... I'm loosing control...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tracę kontrolę, te drobnostki wytrącają mnie z równowagi. Każdy dźwięk dzwonka i się domyślam... każdy dotyk słońca i tracę oddech... Czasem mi sie wydaje, że już po wszystkim, że już odzyskałam kontrolę nad własnymi myślami...  a ty słońce jedną małą piłeczką wprawiasz je w niepomierne zdumienie i  zachwyt i drżenie i oczekiwanie... i cięgle mam wrażenie, że się mną bawisz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlHCzZovSdI/AAAAAAAAA94/iIO1YDdp3og/s1600-h/P5190075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlHCzZovSdI/AAAAAAAAA94/iIO1YDdp3og/s320/P5190075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067045244079393234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt; jak długo to będzie trwać?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prawie białe noce... godzina 21:21 w Steinkjer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;almost bright nights... 9:21 p.m. in Steinkjer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm loosing control because of all this small mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;less things... Every phone ring and i'm thinking... every sun touch and I'm loosing breath... Sometimes I feel "it's finished", can again control my mind... and you, my sun... using  one small ball  you astonish and delight my mind and you make my thoughts trembling and waiting... and I still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;this impression that you're just playing with me... how long it will stay like that?&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-3805219163239154626?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/3805219163239154626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=3805219163239154626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3805219163239154626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3805219163239154626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/wytrcies-mnie-z-rwnowagi-im-loosing.html' title='Wytrąciłes mnie z równowagi... I&apos;m loosing control...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YpZhRX4HGCk/RlHCzZovSdI/AAAAAAAAA94/iIO1YDdp3og/s72-c/P5190075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6259910413843808479</id><published>2007-05-18T09:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:47:51.682+02:00</updated><title type='text'>postcards from the trip... pocztówki z podróży...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Obudziłam się w pośpiechu, wiem, że to dziwnie brzmi, ale moje pobudki zazwyczaj są pośpieszne bo świadomość spóźnienia wprawia moje ciało w gorączkowe drżenie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;w pociągu odetchnęłam powoli i wyjrzałam za okno, gdzie nieziemski, szary błękit opętał niebo, w którym odbijał się zapóźniony, nierozkwitły las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;a potem były już tylko woda w moich butach i liście w moim sercu, a wokoło rzeźby, ludzie w nieprzerwanym pędzie, szum samochodów, tanie buty z welurowymi kokardami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i w końcu w Oslo słońce zaświeciło, kasztan z bzem walczył o zapachu siłę... i ja się tam zgubiłam między bzem i kasztanem i zapomniałam o latach świetlnych, morzach i górach... zostało tylko ciepło na moim policzku i zielona twierdza Akershus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;a teraz siedzę w domu zawieszona w chwili oczekiwania... oczekiwania... ciągle czekam, marzę, pragnę i nici... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in hurry... I know, how it is possible to wake up in  hurry... but I'm always waking up in hurry with thought that I'm late... and this thought actuate whole my body...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train I took slowly a breath and  looked out of the window, where amazing grey/blue charmed the sky, in which was reflecting belated, unblossomed tries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, there was just water in my shoes and leaves in my heart, and around sculptures , people in hurry, humming cars, cheep shoes with velour cockades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the end sun rise up above Oslo... chestnut and lilac where fighting for smell power... and I lost myself between chestnuts and lilacs and forgot about light years, lakes, and mountains... I felt just sun touch on my chic and green grass round Akershus Fortress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm back at home hanged in a moment of waiting... still waiting, dreaming... and nothing happened! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6259910413843808479?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6259910413843808479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6259910413843808479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6259910413843808479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6259910413843808479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/postcards-from-trip-pocztwki-z-podry.html' title='postcards from the trip... pocztówki z podróży...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-952457173189479917</id><published>2007-05-13T02:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:31:37.171+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't feel because.... I said so!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nie chcę czuć i nie zamierzam, walczę, choć wszystko mi sie sprzeciwia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Męczennica pierwszej wody... kolejny raz to samo, uwielbienie, złość, samotność, już jestem zmęczona, już chcę zasnąć.... na wiele lat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jak to powiedzieć, jak wytłumaczyć mam...&lt;br /&gt;tęsknię za ciepłem, dotykiem...&lt;br /&gt;dlaczego tak wiele oddalibyśmy za tak niewiele??.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't feel and not going to, I'm fighting against, even if everything's against me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Jeg er martyr again... so... again the same emotions.... adoration, anger, loneliness,  I'm tired, 'd like to fall asleep... for a long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to say that, how should I explain that to you...&lt;br /&gt;I miss your warmth, touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we'll, spread out so much  our soul for such less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty... sleeping ugly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-952457173189479917?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/952457173189479917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=952457173189479917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/952457173189479917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/952457173189479917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wont-feel-because-i-said-so.html' title='I won&apos;t feel because.... I said so!