<?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-5557483</id><updated>2011-05-30T11:56:18.656+03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNCONSCIOUS_NESS</title><subtitle type='html'>en guzelim</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557483.post-114138442772424576</id><published>2006-03-03T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:13:47.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ama artik atesim dusmusken, yine de basim donuyor ve raporu hemen yazmis olmak icin ekranin saatini ileri almaya calisiyorken calan su sarkilar beni bana dondurmeye calisiyorlar, silkeliyorlar sarsiyorlar, fena da sayilmazlar kiz afferim bak parmaklarim tempo tutmaya basladi:gogol bordello - dogs were barkingfloater - ministerthree penny opera - angry inchgogol bordello - oh nothe subways - i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/114138442772424576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/114138442772424576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114138442772424576' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-114137692048833885</id><published>2006-03-03T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:08:40.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>atesler icinde bilincimi ararken su sarkilarda huzur buldumrufus wainwright - the tower of learninglambchop - the new cobweb summerrufus wainwright - greek songbelle and sebastian - the boy done wrong againdevendra banhart - some people ride the wavecasey stratton - wholerufus wainwright - milbrookwarren zevon - accidentally, like a martyrblue merle - if i couldjulian lennon - day after daydavid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/114137692048833885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/114137692048833885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114137692048833885' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-113017651023121260</id><published>2005-10-24T20:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:55:10.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beynimde biriken komur tozlarinin yavas yavas bir yumak haline geldigini ve nazal yollarimi takiben burnumdan asagi indigini hissediyorum. bir kismi burnuma sapmayip agzima dogru yol aliyorlar ve agzimdan pööfffffffff diye disari puskuruyorlar. klavyem simsiyah oldu. ya da zaten siyahti ve ben daha yeni farkediyorum.benim calismam lazim. calismam lazim. calismam. calismam be bana ne. calismam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/113017651023121260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/113017651023121260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113017651023121260' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112854349207303583</id><published>2005-10-05T22:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:18:12.126+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sonraki baska bir gun yine beklerken ve yagmur da yagiyorken yaklasik 3 dakika (yalan soyluyorum, gecen zaman hakkinda hicbir fikrim yok, ama 3 dakika oldugunu dusunmek istiyorum) sadece onume baktim. elimde semsiyem vardi ve onu da hareket ettirmedim o 3 dakika boyunca. 3 dakika sonra cep telefonumu cikarip zaten silmis oldugum mesajlarin silinmis oldugunu kendi kendime teyid ettim. sonra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112854349207303583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112854349207303583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112854349207303583' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112854148415532414</id><published>2005-10-05T22:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:29:31.406+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cafede oturup zeynep'i beklemeye koyuldum. beklemeye koyulmak perde asmaya koyulmak gibi extra hareket gerektiren bir eylem degil gerci, sadece masaya oturup menuye bakmak yeterli. yani eger siz beklemeye koyuldugunuzda kendi etrafinizda donup oz buyucusunden sarkilar soylemeniz ve ayni anda yaninizdan gecen 4. kadina nerede oturdugunu sormaniz gerektigini dusunuyorsaniz cok yaniliyorsunuz. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112854148415532414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112854148415532414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112854148415532414' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112722239077579826</id><published>2005-09-20T15:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:42:40.830+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>son 2 haftadir odami toplamaya calisiyorum ama odam su ana kadar bu cabaya karsi muhtesem bi savas verdii ve toplanmamakta direndigi icin bu surec cok yavas isliyo. gerci bu surec icinde ben de 23 sene once bi kenara atip unuttuum nesneleri buluyorum (ne garip di mi, 2 yasinda ben bu evde bile diildim) sonra mutlu oluyorum hic yoktan, iste bunlardan biri de asaada begeniye sunulan orta 2 </summary><link 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temizletmek, arabayla oraya buraya biraktirmak, sonra tekrar arayip gel isimiz bitti bizi al ya da yok yok alma biz gec kaliriz sen takil ama sabaha kahvalti hazir olsun demek, utu yaparken acilan mtvnin sesini kistirmak demek istedigini ben 25 senedir anlamadiysam suc sadece ve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112720609522661681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112720609522661681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112720609522661681' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112679028659598768</id><published>2005-09-15T16:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T16:18:23.630+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aniden mutsuzluk bastirdi. niye yaaaa. iyiydim ben?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112679028659598768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112679028659598768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112679028659598768' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112676947275711594</id><published>2005-09-15T10:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:31:13.283+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>su anda cok mutlu olmamin nedeni sufer bi olimpos tatili gecirmis olmam mi yoksa o tatili hastalanmayarak bitirebilmis olmanin verdigi fiiuuv rahatligi mi (gerci tehlike hala gecmis diil, daha demin tam 4 kere hapsurdum) yoksa kilo almis olmam ve birden bu kilolarin bana gayet de yakistiini dusunmus olmam mi yoksa koroya 1 degil tam 2 koldan sarilacak olmam mi (veya daha cok o korist kisileri </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112676947275711594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112676947275711594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676947275711594' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-112676877263032354</id><published>2005-09-15T10:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:19:47.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ben yazmaya basliorum yeniden.kacin. ya da durun durun kacmayin canlarim benim. cok seviyorum sizi ben.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112676877263032354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/112676877263032354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676877263032354' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110149093940963063</id><published>2004-11-26T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T19:42:19.