<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652</id><updated>2010-02-17T05:07:42.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY</title><subtitle type='html'>Viorel Oprea's blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-286143339556093251</id><published>2009-05-01T12:52:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:08:55.508+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romania'/><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>I wanted to go to the sea on this weekend at Vama Veche, but I'm short of money. I feel like I belong to there. Damn it. I can imagine thousands and thousands of nice freeky peoople wandering about there, good music and beautiful ladies. Oh, and the sea... The sea is cold, I imagine, but I would definitely take a swim. Alcohol, tents, sand, guitars and all those are waiting for me but in vain. I'm not gonna be there. So sad... Maybe I'm too old from now on for this kind of escapades. I remember those days when I was there with my friends. I was in "2 Mai" resort. The beach was totally different.  I can remember an unknown girl asked me if I hadn't been the previous night in her tent cuz she said she knew me by my sign that I had on my neck. She was a little drunk but very hot. Another year I've been there with one of my mate. I'm not gonna say anything more about that.  The sea is thrilling me.  I will not have the opportunity to go to the sea on this summer cuz I will be in UK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-286143339556093251?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/286143339556093251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=286143339556093251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/286143339556093251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/286143339556093251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2009/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-6027175689471172443</id><published>2008-12-15T17:49:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:39:22.043+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>School is good</title><content type='html'>I like the school. I hope very soon I will have my own classroom. I will not be going from a classroom to another after every class. My principal is a nice person. There is a lot to do there. I hope I can help for some good changes there. I want to talk more with my colleagues. My principal want me to help for starting a magazine for our high school. This is the last week of school this year. My students have marks but they need more and I'm gonna ask them to take tests in January. I have to fill the register with the marks in the tests. There is an empty classroom at the second level of the high school. There are some English materials there but I spoke to the religion teacher and he agreed to join me and start a religion and philosophy classroom. Sometimes we have classes in the same time and we will need to spoke to the principal to change the timetable. There is another problem with the students who sometimes have classes there. I mean the students who have classes in the afternoon and the students who have classes in the morning have another extra class the same time with the first class of the afternoon students. Anyway there are another empty classrooms, like the 11B classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-6027175689471172443?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/6027175689471172443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=6027175689471172443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6027175689471172443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6027175689471172443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/12/blog-post_2817.html' title='School is good'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-8014606386430125554</id><published>2008-12-07T15:03:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:23:13.531+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romania'/><title type='text'>I live in Romania</title><content type='html'>I live in Romania and it takes forever. We don't have the culture of respecting the rules. There are a lot of stereotypes about the Gypsy people and not only. The press is full of stupid journalists. The TV anchors have opinions and they can't keep themselves from expressing them. The political 'analysts' teach us that all the politicians are evil and they are angels. They don't tell us where their money comes from. The TV stations are owned by very rich guys who made their money out of illegal activities, and now they are trying to promote the politicians who promised them to let them free. Actually they are trying to control the politics and promote their unjustified interests. Antena 1 is one of those TV stations where the owner is both a businessman and a politician. Realitatea TV is another one. I hate those stupid journalists who want to convince us that they are smarter than anybody. They want to be the 'Romanian CNN' but they are so far away from what they wanna be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-8014606386430125554?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/8014606386430125554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=8014606386430125554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8014606386430125554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8014606386430125554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/12/i-live-in-romania.html' title='I live in Romania'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-6244998653206846129</id><published>2008-11-09T12:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:34:14.192+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>A Black President at the White House</title><content type='html'>It's amazing. The power of democracy is amazing in America. I personally have been a republican, but I think I would have voted for Obama too. McCain deserves huge respect but not the US President's chair. I like black people. My OS is a Linux called Ubuntu that is an African word for peace. The Kenyan people were so happy at the Obama's victory. His speeches are amazing.  