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6740514823614194148</id><published>2007-05-12T09:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:09:31.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queens visit... Wizyta Królowej...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Widziałam pierwszą królową na własne oczy ;P - Dronning Sonja - odwiedziła Steinkjer dnia wczorajszego... Tak sobie niewdzięcznie pomyślałam, że i my kiedyś mieliśmy króla Piasta i Jagiellona, i że Polska była potężna, piękna i waleczna... a teraz te marne kreatury nią rządzą,  mącą ludziom w głowach... Norwedzy to mają szczęście... nie muszą się wstydzić, Królowa całkiem ładna i nie robi z siebie pajaca na każdym kroku i pewnie wysłowić się we własnym języku potrafi... i hymn zaśpiewać... coć mówią że ona z ludu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I saw first Queen in my live!! Dronning Sonja has visited Steinkjer yesterday... Such a small bad thought pass my head... we also had a King long time ago, Piast and Jagiellon... and Poland was huge, beautiful and brave... and now this two small  scoundrels rule my country... making brain wash to the people... Norwegians are lucky...  they don't have to be  ashamed , Queen  looks quite nice and knows how to behave between people, and probably knows how to use properly her own language... and can sing her national anthem...  even if they say that she's from folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6740514823614194148?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6740514823614194148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6740514823614194148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6740514823614194148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6740514823614194148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/queen.html' title='Queens visit... Wizyta Królowej...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-3360183855809415435</id><published>2007-05-08T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:44:55.934+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.......................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Kurczę się!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shrinking :D&lt;br /&gt;&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/1300691067656007077-3360183855809415435?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/3360183855809415435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=3360183855809415435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3360183855809415435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/3360183855809415435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_08.html' title='.......................................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4074196994988314344</id><published>2007-05-08T18:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:50:46.527+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tylko dla Krause... just for Krause :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Krause wiesz przecież, że jestem masochistką i cię kocham :D nie ma za co dziękować :P zawsze z przyjemnością zamieszczę twoje szanty na moim blogu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krause!! I love you! Te amo! Ich liebe dich! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" name="jezyk"&gt;&lt;span class="inf"&gt;Ja ljublju tiebja! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Je t'aime! Miluji te! Jeg elsker deg! ;P i w jeszcze paru językach, ale nie wiem jak ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-4074196994988314344?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4074196994988314344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4074196994988314344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4074196994988314344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4074196994988314344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/tylko-dla-krause-just-for-krause-d.html' title='tylko dla Krause... just for Krause :D'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2888651728866853382</id><published>2007-05-07T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:03:10.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just in polish... tylko po polsku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sorry it's just in Polish because it's impossible to translate, my friends Grzegorz, sailor song... So just'd like to thank him for this beautiful song!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A teraz czas na wdzięczność wobec Grzegorza Krause!! To własnie dzięki niemu poznałam wspaniałą "Szantę Oliwską", i z wami się chce nią podzielić dnia dzisiejszego :D oczywiście za zgodą twórcy, albo współtwórcy, tego nie wiem bo skype mi przerywa czasem i nie wszystko dokładnie rozumiem... :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Szanta Oliwska"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hej, żeglarzu! Tu. Płyń żeglarzu tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beczkę rumu, bum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beczkę rumu, bum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Więc: "Beczkę rumu, bum!!!!!!!" :*    i ja bym z wami, alem za górami za lasami....&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/1300691067656007077-2888651728866853382?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2888651728866853382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2888651728866853382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2888651728866853382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2888651728866853382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-in-polish-tylko-po-polsku.html' title='just in polish... tylko po polsku...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-163894298847122426</id><published>2007-05-07T18:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:47:10.915+02:00</updated><title type='text'>głupoty... stupid things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Wiosna zakwitła a ja ciągle w pączku... Znowu się spóźnię na wiosenne świętowanie... A może niedane mi ono będzie? Cóż, ciągle czekam aż słońce spojrzy na mnie, ale ono ciągle mnie pomija :D cóż...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;PS     Na razie raduje się serce me, bo chyba wypiękniałam szalenie... Nagle wszyscy Polacy chcą ze mną rozmawiać, tańczyć i zaprosić na kawę... cóż w kraju mi sie to nigdy nie zdarzyło, a tutaj... bywa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Spring opens all flowers, but I'm still bud... I'll be late again for spring feast... Or maybe never have a possibility to join it? So... still waiting till sun will touch me, but it omit me always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;PS     Now I'm happy  because probably I get prettier than I was... Sudden all Polish guys'd like to talk with me, dance and invite for coffee... yeah... at home it never happened to me... but here... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-163894298847122426?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/163894298847122426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=163894298847122426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/163894298847122426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/163894298847122426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/gupoty-stupid-things.html' title='głupoty... stupid things...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-5249998797562286472</id><published>2007-05-05T21:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:04:01.830+02:00</updated><title type='text'>............................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;paskudny dzień, paskudna pogoda, paskudna Marta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;ugly day, ugly weather, ugly Marta..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-5249998797562286472?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/5249998797562286472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=5249998797562286472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5249998797562286472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/5249998797562286472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='............................................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8901717631313574617</id><published>2007-05-04T16:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:22:20.217+02:00</updated><title type='text'>smashed up.... zmiażdżona...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Czuję się jakby po mnie przejechał tir... zmiażdżona, zdeptana... dlaczego? po pierwsze nie wyspałam się, oczywiście robiłam wszystko tylko się nie uczyłam na norsk kurs w związku z czym spać poszłam po pierwszej... gdybym przebywała obecnie w ukochanej mej ojczyźnie nie stanowiłoby to najmniejszego problemu, ale tutaj wśród Wikingów język mój już nie taki giętki a i umysł mniej sprawny w obcych językach więc ogólne wyczerpanie mnie ogarnia... co faktu nie zmienia, że szczęśliwa jestem i pełna energii bo na słońce popatrzyć mogę... i cieszyć się z nagłego topnienia mej skromnej osoby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I feel like after car crush... smashed and crushed... why? first: I didn't sleep enough because I was doing everything beside learning for norsk kurs and i got to bed after one... if I'll be now at home, it wouldn't be a problem, but here between Vikings, my language is not enough flexible  and my brain not enough effective in other languages so mainly I'm getting exhausted... but it doesn't change the fact that I'm happy and full of energy because I can look at the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; and I'm delight because of reducing myself :D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8901717631313574617?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8901717631313574617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8901717631313574617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8901717631313574617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8901717631313574617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/smashed-up-zmiadona.html' title='smashed up.... zmiażdżona...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1672907802254881033</id><published>2007-05-02T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:47:29.894+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A w B. piją piwo, śpiewają, grają... najdłuższy weekend na świecie... a ja tutaj patrzę w uśmiech słońca, słucham jego muzyki i próbuję zwalczyć to dziwne ciepło ogarniające końcówki mych nerwów...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In B. they are drinking beer, singing, playing... longest weekend on the world... but me... I'm looking at suns smile, listening its music and trying to fight with that warmth rising  in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1672907802254881033?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1672907802254881033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1672907802254881033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1672907802254881033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1672907802254881033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/w-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8929809131615215049</id><published>2007-05-01T16:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:58:12.088+02:00</updated><title type='text'>duże dzieci... grown up children...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Dorośli", w epoce kultury postfiguratywnej tracą racje bytu, wszystko wiedzą o życiu, nic nie wiedza o komputerze... Ja ciągle się uczę od dzieci, choć jestem świeżo upieczoną dorosłą... Podziwiam was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;DZIECI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;za waszą dojrzałość i odwagę, ja chyba nie mam tyle siły i ciągle udaję dziewczynkę...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Adults", in the age of postfigurative culture lost reason for being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;adults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, they know everything about live and nothing about computers... I'm all the time learning from children/youth, even if I just grow up... I admire you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;CHILDREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; for your maturity and courage, I'm not strong enough and still pretending a girl...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-8929809131615215049?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8929809131615215049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8929809131615215049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8929809131615215049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8929809131615215049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/due-dzieci-grown-up-children.html' title='duże dzieci... grown up children...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-621963271796241818</id><published>2007-05-01T14:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:54:35.742+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Koniec żartów i czułości!!!!!!!!!!! w tym piekielnym domu są myszy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! właśnie taka jedna malutka słodziutka nieomal dotknęła stóp moich nieomal przyprawiając mnie o zawał serca!!!!!!!!!!! nienawidzę tego piekielnego obezwładniającego uczucia, tego paraliżu, który mnie ogarnia na widok tych "niewinnych stworzonek"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the end of jokes and being nice!! in this fucking house are mice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! just such small and cute one almost touch my feet!! almost get heart attack!!!!!!!!! I hate this hellish overpowering feeling paralysis my body when I see this "innocent animals"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-621963271796241818?