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bi de ben kesin karar verdim, bu benim evdeki kiz "yemek yakilir" diye ogrenmis. mumkun diil cunku baska turlu her yemegin yanmasi. basindan ayrilip da unutup yemek yansa sorun yok (yine sorun var da en azindan kulagini cekerim bak bi daha yapio mu), bu gayet basinda yemegin yanmasini bekliyo. hadi o yansin bana ne, ama onunla beraber tava da yaniyo, o nolucak.</summary><link rel='edit' 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but there is always so much feed at the bottom combined with excretion, that this week I had to do it everyday although my initial plan was once every 3 days. I know that it's too much stress for them but they don't seem to eat anything. i'm afraid of losing a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110149072747626894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110149072747626894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110149072747626894' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110086414025715207</id><published>2004-11-19T13:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T13:35:40.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bikac haftadir durduk yere eskiden gelen kokular duyuyorum. misal:-ilkokulda her hafta okula goturdugum peynirli sandvicin kokusu-ortaokuldaki kutuphanenin kokusu (bu ayni zamanda alip eve getirilen kitabin kapagini ilk actiimda gelen koku olmakta)-yuzme ihtisasin soyunma kabinlerindeki koku-back stagedeki makyaj kokusu-once ne oldugunu tam anlayamadiim ama sonradan farkettiim, taaaa 5 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110086414025715207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110086414025715207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110086414025715207' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110067932332428602</id><published>2004-11-17T10:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T10:15:23.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muhtesem bi amator film calismasi gormek isterseniz su linke tiklayin.http://storm.cis.fordham.edu/~temeltas/ordan da Unlisanced Dreams (LowQ) ya tikliyosunuz, arkaniza yaslanip seyrediyosunuz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110067932332428602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110067932332428602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110067932332428602' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110025304023767827</id><published>2004-11-12T11:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T11:50:40.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bu da heralde dalgin insanlar neler yapar isimli kitapta ilk 5e oynar:uzuuuun bir gunden sonra yorgunluktan olmeye ramak kalmisken eve gelinir. tek yapilmasi gereken lensleri cikarmak ve yataga girip sizmaktir. lens kabi acilir, ama o da ne, icinde lens yoktur, saka gibidir, daha paketi yeni acilan aylik lensler nereye kaybolmus olabilir... neyse onemli diildir, uyku gittikce bunyeyi daha da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110025304023767827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110025304023767827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110025304023767827' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110008036415814069</id><published>2004-11-10T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T11:52:44.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cok komik oliim diye fikra yabtim:-hocam, bu arif tatlisini nasi yabioduk?-arife tarif gerekmez yafrum, kafana gore takil.burda guluosunuz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110008036415814069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110008036415814069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110008036415814069' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-110008026434196407</id><published>2004-11-10T11:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T11:51:04.343+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beynimi kurcalayip haslanmis yumurta kivamina getiren konular hakkinda son bikac haftada asagidaki sonuclara ulasmis bulunuyorum. bu sonuclara ulasmamda benden maddi ve manevi destegini esirgemeyen nese yildizlaratlinda20binfersah'a tesekkuru de bi garc bilirim.eet iste sonuclar:-biz niye karsimiza hayatimizi tumden degistiricek bisey cikmasini istiyoruz? siz istemiyo olabilirsiniz beni </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110008026434196407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/110008026434196407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110008026434196407' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109637881836281376</id><published>2004-09-28T16:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:40:18.366+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sabah kendisine ve ailesine kahvalti hazirlayip sonra cocuklarini okula gonderip sonra kendini isine hazirlayip sonra evden cikmadan once pencreler kapali mi aygazkapali mi ocak yaniyo mu utu fisten cekilmis mi diye kontrol edip hah tamam hepsi kapali diyip evden cikip, tam ciktigi anda 'aaaay bugunku toplantinin prezentasyon cdsi' diyip odaya donup unuttuu prezentasyon cdsini cantasina koyup </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109637881836281376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109637881836281376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109637881836281376' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109622041190482587</id><published>2004-09-26T20:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T20:40:11.903+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>burdaki arkadaslardan biriyle aramda soyle de bi konusma da gecmedi diil hani:-simdi sizin orda (turkiye oluo) mesela okulda ne tarihi ogretiyolar-mufredattan mi bahsediyosun?-nasi?-eee, yani ders programi-evet evet-iste ilkcagdan itibaren nerdeyse ogretiyolar, ortaokulda osmanli tarihi lisede inkilap tarihi-ne?-ne ne?-ne tarihi?-ha inkilap tarihi-ne zaman oluyo o-iste padisahin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109622041190482587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109622041190482587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109622041190482587' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109622011824207656</id><published>2004-09-26T20:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T20:36:55.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rejum yapmaya karar verdim. madem adam olamicas bari ince olalim deyu.yalniz tabi bu karari ilk olarak ben 2 hafta once vermistim ama onumden gecen cikolatalar ve kizarmis yesil domatesler bana izin vermediler.  