I hope his election will be positive for Romania. We have a problem with the visas. I hope this year the Romanians will be able to travel to America without visas. I realized that the Bush administration wasn't perfect. Maybe too many people died during the war in Iraq. I realized that democracy doesn't come suddenly. It is gained by suffer, periods of poverty, corruption and so on. America has always been in front of the other nations. Romania is at least one hundred years behind America. Everyone seems to be happy of the Obama's victory. Sara Palin wasn't quite ready for prime time. She is a nice woman but as a vicepresident is far from the right person. I would love to visit Alaska where she is governor. Anyway the media exagerated a lot about her past. I wanna see now a woman at the White House and she may be the one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-6244998653206846129?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/6244998653206846129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=6244998653206846129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6244998653206846129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6244998653206846129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/11/black-president-at-white-house.html' title='A Black President at the White House'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-5500985006836900074</id><published>2008-09-27T20:45:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:34:47.310+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>My new high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's been now almost a month since I started to work in a new high school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the things seem to work smoothly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. It is 'Liceul Teoretic Paul Georgescu' in Tandarei, 25 kilometers from my hometown. The people here are nice and I feel pretty comfortable with my new students. I don't know if it's because they are kinder or because I got more experience and so I know better how to speak to my students. Anyway, my new principal are definitely more open minded than my previous one in Urziceni. I found out that I should work more at home in order to do my job better in the classroom. I have an American colleague and that's great. He is a volunteer teacher and I can share with him my opinions on education. Our views are similar. I feel like the things are getting better and better. There are more young teachers and I don't feel uncomfortable in the teacher's lounge like before. The students are definitely more respectful. I hope everything's gonna be OK this year. I have to do a lot of things like my 'definifivat' and , if I can, some contests for students. I have to do my papers for the next week now.    I'll be back soon with new stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-5500985006836900074?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/5500985006836900074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=5500985006836900074&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/5500985006836900074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/5500985006836900074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/09/my-new-highs-chool.html' title='My new high school'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-1398301431024889683</id><published>2008-08-27T11:32:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:35:26.330+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>My grand-mom died. It was terrifying as always. She had a brain accident. She was taken to the hospital and after a few days the doctor said she was not gonna live so we was advised to take her home and that's what we did. after a day home she died. She was a nice grand-mom. She lived alone after my grandpa died few years ago. When I was little, mom used to took me there to play with my siblings from Brasov. I have very nice memories from then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-1398301431024889683?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/1398301431024889683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=1398301431024889683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/1398301431024889683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/1398301431024889683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-3987009511450488131</id><published>2008-08-19T16:18:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:36:36.785+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>I have been watching now the Olympic Games for more than a week. I was disappointed by the Romanians who failed a lot. Marian Dragulescu the Romanian gymnast failed yesterday at vaults. I rediscovered the fun of watching the Olympic games. Usain Boltt was amazing but the man of this edition is definitely Michael Phelps who won the most medals ever, I think 13. Romania wasn't very lucky at this edition but it's important to be there. I can remember when I was very young and watched the Olympic Games at a black and white TV set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-3987009511450488131?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/3987009511450488131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=3987009511450488131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/3987009511450488131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/3987009511450488131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-8280037761927375778</id><published>2008-08-12T15:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:37:06.723+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Why War?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's war again even during the Olympics in Beijing. Greeks said few thousand years before 'Let the guns stop and the games start'. The today's empowered men did otherwise.  They used this 'opportunity' to gain the world's attention on their problems. There were deaths and casualties. It doesn't matter where the war is taking place. Here on Earth. Our planet became too small to matter where it's safe and where not. Everywhere is the same.  The contrast between the feast of humanity that is happening at Beijing and the horror scenes in Georgia is so huge. Russia still wants to stay in the old times. It always was that way.  You cannot get freedom without sacrifices, without deaths. Freedom takes deaths.  