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/621963271796241818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=621963271796241818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/621963271796241818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/621963271796241818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/05/koniec-artw-i-czuoci-w-tym-piekielnym.html' title=''/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-634312608450509723</id><published>2007-04-30T18:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:55:24.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>spadam... falling down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Burzę w sobie niosę, piorunów i wrzasku pełną... bezsilność mnie przytłacza... chcę poznać koniec i być pewna początku a ciągle wiszę w powietrzu, które nie poddaje się moim ruchom... wybucham po cichu, rozsadzam każdą cząstkę siebie i mimo wszystko jestem cała, niepoukładana, pomieszana ale cała...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I've got storm inside, angry dark storm... powerless crushed me... I'd like to know the end and be sure beginning will come but still feel like in the air, not reacting on my moves... I'm exploding in silence, blowing up every part of my self and I'm still in one part, bit smashed and mixed but still whole...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-634312608450509723?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/634312608450509723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=634312608450509723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/634312608450509723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/634312608450509723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/spadam-falling-down.html' title='spadam... falling down...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4568379099687872308</id><published>2007-04-29T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T16:16:18.394+02:00</updated><title type='text'>miserable mood... w złym humorze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That was a nice Saturday... two nice concerts of Creaminals, of course we've heard (me and Reni) only tree songs on the first one, because we were late, because of me :D great weather and long, maybe not so long, but still, walk in the sun, another concert in "Mit Hjem" and a lot of bears... somewhere between pubs and bears we've met polish guys, pity I was after a bear because I started to talk with them and than in "Oncle Oscar" we couldn't dance... I've never been so touched... so I had to run away to "Madame Brix" on the second &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;concert&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of Creaminals&amp;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, but Reni stayed in "Oncle Oscar" but she was with football players...&lt;br /&gt;Hope polish guys will forgot me before next party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Saturday is just a memory, it's raining again outside the window and inside me... parade passed the town, church bell struck  again  quarter of the hour, seems everything's   just as it should be, but still somethings wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;know, I'm too sentimentality, know all you reading my posts feels I'm not exactly mentally balanced, that I am moodiness and so on... truly, i also have such a feeling... it would really surprised me if everything would be normal... because apparently I don't miss anything, anybody, apparently I'm not alone/lonely but still somewhere inside I feel  sorrow I can't talk with you in normal way that we have only e-mails and skype... everything is so immaterial and heartless... I have this impression that need only a second to change into one of the websides... always visited and full of informations, always desolated with feelings poverty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To była piękna sobota... dwa niezłe koncerty "Creaminal", oczywiście usłyszałyśmy (ja i Reni) tylko 3 piosenki pierwszego, bo się spóźniłyśmy oczywiście, przeze mnie :D piękna pogoda, długi, no może nie aż tak długi spacer w słońcu, kolejny koncert w "Mit Hjem" i rzeka piwa... gdzieś pomiędzy pubami i piwami spotkałyśmy polaków, szkoda, że byłam już po piwie, bo zaczęłam z nimi rozmawiać i później w "Oncle Oscar" nie mogłyśmy tańczyć... nigdy nie czułam się aż tak dotknięta... no i musiałam uciekać do "Madame Brix", gdzie trafiłam na kolejny koncert "Creaminalsów i przyjacił" :D Reni oczywiście została u Oscara, ale ona była z piłkarzami...&lt;br /&gt;Mam nadzieję, że do następnej imprezy Polacy mnie zapomną...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piękna sobota się skończyła, deszcz zaczął padać i za oknem i we mnie... parada przeszła przez miasto, dzwon kościelny znowu wybił ćwiartkę godziny, niby wszystko jest jak powinno ale coś nie gra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; ociekam sentymentalizmem i wiem, że wszyscy, którzy czytają moje posty mają wrażenie, że jestem nie do końca zrównoważona, że mam zmienne nastroje i takie tam, no cóż ja też mam takie wrażenie... dziwiłoby mnie ogromnie, gdyby było inaczej, bo przecież niby nie tęsknię, niby nie jestem sama, ale ciągle się we mnie żarzy żal, że nie mogę normalnie z wami porozmawiać, że tylko maile i skype... wszystko jest takie bezcielesne, bezduszne, mam wrażenie, że jeszcze sekunda a zamienię się w jedna ze stron internetowych... ciągle odwiedzana i pełna wiadomości, ciągle opuszczona z niedostatkiem uczuć...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-4568379099687872308?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4568379099687872308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4568379099687872308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4568379099687872308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4568379099687872308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/miserable-mood-w-zym-humorze.html' title='miserable mood... w złym humorze...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-4208938966558494052</id><published>2007-04-27T23:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:25:15.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ptaków śpiew.... births...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Posłuchać mi dane było, dnia pięknego dzisiejszego, ptaków śpiewających w lesie, znowu prawie zapomniałam o tym co najważniejsze, dopóki ich nie usłyszałam... i taka jakaś dziwna tęsknota mnie ogarnęła i taka myśl uderzyła, że i tu mogę znaleźć swoje miejsce... bo czegóż mi więcej do życia potrzeba, jak lasu i ptaków świergotu? I widząc ten las, słysząc te ptaki odetchnęłam głęboka i chmur na niebie zdało mi się mniej niż wczoraj...