filme, carti, vreme, weekend....servici

Sa incepem cu inceputul...sunt racita cobza, vorba lui MO: "raceala mea are o gripa"....
Weekendul trecut am fost in Cluj...cu gandul la Gradina Botanica dar vremea nu a tinut cu noi...asa ca am trecut pe mall-uri, umpic de centru si vizionat filmul The Rite la CinemaCity.
 Bai frate...deci film mai horror decat The Rite..n-am mai vazut de mult, iar Anthony Hopkins joaca genial....(,mai putin cand plezneste o fetita in film....e pe treaba lui) Mi-a placut filmul......e despre exorcizari, demoni, credinta.....te pune pe ganduri si intri intr-o stare numai buna de speriat....
Carti....am citit "Doua fetite in albastru"  Marry Higgins- un roman despre o rapire a doua fetite gemene de 3 ani...care comunica intre ele; un amalgam de sentimente te trec pe cand citesti cartea si mai ca simti ce experimenteaza parintii celor doua in acele cateva zile de groaza, "Magic" Mellisa Bank- o carte din colectia cocktail de la Humanitas-draguta povestea dar prea multa obsesie pentru greutate si prea mult accent pus pe fizic...sper ca pitzi de varsta 13 14 ani sa nu cada in plasa lecturii.....si sa se aventureze in mai stiu eu ce maraton de diete....
Weekend: gripa, medicamenteeeee, e-mic boc, vizionat Thron legacy si Big Mommas Like father like son.....faina ideea la primul film...al doilea a dat spre sfarsi in film pt copii....(gen musical sau nu).
Si e Saptamana Patimilor....romanii se pregatesc mai mult de dat fuga la shopping decat sa se ganedasca la ceea ce inseamna Sarbatoarea Pascala....oricum sunt ferm convinsa ca o sa vedem si anul acesta la TV Patimile lui Hristos...film cam prea realist??? sau oricum, trebe sa fii tare sa te uiti la unele scene...

O saptamana placuta!
PS am citit un post interesant al unei foste colege despre cum petrecem timpul din viata noastra: pe scurt vine cam asa:

• 2 ani jumatate vorbiti la telefon
• 12 ani socializand
• 5 ani si 6 luni ne uitam la TV
• 3 luni petrecem la doctor
• 16 ore avem orgasm
• 16 luni facem curatenie in casa
•  6 luni petrecem pe WC
• 1 an si 7 luni facem sport
• 2 ani si 2 luni gatim
• 2 ani si 6 luni conducem masina
• 24 de ani si 4 luni dormim
• 9 luni le pierdem in drum spre servici, scoala etc.

Nu stiu cate de "pe bune " sunt datele dar cica sunt dintr-un studiu facut de cercetatori de la Universitatea din Kholn cu titlul "Inventarul unei vieti"....interesant:D

viata pur si simplu...enjoy

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…