If Georgia can  get through this struggle, this zone of Black Sea will develop rapidly. Georgia is a key point for the independence fight of the peoples of the former Soviet Union. If &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mikheil Saakashvili, the president of Georgia can win this war all other leaders of the former USSR states will get courage and try to increase their independence from Mother Russia. The independence of those states are relative. They are still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; economicaly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dependent from Kremlin. The natural gas becomes more a real alternative to the classic oil as a fuel, so Russia who has huge reserves of natural gas gets more power in the world. The problem is that those who manage those resourses don't think in terms of market economy. They are a monopoly. So everything goes to fuel. Everybody talks about fuel today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-8280037761927375778?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/8280037761927375778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=8280037761927375778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8280037761927375778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8280037761927375778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/why-war.html' title='Why War?'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-2392145033070841905</id><published>2008-08-10T19:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:37:40.492+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slobozia'/><title type='text'>At The Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been at the church today. I was not feeling OK cause my toothache did not stop yet. It is a period of fasting in the Orthodox Church. It's one of the four period of fasting of the year. Now we are fasting for Mary the Virgin or the Mother of God as we call her, or Theotokos in Greek.  I have not seen the mother superior Varvara there, but I saw another old nun which I have never seen before. I thought she had been removed from our monastery. That would be good news. I don't remember what the priest said. He spoke too much as usual like more than half an hour. I have to go at the church some time soon for my confession and communion.&lt;br /&gt;Today I have met also the Americans from California who came in town for missionary. They are nice guys but I think they don't know much about our culture.  They could learn a lot of good things. There is a nice black guy with them called Erik. He is a 'high school pastor' and he spoke very nice today at 'Clubul Tineretului'. He said he did a lot of bad things before knowing Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely must go tomorrow to see the dentist so I can start to study again. Time is going so fast and I need to get my esseys done as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-2392145033070841905?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/2392145033070841905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=2392145033070841905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2392145033070841905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2392145033070841905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/at-church.html' title='At The Church'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-2820723055647802446</id><published>2008-08-09T21:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:37:57.381+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Damned Wisdom Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm going crazy. My wisdom tooth is killing me. I had pain before but not this bad. Today is Saturday and I can find no dentist until Monday. I feel like I would do anything in the world to stop my pain. I was thinking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cioran&lt;/span&gt;. He wrote a lot about pain. He says some people love their diseases, mostly the old people. I wanted to go to my father's tomb, but I could not help my pain. I wanted to go to Amara for swim but my pain stopped me. I want to go to the stadium and do some jogging, I hope I could make it. I went to my cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nicoleta&lt;/span&gt; just in case she wanna join me but she was sleeping. I wanna go out in town to hang out with the Americans, I hope I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people in my messenger list. I have only few friends in it. Most of them are students. Some of them are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;naughty&lt;/span&gt; and speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt; for them or they are already blocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-2820723055647802446?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/2820723055647802446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=2820723055647802446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2820723055647802446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2820723055647802446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/damned-wisdom-tooth.html' title='Damned Wisdom Tooth'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-2090018599853724770</id><published>2008-08-08T01:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:38:26.959+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slobozia'/><title type='text'>Tonight In the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been in town again tonight. I met the American people in the park.  I think the guys from 'Jandarmeria' came again at the fountain and therefore everybody moved in the park. I have been there and have had a good time. Emily Iacovetti has been singing again with Claudiu from Cluj and Cristi. On another side Josh and Dany, the Asiria's boyfriend,  sang together. We had light enough, even more than at the fountain. The guy who cursed me few days ago came again there and seemed friendly.&lt;br /&gt;I have studied nearly nothing today. I only have read the rest of the text for one of my exams. I have to read a lot more,  at least once each course so I can make a good essay for each of them. I also sorted out some of my books. I found a lot of good books and I repared them.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the christian people are going tomorrow at Fundata. Maybe I will go there too. I have to check out the schedule of the trains.&lt;br /&gt;John was tired, as he told me. A guy came with a bottle of beer and talked with John. He told John that he was drinking because of some problems he had with his girlfriend, love problems. The guy seemed to be under 18.