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I could listen today births singing in the forest, I almost forgot again what's most important, and than I heard them... and i felt this sick at my heart and i the idea comes to me, that maybe although here I can find place to live... what else I need to survive than forest and singing births? And when I saw this forest, heard this births I took long breath and  there wasn't as many clouds on the sky, as yesterday...&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-4208938966558494052?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/4208938966558494052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=4208938966558494052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4208938966558494052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/4208938966558494052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/ptakw-piew-births.html' title='ptaków śpiew.... births...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1073107291692460990</id><published>2007-04-26T20:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:54:16.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..............................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Chmury nade mną i deszcz z nieba, tak tu pusto gdy słońca nie ma, tak zimno gdy wszyscy daleko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Znowu mi się zdaje, znowu źle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i znowu mam ochotę zaśpiewać "Moi przyjaciele"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jak mam wyśpiewać, jak mam  dziękować.&lt;br /&gt;Jak  wytłumaczyć, że bez was mnie nie  ma!&lt;br /&gt;Przesyłam do  was moją miłość&lt;br /&gt;I wszystkie myśli w modlitwę zamieniam.&lt;br /&gt;Milion aniołków  narysuję&lt;br /&gt;I wszystkie naraz postrącam z nieba.&lt;br /&gt;Dom na wzgórzu wybuduję&lt;br /&gt;I  zagram klowna, kiedy trzeba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial CE;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Moi przyjaciele, moi  przyjaciele,  &lt;br /&gt;Moi przyjaciele bądźcie zawsze ze  mną.  &lt;br /&gt;Moi przyjaciele, moi przyjaciele,&lt;br /&gt;Z wami  wiem, że wszystko mogę,&lt;br /&gt;Że wystarczy tylko chcieć.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiedy was nie  ma, to jakby  nagle              &lt;br /&gt;W moim życiu zabrakło  muzyki.             &lt;br /&gt;Kiedy was nie ma, to świat mnie straszy,&lt;br /&gt;Że przeminę, że będę  chwilą.&lt;br /&gt;Kiedy was nie ma to jakby ziemia&lt;br /&gt;Chciała się rozstać na zawsze ze  słońcem.&lt;br /&gt;Kiedy was nie ma, to dosyć mam wszystkiego&lt;br /&gt;I chcę stąd na zawsze  odejść.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Szkoda, że Was przy mnie nie ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Clouds upon my head and rain from sky, it's so empty when sun is not here, so cold when everybody's far away... again it's seems sth... again wrong...&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/1300691067656007077-1073107291692460990?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1073107291692460990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1073107291692460990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1073107291692460990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1073107291692460990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='..............................................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-9108749274908804025</id><published>2007-04-25T17:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T17:49:27.422+02:00</updated><title type='text'>słońce moje... my sun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cóż, znowu mam nieodparte wrażenie, że to słońce świeci dla mnie, i choć rzadko wygląda zza chmury jest tak promienne, że nie mogę sie skryć przed jego blaskiem, znowu zachacza o moje głupie serce i to mnie śmiertelnie przeraża...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hmmm.... I feel again that this sun is shining just for me, and even if it's not often, it's so bright  that  I can't run away from it, touches again my stupid heart , and it terrified me  to death... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-9108749274908804025?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/9108749274908804025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=9108749274908804025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9108749274908804025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/9108749274908804025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/soce-moje-my-sun.html' title='słońce moje... my sun...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1188246925923186127</id><published>2007-04-24T21:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:13:09.817+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wiosna!!!! spring time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wokół moich włosów oplata się zapach suchej, zroszonej pierwszym wiosennym deszczem ziemi...&lt;br /&gt;tesknię za konwaliami sprzedawanymi pod Mrowiskiem, pewnie już niedługo stanie tam znowu ta malutka staruszka z wiadrem pełnym kwiatów...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a może już tam stoi... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;round my hair is dancing smell of dry ground touched with first spring rain...&lt;br /&gt;miss lily of the valley... soon, the same as all the years erlier, old little lady will stand close to my university with bucket full of flowers...&lt;br /&gt;maybe she's standing there even now... :)&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/1300691067656007077-1188246925923186127?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1188246925923186127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1188246925923186127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1188246925923186127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1188246925923186127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/wiosna-spring-time.html' title='wiosna!!!! spring time....'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1352555406588285675</id><published>2007-04-23T19:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:43:09.549+02:00</updated><title type='text'>w III odsłonach... in III scenes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Dni zdecydowanie zaczynają się wydłużać... słońce powoli rozwija kwiaty, i śnieg się topi... mi tam ciepło, nigdy z tym problemu nie miałam, ale Sus. i Reni ciągle marzną... ja tam kupiłam trochę tulipanów do wazonu, torochę kwiatków w Lidlu i mam swoją prywatną wiosnę :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; próbowałyśmy z Reni wybrać się na potańcówkę weekendową, lecz marnie nam to wyszło, bo po I. oni tutaj imprezują cały tydzień więc weekend nie jest czymś wyjątkowym, a po II - na dyskotece jaką znalazłyśmy średnia wieku wynosiła jakieś 17 lat, w czym my, ją zawyżałyśmy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Norsk kurs zapowiada się coraz ciekawiej... pn. - spotykamy się całą grupą, wt. niema piłkarzy, śr. i czw.  nie ma nas ("nie ma naaaaaas...." taka piosnka mi wpadła do głowy :D), pt. nie ma piłkarzy... może się jednak nauczę tego języka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;epilog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nie wiem co z tego wynika, raczej nic, włączył mi się zakręt i troszkę jestem nieświadoma,  nieprzytomna... czekam ciągle na zbawienie, choć wiem, że najpewniej okaże się ono zwykłym przedsionkiem wiecznej szczęśliwości ale tak jak wszyscy nie mogę się mu oprzeć... chyba to właśnie oczekiwanie jest najważniejsze, bo gdy już dostaniemy to czego pragniemy braknie nam sensu... a bezsens to swoiste piekło...