artik gozlerimi mi kapiycam naapivcam bilmiyorum artik bi yolunu bulucaz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109622011824207656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109622011824207656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109622011824207656' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109542120359554736</id><published>2004-09-17T14:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T14:53:36.166+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simdiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, beni bunca zamandir bu mekan-i ahval-ul mehabbet ortamindan uzak tutan butun engelleri an itibariyle asmis bulunmaktayim ve sasirtici bir sekilde onumuzdeki 1 saat icinde yapacak hicbiseyim yok (tam bunu diyoken bi alt seneden nijeryali siyahi bi arkadasimiz arkadan sessizce yaklasip emailimi istedi, hatta sol dirsegini masaya koymak ve sag kic lobunu disari cikartip</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109542120359554736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109542120359554736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542120359554736' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109295202283056021</id><published>2004-08-20T00:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T00:47:02.830+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feci derecede konusuna deinices dedik, demin unuttuk, saglik olsun simdi deinelim.sanirsam ve de feci derecede yanilmiosam su asaadaki ornekler bize bu kalibin ne demek istediini annatir:- bu camasirlar kac derecede yikancak?- feci derecede.- su kac derecede kaynar cocum?- feci derecede efendimis.- hayir yafrum, 100 derecede kaynar, calis da gel bi daakine, sifif.anlatabildim mi okur? bi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109295202283056021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109295202283056021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109295202283056021' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109295168236025733</id><published>2004-08-20T00:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T00:41:22.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ben en son kendime soz vermistim, search wordleri artik yazmicam diye, cunku anlamsiz feci derecede (feci derece konusuna birastan degineceis), yine de su sorchwordden bahsetmeden gecemiyciim, efet aynen soyle: turkan soray where. bunu arayan arkadas yanlis dusunmuosam sunlardan birini demek istio:- turkan soray nereye gidiyo?- turkansoray nerde?- tukkansoray nereye gittini sanio?- biri </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109295168236025733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109295168236025733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109295168236025733' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109282159414658117</id><published>2004-08-18T12:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T12:36:55.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cok sovuk. kizmicam artik almanyaya, geri aliorum butun soylediklerimi. afedeesin.bi de dun diskavri chenilda soyle bi cevirmeme hatasi vardi ki evlere senlik. hemen soliim bakin,- rock it! yani turkcemisde dagit ortalii, agzi burnu dagit anlaminda. bunu diskavrichenildacalisanarkadaslar roket! diye cevirmisler ki beni sonra yerde kivranip gulerken bulmuslar. o kadar da komik diilmis, niye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109282159414658117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109282159414658117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109282159414658117' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109156106125034957</id><published>2004-08-03T22:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T22:24:21.250+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ulkerin buyuk bi hata yaparak hayatimiza soktugu ulker golfun reklam maskotunun bir an once girdigi yerden hayatimizdan cikmasini istiyoruz. bu fitikedicikendinibilmez maskot beyaz kremali dondurma seklindedir, mavi bi atkisi vardir ve nooluryardimedinmemedalibey tarafindan seslendirilmektedir. gorenlerin ayrica esseksudangelinceye kadar bu maskotu dovmeleri rica edilir. hatta essek sudan geldigi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109156106125034957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109156106125034957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156106125034957' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109083628775919179</id><published>2004-07-26T12:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T13:04:47.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hIhI eet 29u.snakebitten da super kafadir hakkaten, boyle ne super lan hayatimda boyle biri var olm ne sansliyim falan dersin,  iyi hostur da onun kocaman bi sayfasi vardi iste hergun okuyup gulup altimiza sicioduk, sonra bu trip yabti bunalim yabti ben bunu size yazmiyorum size noluyo bu benim sahsi gunnuum dedi, biz de ulan sahsi gunnuunu internette yazarsan okuyup gulup altimiza sicariz tabi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109083628775919179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109083628775919179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109083628775919179' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109033333231124008</id><published>2004-07-20T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T17:22:12.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>olm adama gosterdim proposali olm inanamiorum abi adam tamam dedi olm ilk defa tamam olmus gibi dedi ya manyak oldum abi nasi sasirdim olm cumaya artik tezinin son halini ver dedi var ya nasi garip oldum birden olm nasi panik de oldum nasi yetistiricem cumaya diye abi benim cumaya kadar yapmam gereken bi pasaport uzatma islemim var olm bi de bu islemi hannovere gidip yabcam abi nasi olcak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109033333231124008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109033333231124008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109033333231124008' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109024340874825972</id><published>2004-07-19T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T16:23:28.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oley oley hava 20 derece oldu!!!!! yagmur da yok! yasasin. bu arada yasasinda bulunan butun harflerin bi olayi vardi neydi yaa? kaynastirma harfleri miydi? eger oyleyse bu harfler kaynastirmak gibi cok onemli bi misyon ustlenmis durumdalar, bilmem ki farkindalar mi acaba. eet ben bugun yazamiyorum, ben de farkettim ya tamam, susun. aa cok onemli, bi kitap bitirdim, 'life of pi', hintli bi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109024340874825972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109024340874825972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109024340874825972' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-109024292488981768</id><published>2004-07-19T15:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T16:15:24.890+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dikkatli okuyucularimiz benim her yazida icmekten dem vurduumu farketmisler, halbuki ben aslinda cok mulayim, ickinin i'sini bilmeyen, bu baglamda cok saglikli yasayan bi kimseyim, kimsenin beni yanlis tanimasini istemem. alin kardesim elimden su bira sisesini, millet yanlis anliyo rezil oluyoruz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109024292488981768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/109024292488981768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109024292488981768' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108980814726711853</id><published>2004-07-14T15:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T15:29:59.