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy. I'd better go to bed so I can wake up earlier tomorrow morning. It's 2:00 in the morning already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-2090018599853724770?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/2090018599853724770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=2090018599853724770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2090018599853724770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/2090018599853724770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/tonight-in-park.html' title='Tonight In the Park'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-402434189854234823</id><published>2008-08-07T00:13:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:06:19.608+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Americans held a concert today at 'Clubul Tineretului'. I could not make it there at the right time. I got there after a half an hour when the band was already performing on the stage. The members of the band was Emily Iacovetti - vocal and guitar, Ryan Hauter - electric guitar, Josh Nelson - electric bass guitar and Briana Case - drums. The drummer was a small girl who you would bet she could not make it a drummer, but she could very well. I was sorry I couldn't get there earlier so I could see all their performance.  These Americans are so cool. I wish I was like them. Afterwards Claudiu, a guy from Cluj, performed alone and then Jessica made a testimony in front of the audience. She told us the story about how she became a Christian.  She told us that when she was small her mother Rosemary, who was in the audience, had cancer and she thought her mother was going to die. Rosemary had been really about to die, very close to death, but due only to God she survived. Everybody said it was a miracle. And so Jessica got to know God. She was praying very much all that time. After the Jessica's testimony the Americans performed with a sketch about the struggle we, as Christians, have with the devil and the temptation he sends to us, like drinking alcohol, money,  sex outside mariage, etc. After that John LaBelle preached and asked the people in the audience who wants to receive Jesus to come in front of the audience. A lot of people received Jesus then. At the end of the show there were snaks available and we enjoied them together. Everything was so cool. Another pastor from California came today. He is called Erick. He seems to be a cool guy. I want to talk to him more. Maybe the following days. After the show everyone went to the fountain. I stayed with the singers. It was awesome. Emily Iacovetti is awesome. She sings and play the guitar wonderfuly. There was there Cristi, a guy from Slobozia, and Claudiu from Cluj. They sang and played their guitars together with Emily.  At the concert I met the guy who cursed me tow days ago. He had a bible and I asked him to let me see it. I think we will become friends. I don't know his name. I can't remember what class he was in. I mentioned earlier that he was my student. Oh, by the way, two guys from 'Jandarmeria' came over at about half past nine pm and asked us to stop singing because we disturb the people who live around the square. I hardly helped myself from yelling at them. I'll be back tomorrow with updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-402434189854234823?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/402434189854234823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=402434189854234823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/402434189854234823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/402434189854234823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/concert.html' title='The Concert'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-3409586094985882098</id><published>2008-08-05T17:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:06:36.312+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why philosophy? Is it useful? Most people say no. I say yes. I could not  say otherwise, I'm a philosophy teacher. I wish I was a teacher in my home town but I found a job in a neighboring town, 25 km from Slobozia, my home town. It was my dream to become a philosophy teacher. After I finished the high school I tried at the Economics Studies Academy in Bucharest but I failed. The following year I wanted to go to the Faculty of Geology but in the meantime I changed up my mind. I started to read some books of philosophy and I decided to go to philosophy. I tried to the Faculty of Philosophy at the State University in Bucharest and I failed again with a very low mark. Very disappointed, I decided to go to a private university and that's what I did.  I entered initially at an unknown university called Europa Ecor, newly founded. It was awkward. I stayed there two years and afterwards I decided to move to another private university called Spiru Haret and I stayed there until the end. Spiru Haret was one of the most important private university and still is the largest university.  No, I think I stayed there at Europa Ecor three years and when I moved to Spiru Haret they accepted me under the condition to repeat the third year which I accepted. My parents spent a lot of money on me that time. when I moved there I liked very much. It was different. It was more comfortable and my colleagues was cool. I frequented the courses all the year. During that time I was staying in the Eugen's dormitory. He was very kind with me. He accepted me there to stay with him without paying anything. Actually it wasn't his room and I couldn't pay him. He helped me a lot. If he didn't tell me to come with him in Bucharest I wouldn't make it to move at the daily courses. I forgot to say, when I moved to Spiru Haret I moved at the daily courses whilst before I was at non frequency courses. I used to go to Bucharest every weekend for courses. Oh, not every weekend but every two weeks. It's been a lot of time past. After that year, I don't know exactly what year, I decided together with one of my friend from the dormitory to go get a job in journalism. We went at 'Cotidianul' newspaper and they accepted us. We didn't get a contract immediately but we could start working as journalists. It was cool, really cool experience. During that time I was with Cristina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-3409586094985882098?