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; days becoming to be longer, sun opens  flowers,  and snow is melted...  for me it's worm, never had problem with that :P but Reni and Sus. are always cold... I bought some tulips and other  flowers in Lidl and now have my own spring :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; we tried with Reni to go out  for a weekend party, but effect was miserable... because, first: Norwegians are on the party whole week, second: age average was round 17, and it was so hight because of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Norsk kurs seems more and more interesting... Monday - we meet all together, Tuesday and Friday - football players are not there,  Wednesday  and  Thursday we are not there... maybe there is still some hope for me and this language...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;epilogue: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't know what all of that means, probably nothing, but I'm a bit not conscious... still waiting for salvation, even if I'm pretty sure that it'll be just a substitute of never endless happiness, but as all the others I'm still waiting... and this waiting time is probably most important, because whe we'll get what we are dreaming of, we will loose sense of living, and living without sense is a hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hope my translation have some sense :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1352555406588285675?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1352555406588285675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1352555406588285675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1352555406588285675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1352555406588285675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/w-iii-odsonach-in-iii-scenes.html' title='w III odsłonach... in III scenes...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2734323450010560203</id><published>2007-04-19T21:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:41:54.361+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing... śnieżnie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No moje kwiatuszki najukochańsze, jakby rzekła moja znienawidzona pani dyrektor, nieużywająca "r" polskiego... dzień się zaczął przepięknie, słonecznie, biało... lecz gdy tylko troszkę się ociepliło śnieżek się stopił i zasilił okoliczną rzekę wypełniając ją po brzegi... można tak powiedzieć?? dziwnie to brzmi... w każdym razie poziom owej rzeki podniósł się o 2 metry około, co mnie i współ- moją wolontariuszkę zachwyciło niezmiernie... a teraz znowu snieżek prószy zajączkowi na uszy - temu z czekolady, którego dzisiaj zjadłam na kolację :D&lt;br /&gt;dowiedziałam się od koleżanki Niemki - Susanny, że kurs norweskiego beze mnie i Reni - współvolki, to nie to samo, co nas ucieszyło, bo jak oni z tymi piłkarzami niewiele się nauczą, to my niewiele nadrabiać będziemy musiały, poza tym to Susannę trafia szlag, a nie mnie, że piłkarze ni w ząb po norwesku, mimo, że już drugi miesiąc tu zimują...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, "my beloved flowers", as my hateful mrs director, would say, without using "r"... the day started beautiful, sunny, in white... but, when it gets wormer, snow melt down and filled up closes  river...  raised her level up round 2 meters, what makes me and my covoluunter - Reni - to fell into raptures...  if  it's possible to write like that...  but now  it's again snowing on bunny's ears...&lt;br /&gt;My, norsk kurs made - Susanna told me today, that norsk kurs without me and my covol., is not the same... we're happy of that :D, because if they, with that football players will learn almost nothing, so we will have almost nothing to learn by ourselves :D and now Susanna is mad on them, so we don't have too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="dict44_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-2734323450010560203?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2734323450010560203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2734323450010560203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2734323450010560203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2734323450010560203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/snowing-nienie.html' title='Snowing... śnieżnie...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1541415464961466328</id><published>2007-04-18T21:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:50:18.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistaken... Pomyłki...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Not in love again, but more happy now!! :D I can't be in love, it takes too much time... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;about mistaken... of course, not listening carefully so... I'm not changing norskkurs group! I'm staying in my colorful group,. Football players will come to the course when we - volunteers,  will stayed at work, so probably I won't even meet them... pity... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Odkochałam się!!!!! cieszy mnie to niezmiernie!!!! stan zakochania niewątpliwie negatywnie na mnie wpływa... za dużo czasu miłość zabiera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;co do pomyłek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; oczywiście jak zwykle nie słuchałam uważnie... Nie zmieniam grupy na norskkurs! Zostaję wśród tego kolorowego towarzystwa... piłkarze przychodzić będą na zajęcia w dni, kiedy my - wolontariuszki, pracować będziemy, więc prawdopodobnie nigdy ich nie spotkam... jaka szkoda... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-1541415464961466328?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1541415464961466328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1541415464961466328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1541415464961466328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1541415464961466328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/mistaken-pomyki_18.html' title='Mistaken... Pomyłki...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7289991510835810453</id><published>2007-04-16T20:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:48:47.