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ya ne komik insanlar var, bu hoca mesela, bi espri yapio sonra sirf kendisi guluo, ama oyle bi guluo ki katir gibi, o oyle gulunce biz de onun gulusune guluyoruz, o da zannediyo esprisine gulduk, bu sefer aska gelio daha cok guluyo, biz bu sefer kendimizden geciyoruz artik sinirden, nasi bi gulmekse o, bakiyo cok egleniyoruz daha da cok guluyo, o oyle gulunce biz.. devam ediim mi?a bi de son </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108980814726711853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108980814726711853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108980814726711853' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108971914497547955</id><published>2004-07-13T14:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T14:47:31.236+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simdi yazacaklarim fena halde sikici olabilir, soylemedi demeyin, hayir sonra telefon acip mail atip kufrediyosunuz, onun icin istemiyosaniz bi sonraki posta gecin naapiim.ekomoni calisiyorum ben 2 gundur iste sapik gibi, environmental economics daha dogrusu, her okonomi dersinde de beyin hucrelerimin bikacini olduruyorum istemeden, nasi sevmiyorum ekonomiyi belli diil. mesela adam diyo ki, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108971914497547955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108971914497547955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108971914497547955' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108963191054609653</id><published>2004-07-12T14:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T14:31:50.546+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haftalardan beri ilk defa turk televizyonu seyretmeye bu sabah 'kadinlar ne ister' programiyla basladim ve sabah vakti olanlara kesinlikle bu porooorami izlemelerini tavsiye ediyorum. bulentersoyunarkadasioyaayadoyanin sunduu coskunsabaan konok olduu ve bana hep biutienddibiistteki cadiyi hatirlatan astrolog teyzenin (hani tecavuzemaruzkalankadinsacmodeli seklinde sari saclari olan kendini </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108963191054609653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108963191054609653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108963191054609653' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108903881749042579</id><published>2004-07-05T17:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:46:57.490+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oncelikle sabahtan beri carcarcarcar konusup beynimize kusan ortmeni bi kasik suda bogmak istedigimi belirtmek isterim. onun yuzunden koca koca insanlar (en kucukleri benim, digerleri nasi dana kadarlar anlayin artik.. anlayin leeaaaaann) nasi maymunluklar yapiyoruz deste belli diil. grup calismalari icin dagitilmis olan postitleri birbirimizin sirtina yapistirip bi kisiden digerine gecirtmece mi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108903881749042579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108903881749042579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108903881749042579' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108867717091889209</id><published>2004-07-01T13:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T13:19:30.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>temmuz 1. disarda saanak yagmur var. baska bisey demek istemiyorum artik, aglamak istiyorum yemin ederim. temmuz 1'de disarda firtina koptuuna kim inanir allaam, zaman havuzlardan cikip denizlere girmek zamanidir, kizgin kumlardan serin sulara atlamak, kokakola makinelerinden buz gibi kokakola icmek zamanidir, sonra yetinmeyip buzgibikokakolalari bastan asaa bosaltmak zamanidir, sekerden hertaraf</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108867717091889209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108867717091889209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108867717091889209' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108867682494583800</id><published>2004-07-01T13:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T13:13:44.946+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eheheh buraya ugrayip misafirim olanlardan biri soyle bi sorchword girmis - zozom.com!!! kahkahalarla gulmek istiyorum. kahkahalarim sona erince de kendimi toparlayip bu zozom kom da neyin nesiymis, benim zozom kendine internette yuva kurup milletle temasa ortamina mi dalmaktadir, niye herkesin haberi var da benim yok, zozom.comu arayan bi insanin tesadufen bu sayfaya gelmis olmasi tesaduf </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108867682494583800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108867682494583800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108867682494583800' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108842311858169065</id><published>2004-06-28T14:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T14:45:18.580+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sarhosken ogrenilen almancanin en buyuk dezavantaji ayilinca unutuluyo olmasi. ama sorhos diilken de dimag yeterince acik olmuyo, kapasite bi yere kadar, cok korkunc bi dongu. bu sekilde ben zannetmiyorum ki daha fazla almanca ogreniim.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108842311858169065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108842311858169065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108842311858169065' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108808433017055663</id><published>2004-06-24T16:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T16:38:50.170+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>42.karasinek..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108808433017055663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108808433017055663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108808433017055663' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108806405002453042</id><published>2004-06-24T10:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T11:00:50.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sinifta icilen kahveler ve temizlenmeyen kahve bardaklari, atilmayip sinifin arkasina depolanan meyva suyu siseleri, yere dokulduu gibi orda kalan yiyecekicecekkirintilaridamlalari sonucu ortalii istila eden karasineklere karsi savasi bu sabah baslattim, bu satirlari yazmadan 2 sn once 34uncu sinei oldurmustum, evet 34, ve bu kara sineklerin  exponansiyel cogaldiklari goz onunde bulundurulursa bi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108806405002453042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108806405002453042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108806405002453042' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108789805385513227</id><published>2004-06-22T12:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T12:54:13.