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/3409586094985882098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=3409586094985882098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/3409586094985882098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/3409586094985882098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/todays-memories.html' title='Today&apos;s Memories'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-6193478228422370775</id><published>2008-08-05T01:31:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:06:51.365+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From the Fountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a little problem at the fountain. One of my ex students spoke badly to me. I was playing the guitar and he came to me and asked to sing whatever he wanted. I told him that he was drunk and he started to insult me and curse me and I threatened him that I would call the Police. I want to call at the 'Jandarmeria'  tomorrow morning and ask them to come there at the fountain tomorrow night. I am Romanian citizen, I pay taxes and I have the right to be protected by the state in the public areas.  I'm going to go back there tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't talked to many people this night. I have read on my phone and listened to Josh play his guitar. I tried to play it too but unsuccessfully.&lt;br /&gt;I want to read more tomorrow. I want to call at the 'Inspectorat' and ask about moving my job here in town. Now I'm a  'titular'  teacher at Tandarei. It is much closer than Urziceni. It's only 25 km from Slobozia. I wish I could buy a car for going to my job by it.  I need first to get my driving licence. I was thinking of trying to get the driving license for all the means of transportation, like truck, van, etc. It costs about 2, 500 RON (and a lot of time, definitely). I met Fana, my God son some day before, and he said he want to do this. I think it's an excellent idea.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to shopping again tomorrow. I have to buy some potatoes, vegetables for a soup and there must be something else but I can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-6193478228422370775?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/6193478228422370775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=6193478228422370775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6193478228422370775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6193478228422370775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/back-from-fountain.html' title='Back From the Fountain'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-4320891941479941305</id><published>2008-08-04T19:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:07:08.380+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've done nothing. I should have  done a lot of things. I have to do those essays for may master. I might lose the year and the money also. I should have called at the help desk to ask how many failed exam can I have in the following year without losing the year.  I passed no exam. I have 8 to pass in the fall session. I have to read those texts and think of some titles for my essays. It's not unpleasant but I do a lot of other things and my time flies away. I want to stay tonight to study. I will have some coffee after I come back from the fountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-4320891941479941305?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/4320891941479941305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=4320891941479941305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/4320891941479941305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/4320891941479941305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/my-master.html' title='My Master'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-7457144847883146728</id><published>2008-08-04T18:48:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:07:24.598+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The American Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The American people from California came again. They are in the town again. John has been doing a great job for our community. A lot of young people are coming every night at the fountain in the town to meet the Americans. They learn about Jesus and learn to be good.  John has come now sixth or eighth time.  Some of the people who came last years came this year also but there are some new people also.  Josh, Sarah, Chrishel, Jessica with her sister Rebeca and their mom (I forgotten her name)  came again. There some new people like Tracy (a lady of about 40) with her daughter Emily, another beautiful high school blond girl called Aubree, a little sweet high school girl called Bethany, and for the rest I have to find their names and I will write them here.  Sunday we went at the Clubul Tineretului (Youth Club) for the church service. Padre, Gina and some other guys sang on the stage. It was nice. The Americans  are staying here two weeks. Now I'm going out to meet them at the fountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-7457144847883146728?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/7457144847883146728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=7457144847883146728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/7457144847883146728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/7457144847883146728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2008/08/american-team_5484.html' title='The American Team'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-856887496735691772</id><published>2007-05-11T18:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:07:37.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Basescu Suspended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Such nasty times,&lt;br /&gt;President Basescu has been suspended by the corrupt politicians.  On May 19th there will be a referendum for reelecting the president. He is really a warrior against the corruption. I really want him to come back to Cotroceni Palace. We are now in other circumstances. We are now a member in UE.  We must eradicate the corruption. I want to help the president's campaign. I went to the Democrat  Party to join. I went even to a meeting in Constanta on last Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-856887496735691772?