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fooly thoughts... głupoty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'll never thought that my biggest dream will be sleep... after week neverendless working and  relatively intoxicating  parties  I'm dreaming only  to  not open my eyes  til  tomorrows  midday...  no chance...  at 8:30  we started Norwegian Course, with  lovely Thai girls, Somalian and Iraqi guys and Tanzanian, German &amp; Hungarian girls... Group quite interesting and colorful, but soon I'm going to change for another company... 3 football players don'tknowfromwhere  and probably I'll become very angry if I'll have to repeat again first Norwegian classes "What's your name, u bloody idiot" or "why are you here"  &lt;span id="dict44_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="dict44_hidden" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But now we have almost spring and a bit lazy we're not learning the language too much... but soon winter should come back so maybe it'll be batter...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I'm learning this BOKMAL if they all are speaking Trondesk and it's impossible to understand them...&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter, in nearest month Queen will visit charming Steinkjer, so maybe than I will use they pretty language...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigdy bym nie pomyślała, że pragnieniem mym największym stanie się sen... po tygodniu nieustającej pracy oraz względnie upojnego balowania marzę jedynie by nie otwierać dnia jutrzejszego oczu do godziny 12... marne sząse... od 8:30 kurs norweskiego, z przemiłymi Tajkami nadającymi niczym Radio Wolna Europa zza żelaznej kurtyny... z Somalijczykami, Irakijczykiem, Tanzanką... tak to się pisze?? Niemką i Węgierką, z którą mam niewątpliwą/wątpliwą przyjemność mieszkać obecnie (jak już będę pewna czy ona wątpliwa czy niewątpliwa to anons w gazecie zamieszczę)... grupka całkiem ciekawa i niewymownie kolorowa, lecz już w niedługim czasie zamienię ją na towarzystwo  trzech futbolpleyers niewiadomoskąd i chyba mnie szlag trafi jeśli kolejny raz będę musiała przerobić pierwszą lekcję norweskiego, pt: "jak ciebie zwą matole" oraz "skądżeś się tu wziął"..&lt;br /&gt;Na razie wiosna gładzi nas po główkach tępawych więc względnie niewiele się przykładamy do nauki, ale jutro zima srogim paluszkiem nam pokiwa i pewnie się wszyscy sprężymy... Hva heter du?, Hvor kommer du fra?, Er du gift?, Har du barn?.........................&lt;br /&gt;Nie wiem po co sie tego bukmalu nauczam, skoro oni i tak wszyscy w trondeszku spikaja i słowa się z tego zrozumieć nie da...&lt;br /&gt;Nic to, w najbliższym czasie piękne miasto Steinkjer królowa nawiedzić zamierza, więc może coś do niej wydukam, w urodziwym tym języku i jaką pochwałę zbiorę :D&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/1300691067656007077-7289991510835810453?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7289991510835810453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7289991510835810453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7289991510835810453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7289991510835810453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/fooly-thoughts-gupoty.html' title='fooly thoughts... głupoty...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-1498024958164621854</id><published>2007-04-14T11:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:03:26.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"silence out of the window..." - "za oknem cisza i kubek parzy w dłonie..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So now i feel like living in a harbor, fog  outside and  seagull screams... but it's not my first expression from this day, first what I felt today was this kind of worm inside when you feel save because you know you're at home, in your own part of world... birds were singing (not seagulls) so I felt like in Barlinek, in my bad awoken by sounds of my forest and lake...&lt;br /&gt;and now!! there is some kind of parade in the middle of town :D with orchestra and a lot of children screaming louder than seagulls... still nice but having migraine and party outside is not so nice... I'd like to say "silence out of the window" :D just can't... after such a hard days I deserve some serenity... probably not...&lt;br /&gt;Still, last days were great! apparently lot of work, lot of norsk kurs (Norwegian course), some beers and good companionships  it's enough to be happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS we've been working yesterday 16 hours... because of - STUFF - Steinkjer Ungdomens Film Festival - stuff in Norwegian means material/ stuff :D or drugs, nice name for Youth Film Festival... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No to teraz czuję się jakbym mieszkała gdzieś na wybrzeżu... za oknem mgła i krzyki mew... ale to nie pierwsze moje dzisiejsze wrażenie... pierwsze co poczułam dnia dzisiejszego to to ciepło w sercu, które bierze się z poczucia bezpieczeństwa pojawiającego się gdy wiesz, że jesteś w domu, w swoim prywatnym małym świecie... ptaki śpiewają (nie mewy :P) i ja się czuję jak w Barlinku, leżąc w moim łóżku obudzona dźwiękiem mego lasu i jeziora...&lt;br /&gt;a teraz! w samym centrum miasta- pod moimi oknami odbywa się jakaś parada z orkiestrą i mnóstwem dzieciaków wrzeszczących głośniej od mew!! całkiem miło, ale nie z migreną i po kilku dniach pracy non stop... Chciałabym powiedzieć "za oknem cisza..." ale nie mogę :D to tych kilku dniach ciężkich od myślenia i pracy należy mi się chyba odrobina spokoju??... może jednak nie...&lt;br /&gt;Mimo wszystko, ostatnie dnie były wspaniałe!! widocznie - pełno pracy,  godziny  kursu j. norweskiego  (norsk kurs - czytaj: noszk kusz), troszkę piwa i dobre towarzystwo wystarczy żeby mnie uszczęśliwić :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS wczoraj pracowaliśmy jakieś 16 godzin... a to przez STUFF (rozwinięcie patrz wersja angielska :D)... STUFF po norwesku znaczy - materiał bądź narkotyki... dobra nazwa dla Młodzieżowego Festiwalu Filmowego!! :p&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/1300691067656007077-1498024958164621854?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/1498024958164621854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=1498024958164621854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1498024958164621854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/1498024958164621854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/silence-out-of-window-za-oknem-cisza-i.html' title='&quot;silence out of the window...&quot; - &quot;za oknem cisza i kubek parzy w dłonie...&quot;'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-8838582136048333196</id><published>2007-04-10T20:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:09:51.694+02:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a hard day... ciężki dzień...