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hayatimin bi bolumunu hindistanda gecirmek istememin; hindistana nasi gitsem, direk delhide doktoraya mi basvursam, yoksa hemen burda bi is bulup para kazanmaya baslayip sonra o paralari biriktirip bikac ay hindistana gitsem de tam olarak hangi sehrinde yasamak istediimi mi gorsem, yoksa istanbula donup bi is bulup para kazanmaya baslayip sonra o paralari biriktirip yine bikac ay hindistana </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108789805385513227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108789805385513227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108789805385513227' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108789772194165400</id><published>2004-06-22T12:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T12:48:41.940+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>her ne kadar bremen de fena biyer olmasa da burdaki insanlarin eglenmesi icin sarhos olmalari gerektigi gercegini hicbisey degistirmiyo. istanbulun ne kadar eglenceli biyer olduunu sanirim esas buraya gelince anladim.gerci istanbul diye kisitlamak da pek dogru olmaz cunku ayni kural mesela hindistan icin de gecerli, o yuzden onermemizi su sekilde yapalim; eglenmek ve bi canli oldugunu hissetmek</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108789772194165400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108789772194165400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108789772194165400' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108782996953610103</id><published>2004-06-21T17:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T17:59:29.536+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bu sayfaya ulasma yontemleri her gecen gun artmakta, misal;- sigara boregi- santorini adasi (istedigi bilgiyi bu sayfadan alamadigini dusunuyorum bu aramayi yapan arkadasin)- eller ayirsa bile (guzel sarki, aferim)- atesbocekleri- brad pitt (napcan brad pitti anam, gelmis 40 yasina, ben sana daha genclerini daha korpelerini bulurum sen gel bak bu tarafa)- japon kizlar (gonlum sizlar - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108782996953610103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108782996953610103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108782996953610103' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108782623622441317</id><published>2004-06-21T16:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T16:57:25.846+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>biraz caba gosterdigi zaman, bremen de istanbula yakin bi guzellik sergileyebiliyo..</summary><link rel='edit' 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durumda ben neden burdayim neden onlara katilmiyorum, ne zaman polonezkoye gidiyolar nerde kaliyolar ne soyluyolar cok mu egleniyolar ne kadar kiskanmaliyim gibi sorulara cevap alirsam mutlu olurum.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108747149108519000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108747149108519000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747149108519000' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108747102077210314</id><published>2004-06-17T14:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T14:17:08.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 haftadir bozuk olan server bu gun duzeldi ve butun sinifin ne kadar internet bagimlisi olduunu, herkesin 'internet geldi' cagrisindan sonra bilgisayarlara depar atmasiyla anladik.bi de alkislamaya basladik tabi, o daha guzel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108747102077210314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108747102077210314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747102077210314' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108687603858842376</id><published>2004-06-10T16:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:00:38.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ama onun disinda hava guzel, hatta evet evet hava cok guzel napiyorum ben bilgisayarin basinda cikip dolassam ya. ptesi gunku sinavi da salla, doktorayi da salla, doktora yapip napcan alim mi olcan, hadi hadi cok dolas, kirlarda kos.. the hills are alive with the sound of music..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108687603858842376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108687603858842376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108687603858842376' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108687568539572904</id><published>2004-06-10T16:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T16:54:45.396+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mesela bu eve ilk tasindigimiz zaman o benden 1 ay once tasinmisti iste ben istanbuldaydim, gelmis eve, hic dusunmuyo 'ya biz yeni bi eve tasindik bunun elektrigine suyuna register etmek lazim mi' falan diye, ben geldim 1 ay sonra soyledim yaptin mi kimseye sordun mu diye, yoooo sormadim dedi, neyse gittik iste buroya, hakkaten register etmemiz gerekiyomus, allahtan bizden onceki kiraci gec </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108687568539572904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108687568539572904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108687568539572904' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108661534579758007</id><published>2004-06-07T16:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:40:06.386+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>niye evle ilgili herseyi ben dusunmek zorundayim? niye elektrigin yatirilacagi sadece benim aklima gelio, biz bu evde 2 kisi yasamiyo muyuz, niye hep ben alisverisi yapmak zorundayim niye o salak salak ortalikta dolasmak zorunda, niye herseyi benden bekliyo uf allaam napicam ben bu gerizekali kizla!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108661534579758007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108661534579758007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108661534579758007' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108661489056658098</id><published>2004-06-07T16:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:28:10.566+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yani hem doktora yabcam diyorum sonra en kotu notlari ben aliyorum, nabiorum ben ya offf pofffffff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108661489056658098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108661489056658098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108661489056658098' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108635304502303851</id><published>2004-06-04T15:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T15:44:05.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hintli ev arkadasi tarafindan her daim muhtesem hint yemekleriyle odullendirilen insanlar sansli insanlardir. evet ben sansli bi insanim. ustelik bu hintli ev arkadasi yemeklerini sadece hint agiz tadina gore diil de (bkz: o kadar aci olmak ki agzindan burnundan alevler cikmak) diger kisinin agiz tadina (bkz: aciyi o kadar az koymak ki nerdeyse tatli yapmak) gore yapiyosa artik o kisinin bok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108635304502303851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108635304502303851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108635304502303851' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108626709624341613</id><published>2004-06-03T15:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:51:36.