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/856887496735691772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=856887496735691772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/856887496735691772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/856887496735691772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2007/05/today.html' title='Basescu Suspended'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-5001500502676536813</id><published>2007-04-28T13:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:07:52.809+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems at School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;I work as a teacher in a high school in my home town called Slobozia. I'm having some problems with my students and my colleague  teachers as well. I don't know what to do. I have been quoted in a newspaper and from then on a full story has been developing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-5001500502676536813?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/5001500502676536813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=5001500502676536813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/5001500502676536813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/5001500502676536813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2007/04/today.html' title='Problems at School'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-6782447865898941697</id><published>2007-03-12T15:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:08:06.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back again. It's been an regular week. Now I'm sick, I don't know why. Maybe because of the spring. I hate being sick. I can't wait to recover. I took some pills but nothing. I ate some good food but only a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had some classes at the theological seminary.  I have been talking a lot but mostly to myself cause the students didn't pay attention.  No problem. The whether is so cloudy. I hate it.  Time is passing by.&lt;br /&gt;I'm unhappy cause I'm sick. I hate it, I hate it,  I hate it.  Jesus, help me recover.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to some Christian music now. I wanna learn how to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that skilled in writing so I gotta write a lot.  I have to write an email to Roxane.&lt;br /&gt;She's going to come here in the summer. I can't wait to see her. Jessica will not come, I don't know why.  She said she hadn't got enough money but I guess this is not the real reason.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she's got something else to do this summer, why Romania again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-6782447865898941697?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/6782447865898941697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=6782447865898941697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6782447865898941697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/6782447865898941697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2007/03/today.html' title='I Got Sick'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-1376499686081143910</id><published>2007-03-04T09:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:08:22.197+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spring is Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I'm happy the spring is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I did well at my exams. I'll have some more money from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I will have some American guests in the summer. I can't wait. John said that 25 people are going to come and 13 of them will stay in my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and I'm getting ready to go to church. I talked to the priest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; night about various stuff. Of course we have different views. He is kinda anti American and anti European. He has some problems I guess.&lt;br /&gt;As I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; earlier I got pretty high marks at my exams for my university&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; degree and I'm happy. Tomorrow I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to Bucharest to ask about a document for school so the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Principal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to be able to pay me higher according to my new grade.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do some work for tomorrow at school like semester planning and lesson plans. I should have done them from Wednesday but I was lazy. Yesterday I wasted all my time with Marian my neighbor to fix his computer. Today I have to do the same with Aurel's computer, my other neighbor. And some other day I have to do the same with my sister's computer. I mean to format their computers.&lt;br /&gt;The priest told me to start writing. I think it's a good idea. writing provide us a kind of confession.  I will try to write here every day. And I will try to write some articles for the local  newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-1376499686081143910?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/1376499686081143910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=1376499686081143910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/1376499686081143910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/1376499686081143910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2007/03/its-sunday.html' title='The Spring is Coming'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-8173352537780415410</id><published>2007-02-11T03:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:08:36.709+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm back. I have to study a lot and I'm so lazy.  I have one  week until my exam. I pray to God to help me. I'm so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I don't know what to do. I feel like I have no reason and feel useless. I finished the university several years ago and I'm not any longer in touch with any of my colleagues. I don't know how to learn. These books are so nasty.  I feel like I hate everybody,  and everybody hates me. Fuck! I'm in a bad mood. I was in a cafe this night and met some guys. I felt like a stranger with them. We used to be friends before. I met some girls also. Sandy, Carmen and Luiza. They were nice with me until I told them that I posted on Internet some of the pictures in which we were together. They got mad at that. I told them 'Hey girls, it's about me first of all. OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-8173352537780415410?