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm exhausted!! totally! as usual on evening I went to swim, but after 1000m swimming like on slowed movie, resigned from idea to swim today 2500m... good I did it, because I had even a problem to get back home... my muscles said "no!", maybe because of all this chairs i had to carry today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jestem wykończona!!! wycieńczona doszczętnie!! jak zazwyczaj wieczorem poszła popływać, ale po 1000m przepłyniętych jak w zwolnionym tempie, zrezygnowałam z pokonania całych 2500m jakie miałam w planie... i dobrze :D bo ledwo do domu doczłapałam... moje mięśnie nie reagują na polecenia... może to przez te wszystkie krzesła, które musiałam dzisiaj taszczyć...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-8838582136048333196?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/8838582136048333196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=8838582136048333196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8838582136048333196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/8838582136048333196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-hard-day-ciki-dzie.html' title='it&apos;s a hard day... ciężki dzień...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6145725324608339720</id><published>2007-04-10T01:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:31:39.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>can't fall asleep!!! waiting... bezsenność... oczekiwanie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My live is build of strange things... bad luck and miracles, don't know in which part now I am... Probably the good one, even still without sence of leaving... I just feel so small and lost "in the world of big things"... miss my friends... need too hugh, feel your warmth, feel that somebody loves me right as I am :D stupid, but still truth...&lt;br /&gt;missing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moje życie jest zbudowane z dziwnych przypadków - historii, zdarzeń, czy jak kto woli... mnustwo w nim pecha i cudów nieskończonych... nadal nie wiem, w której części się obecnie znajduję, najpewniej w tej cudownej choć stale nie znając sensu życia... ciągle się czuję taka mała i trochę zagubiona "w świecie wielkich spraw"... tęsknię za psiapsiółami... potrzeba mi uścisku, ciepła drugiej osoby, świadomości, że ktoś mnie kocha jaką jestem... głupie, ale ciągle prawdziwe...&lt;br /&gt;tęskno mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tęskno mi Boże...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-6145725324608339720?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6145725324608339720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6145725324608339720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-just-dont-know-what-to-do-nie-wiem-co.html' title='can&apos;t fall asleep!!! waiting... bezsenność... oczekiwanie...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-6940823000296982430</id><published>2007-04-07T23:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:19:02.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bad end of good things... zły dobrego koniec :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;So... back again in Steinkjer!! Drowned in Trondheims snow... I really wanted to see that town but now I'm getting cold and miss my lake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;No i znowum w Steinkjer!! Utopiłyśmy sie jednak w śniegach Trondheim... Zawsze chciałam zwiedzić to miasto, a teraz chyba sie przeziębiłam i tęsknię za moim jeziorem...&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/1300691067656007077-6940823000296982430?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/6940823000296982430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=6940823000296982430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6940823000296982430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/6940823000296982430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-end-of-good-things-ze-dobrego.html' title='bad end of good things... zły dobrego koniec :)'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-2642390650755806693</id><published>2007-04-07T11:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:32:42.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter... Wielkanoc...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, now I am in Trondheim, far far away from my Familly and I miss them... At home they have spring and probably they are going to jump into my lake in few minutes... And here... We (me and my covol.) have beautiful winter!! In some time we are leaving the flat, TAKE CARE TRONDHEIM!!!! We´re comming!! :D And we will drown in the snow :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No i jestem w Trondheim, daleko od rodzinki i powoli zaczynam tesknic... W domu maja wiosne i prawdopodobnie za chwile pojda sie kompac w moim jeziorze... A tutaj... Mamy (ja i moja wspolwolontariuszka) mamy przepiekna zime!! Za chwile wyruszamy, trzymaj sie Trondheim!! nadchodzimy!! :D I pewnie utopimy sie w sniegu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300691067656007077-2642390650755806693?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/2642390650755806693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=2642390650755806693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2642390650755806693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/2642390650755806693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-wielkanoc.html' title='Easter... Wielkanoc...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300691067656007077.post-7850411016100647950</id><published>2007-04-05T06:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:28:51.852+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New one... Nowa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So, here I am... this blog is only for my friends, because I'm a lazy and don't wonna send pictures to every other person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No i jestem! ten blog przeznaczony jest wyłącznie dla moich znajomych ponieważ jestem leniwa i nie chce mi się wysyłać zdjęć każdemu z osobna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1300691067656007077-7850411016100647950?l=gnamacha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/feeds/7850411016100647950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300691067656007077&amp;postID=7850411016100647950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7850411016100647950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300691067656007077/posts/default/7850411016100647950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gnamacha.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-one-nowa.html' title='New one... Nowa...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916682569036323681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