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'benim manitama yazmak haa!!!!! ulaaaaaaannnn!! oldururum yakarim hepinizi beaaah!!' dedim ve bicagi kaptigim gibi kizin ustune saldirdim. hatta kizlarin desem daha dogru olur, biri alman biri isvicreli olmak uzere 2 adet uzerinize afiyet sillik (ne kotu bu klavyede turkce karakterlerin olmamasi), sen benim manitama yaz. yani akil alir gibi diil, disari bi ciktim, sen 2 tanesi birden cullanmislar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108626709624341613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108626709624341613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108626709624341613' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108626116986231406</id><published>2004-06-03T14:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:12:49.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kralicem, bidenem, ben de isterim burdan sizlere hergun sesleniim, ama gunumuz kosullari altinda bu pek mumkun gorunmuyo. neden diye sorarsan, soyleyim. sordun mu? bak sor bi. ya sen bi sor. cunku bu is icin bir accessible bi internet baglantisi gerekiyo. accessible olmayan internet baglantisi nasi oluyo da oluyo bilmiyorum tabi ama oluyo bazen. iste o internet baglantisi benim icin her zaman </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108626116986231406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108626116986231406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108626116986231406' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108575357228124340</id><published>2004-05-28T17:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T17:20:51.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hava cok guzel ve ben cikip breminale festivaline gidiyorum, cok uzgunum bisey yazamicam. aslinda biseyler yazmak icin oturmustum ama bu sayfa acilir acilmaz icimdeki yazma hevesi yerini kalkip gitme isteine birakti, napalim siz de hergun hergun yazi mi istiyosunuz, su sayfayla idare edinhttp://www.breminale.deben gunesin tadini cikarmaya gidiyoruuuum holeey.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108575357228124340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108575357228124340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108575357228124340' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108564524373927709</id><published>2004-05-27T11:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T11:07:23.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>efet sevgili briseis, ben de elestirilerinize aynen katiliyorum, sen 40 yasina gel hala tas gibi ol, bizim gibi korpecik kizlarin aklina gir, maasallah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108564524373927709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108564524373927709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108564524373927709' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108540237988417501</id><published>2004-05-24T15:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:39:39.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>filmde en dogru mesaj polydora tarafindan veriliyo, soyle ki, 'brad pittle bi gece gecirme sansiniz olsa onu oldurmeyi mi yoksa onunla yatmayi mi dusunursunuz' sorusuna genc kiz dogru cevabi verip 1000 puani cebe indiriyo, turnayi gozunden vuruyo da denebilir buna argodaki tabiriyle..dogru cevap kesinlikle brad pitti oldurmek diil. soyleyim de, simdi polemik yaratirsiniz hic yoktan..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540237988417501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540237988417501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540237988417501' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108540194743262949</id><published>2004-05-24T15:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:32:27.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'brad pitt temali gorsel solen' diye gittiimiz troyda bonus olarak bi adet de 'eric bana temali gorsel solen' seyrettiimiz icin agzimizin sularini toplamakta hala gucluk cekiyoruz.. film elestirisine hic girmiyorum cunku benim yapicaam elestiri bu 2 kisi uzerinde odaklanacak ve bir film elestirisi olmaktan cikacaktir, hem zaten elestirilicek nesi var iste toplamislar butun civirlari biraraya, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540194743262949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540194743262949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540194743262949' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108540019421482752</id><published>2004-05-24T14:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:03:14.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>troyu almanca seyredip buyuk bi bolumunu anlamamin nedeni kesinlikle almancamin ilerlermis olmasi diildir, artik holivudda kahramanlik filmleri cekerken ayni kaliplari kullaniyor olmalaridir. demem o ki, butun o kahramanlik ve savas filmlerini al, misal braveheart, saving private ryan, the thin red line, iste ne biliim, we were soldiers falan, veya when trumpets fade, iste butun bunlar icin tek </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540019421482752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108540019421482752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540019421482752' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108480377625101190</id><published>2004-05-17T17:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T17:22:56.250+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ben mayisin 17sinde hala sokagina kazakla atkiyla ciktigim ulkeye ulke demem arkadas.. baska bi seydir o, boyle ne iduu belirsiz cenabet bi hulasa ortamidir, ulke diildir o.. gunes istereeeemmmm...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108480377625101190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108480377625101190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108480377625101190' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108479014140498685</id><published>2004-05-17T13:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T13:35:41.403+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>orovizyonun sonuna yetistim allahtan da bircirpida geciveren sarki ozetlerini gormeye nail oldum, ehehe xenayi mi cikarmislar ihoho derken xena 1. oldu. yunan cocuk sarkiyi soylerken soyunmus mu naaptim kacirdim orasini, ama cumbul cumbul meltem hanimin saci ve kiyafeti konusunda en guzel yorumu erika arkadasimiza birakiyorus: shit, she looks like an easter egg.. (bkz: hay agzini opiim)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108479014140498685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108479014140498685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108479014140498685' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108446170288615074</id><published>2004-05-13T17:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T18:27:13.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>link mink vermicen kardesim boylelerine, guzellikten anlamio bunnar, iyilik yaramio bak bi tesekkur ediolar mi, birak tesekkuru bi agzina etmedikleri kalio, ne insanliin kaliyo ne arkadasliin, efendim neymis 40 yillik arkadaslii bi linkle cope atmisim (ulan nasi yaziyorum yazar olsam ya ben, acin nesliyanin onunu) neyse ne diyoduk, yok iste benim dostluuma guven olmazmis, ben herkese doslarimin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108446170288615074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108446170288615074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108446170288615074' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108437542167261582</id><published>2004-05-12T18:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T18:23:41.