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/8173352537780415410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=8173352537780415410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8173352537780415410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/8173352537780415410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2007/02/today_10.html' title='Bad Mood'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-116082944360739426</id><published>2006-10-14T14:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:08:50.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachmaninoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes I'm back,&lt;br /&gt;I was very busy lately. Now I started the school again. This year I teach philosophy. Last year I taught English. It's better now. My previous students were very naughty.  Now I think it's OK. Even though they are not very fond of the school I can manage myself OK. I count on their natural intelligence . Anyway the high school is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;The winter is getting closer and I'll be suffering of cold. I hate the winter cause I can't afford to warm up the house. It's frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;I started a home felowship in my house. Actualy we meet here for a bible study. There are not so many people. My house is so poor.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm listening to Rachmaninoff. It was a period of time when I listened to a lot of classical music. It is so good to listen to it. It shows the waves of the life. I know about Rachmaninoff that he was a Russian and now he is dead. He lived at the beginning of the twentieth century. I know nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;Today some people are going to come down here for the bible study.&lt;br /&gt;I got to do my scientific work for my diploma. The time goes so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-116082944360739426?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/116082944360739426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=116082944360739426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/116082944360739426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/116082944360739426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2006/10/im-back_14.html' title='Rachmaninoff'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-115558494947846262</id><published>2006-08-14T22:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:09:05.845+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary the Virgin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;Today I could get here and here I am. There were some problems with the Internet connection of my neighbors. I'll try to fix them tomorrow. The cables must not be OK. I have to write some messages to Roxane and Rich. I should spend some more time in front of my computer. Today I spent a lot of time with someone from Interamerican. I signed some papers. They want me to work for them. They say I can get a lot of money. Could I? Let's see. I feel like my time is worthy. I got to make money out of my time. I need money. I payed only the Internet bill for this month. I have to pay the electricity and the credit for my computer. God, help me fix these problems. Saturday night a youth meeting will take place in my house. I need to invite some more guys. Andreea comes here Friday so I got to do all the stuff by my own. I got to think on this. Tomorrow I got to fix the problem with the Internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is a great feast in the Orthodox Church for Mary the Virgin. I'll be at the church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-115558494947846262?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/115558494947846262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=115558494947846262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/115558494947846262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/115558494947846262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2006/08/hello.html' title='Mary the Virgin'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-115411724075075574</id><published>2006-07-28T22:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:09:21.506+03:00</updated><title type='text'>After a Hard Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today has been a hard day too. I worked hard.  There was an organizing problem. I hope to solve it till tomorrow. I have to get a real job. I'd better advertise for home English classes. I think it's a good idea. I shall go now for a ride by my bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30810652-115411724075075574?l=www.vioreloprea.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/feeds/115411724075075574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30810652&amp;postID=115411724075075574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/115411724075075574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30810652/posts/default/115411724075075574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vioreloprea.com/2006/07/today_115411724075075574.html' title='After a Hard Day'/><author><name>Viorel Oprea</name><email>vioprea@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10165939085076951690'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30810652.post-115403463083281428</id><published>2006-07-27T22:26:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:09:37.461+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Worked Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey, my readers, (if any)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldn't update this blog till now. I have been caught in other things like chatting on yahoo, fixing my computer and lately working. Today I worked hard in construction. I have been covered with dust all day long. We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, me and some other two friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; have to modernize an apartment and now we are fixing the walls. It's so hard. At the end of the day I was so upset with one of the workers who is actually my cousin. We got some money from the owner of the apartment and he took all the money for himself. He is a real jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Roxane wrote me back. Oh,  she is so lovely. 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