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haftanin top 234 search wordleri.. arife tarif ne gerek diyor, siralamaya basliyoruz.1. turkce radyo (olabilir)2. ates bocegi (hic komik diil ne bu boyle)3. bekleyen dargin anilarim gibi (ben ne yazmisim acaba buna ait.. bi cinnet anima denk geldi heralde)4. tarik akan (50 yas ustu bayan okuyucu klasmani)5. susam sokagiya niye komik diil bunlar ben daha komik diye hatirliyodum alla allaaa..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108437542167261582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108437542167261582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108437542167261582' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108436085587319990</id><published>2004-05-12T14:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T14:20:55.873+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bulent hanimdan 'eller ayirsa bile' adli sarkiyi istiyoruz burdan sinifcak.. cok sikildik artik yeter..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108436085587319990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108436085587319990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436085587319990' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108434843235845811</id><published>2004-05-12T10:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T10:53:52.356+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kralicem de linklerin arasinda yerini almistir.. aslicim kralicemsin diye korkmana gerek yok, boga icgudulerim benliimi tamamen eline geciremedi.. ama hic belli olmaz..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108434843235845811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108434843235845811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108434843235845811' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108368081081814289</id><published>2004-05-04T17:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:29:33.950+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cizgi filmlerdeki kult deyislerin arasinda yerini almis olan 'iyi geceler sirin baba' repligi hepimizin bildii uzre butun sirinlerin gece mantar evlerine donerken veya lambalarini kapatirken sirin babalarina ithafen ettikleri bi soz obegidir. peki sirinler sirin babalarina 'iyi geceler sirin baba' derken sadece 'hayirli ruyalar sirin baba' veya 'allah rahatlik versin, kicin acikta kalmasin sirin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108368081081814289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108368081081814289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368081081814289' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108334198090819698</id><published>2004-04-30T19:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T19:22:48.030+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bi parcayi cikarmaya calisirken, parcanin buyuk kismindan hoslanmasam bile eer icinde cok cok severek caldiim bi bolum varsa, bu bolum ne kadar kucuk olursa olsun, mesela butun bir sonatin sadece 1 bari olsun (buyuk okyanusun yaninda marmara denizi gibi), sirf o bolumu harcamamak icin butun parcayi iyi calmaya calisiyorum.. tam oraya gelince de yanlis yapmamaliyim, koca parcayi sirf burasi icin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108334198090819698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108334198090819698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108334198090819698' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108331637127456402</id><published>2004-04-30T12:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T12:15:58.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ya burda da cip kullanan adamlarin hepsi cirkin.. cirkinden kasit ne bilmiyorum aslinda, yani kel ve gobekli diye kimsenin cirkin olcaani sanmiyorum, ama sanirim suratlarinda boyle bi 'ben herkesi ezerim cipim var benim istedigim kariyi kizi da gotururum ooeeh' ifadesi var ya da ben cok onyargiliyim bak o da olabilir ama yine de universal olarak boyle bi yasa mi var acaba, cip sahibi olmak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108331637127456402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108331637127456402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108331637127456402' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108305634782205130</id><published>2004-04-27T11:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T12:02:11.903+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bgun yine hayatimdan 2 sn.liine gecmekte olan insanlarin ustlerini baslarini duzeltme gunumdeyim.. bilmiyorum bu konuda benim gibi psikopata baglamis baskalari da var mi ama bazen beni tanimayan, tek hatalari tramvayda onumde oturmak, durakta benimle beraber beklemek veya sadece benim bulunduum mekanda bana yakin biyerlerde duruyo olmak olan insanlarin uzerlerindeki dokulmus saclara, </summary><link 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mutlu olmak (ama bi de yapilabilseler hemen ne kadar da sufer olcak yaani), sonra onlari dusunup dusunup icinden sarkilar soylemek ne gusel ne keyifli kubbede ne hos bi seda ki yeme de yaninda yat.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108237263914732336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108237263914732336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237263914732336' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108237230303728758</id><published>2004-04-19T13:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T14:02:31.030+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>karsinisdaki insanin tabiyetine gore belirtmenis gereken bulusma saatleri asagidaki gibidir, aksam 8de bulusucaanizi dusunelim: (aciklayamadim biliyorum, yani diyelim aksam 8de bi herifle bulusucaksinis - ya da bi kadin iste farketmez - 8de bulusmak istiyosaniz adamin uyruguna gore bulusma saati verceksiniz ki 3 saat onu beklemeyin, hem o da sizi beklemesin, ne sis yansin ne kebap vs vs)alman (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108237230303728758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108237230303728758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237230303728758' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108203494563804395</id><published>2004-04-15T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:18:38.840+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>artik hayati akisina birakmaktan vazgecip ipleri elime almaya basliyorum.. yarin basliyorum..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108203494563804395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108203494563804395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203494563804395' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108195241292594875</id><published>2004-04-14T17:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T17:23:04.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ben acaba ne zaman hayatimda yapmak istediklerimi (ve bigun muhakkak yapicaami dusunduum seyleri) ertelemekten vazgecip eyleme dokmeye ve bunu icin bitakim cesur kararlar almaya basliycam.. ya da olmak istemediim seylerin icinden en olmak istediim veya olmaktan en sikilmiycaam seyin ne olduuna karar verip onu mu olcam.. galba oyle olcak.. korkarim...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108195241292594875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108195241292594875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108195241292594875' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108195060070747799</id><published>2004-04-14T16:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T16:53:21.873+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aylar suren cabalarimin sonunda goruntusu olan ama sesi cikmayan bi televizyonum var.. butun receiverlari denedikten ve televizyona uyanini bulduktan sonra televizyonun sesinin cikmadigini farketmek once cok koydu, hala da dusununce icimi bi burukluk kaplamiyo diil.. ben de eurosportu aciyorum sessiz sessiz, laptoptan da dayiyorum muzii, bar ortami yapiyorum kendime.. sabahlari da mtv veya viva </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108195060070747799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108195060070747799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108195060070747799' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108185445526277806</id><published>2004-04-13T14:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T14:10:25.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hayatima burda giren (ve girdii gibi derhal cikmasini istediim) yeni turkceden beynimi yemekte olan bikac ornei paylasiim bari: "biliyon mu" zaten bi klasik. bu klasmandaki zirveyi de kimseye kaptiricakmis gibi gorunmuyo. ama bi o kadar muhtesem baska deyisler de var, mesela "dersten caymak".. cumle icinde kullanalim; "bugun okulda cok siklidim, dersten caydim". veya bu mobilyanin ahsabi farkli </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108185445526277806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108185445526277806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108185445526277806' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108178688264013419</id><published>2004-04-12T19:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T19:24:11.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sanirim cevre muh olarak sahip olamadiim butun is imkanlarini burda ekoloji masteri yaparak sonsuza kadar kaybetmis bulunuyorum</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108178688264013419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108178688264013419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178688264013419' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108153275009551642</id><published>2004-04-09T20:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T20:48:35.840+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bildiiniz gibi, yani biliyosunuzdur heralde yuh artik, the cardigans diye hafif anoreksik ama bi o kadar da leziz bi grup var yani lezizlii siz degere sayan okuyuculara kalmis tabi de ben sizin ne dusunuduunuzu pek takmiyorum bilmem annatabiliyo muyum, neyse, simdi bu grubun bi de zamaninda listelerde ziplamis, benim listemde hala da ziplamakta olan bi sarkisi var love fool diye, ben bu sarkiyi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108153275009551642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108153275009551642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153275009551642' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108153194635031782</id><published>2004-04-09T20:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T20:35:12.263+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yataa yatip yorganin altinda bi top halini alip uyumak istegi hic bu kadar bastirmamisti.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108153194635031782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108153194635031782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153194635031782' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108144586797176377</id><published>2004-04-08T20:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:40:32.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beni 180 derecede isitilmis pelte kivamina getirebilen sarki listesi...where the streets  have no name - u2angel - sarah mclachlanelectrical storm - u2ice cream - sarah mclachlanadia - sarah mclachlanthat i would be good - alanis morissetteyou learn - alanis morissettenatural woman -  aretha franklinmarried with children - oasisiris - goo goo dollssimdi bunu okuyan elestirel arkadaslar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144586797176377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144586797176377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144586797176377' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108144477023729729</id><published>2004-04-08T20:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:22:15.326+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>burdaki hava durumu biliyorum pek bi tarafinizda diil, siz orda gunesin altinda gezin bogaza gidin asmalimescite gidin, sabah yenikoye gidin sucuklu tost yiyin pottakal suyu icin adacayi icin sonra gidin cengelkoyde su boree yiyin, aksam olsun cicee gidin ooohh rakinizi icin, midye dolmanizi yiyin, tunele gidin simdi orda avlu da acilmistir iyice ammmaaaan kahvenizi icin bol sekerli, arkadan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144477023729729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144477023729729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144477023729729' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108144442197708157</id><published>2004-04-08T20:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:16:27.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hava burda gunesli.. yok yok yagmurlu.. ay yok pardon simdi yine gunesli.. ayyy yine yagmur basladi.. yok pardon gune.. yok ya yine yagmur.. mictiimin kuzey alman havasi..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144442197708157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108144442197708157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144442197708157' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108081834982112926</id><published>2004-04-01T14:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T14:30:02.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bunun disinda bi de dun havanin bize kiyak cektigi bi gundu, hatta isin bokunu da cikarmadi diil, yani o kadar gunesli ve nerdeyse sicakti ki noolduumuzu sasirdik noolduk biz dedik.. coralie'yle eve donuyoduk boyle yine 3465 saat suren bi elektrink davasindan (coralie flatmate durumundan kocam oluyo), zaten kac haftadir mihtarliktan kaydimizi aldirdik, elektriimizi actirdik, yani acikti da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108081834982112926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108081834982112926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108081834982112926' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108080917192570080</id><published>2004-04-01T11:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T11:48:49.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simdi bi kere sunu soyliim, ben burda bi gun oncesinden bahsediyorum, siz aptalsiniz anlamamisinizdir belki onun icin seediyorum yannis anlamayin, yani ben buraya sunu yaptim bunu yaptim sunu su sekilde oldurmek istiyorum falan derken bi gun oncesini anlatiyorum cunku evimde gerekli ekipmanim yok, iste bunlar neler, bi telefon hatti mesela ve de internet.. bu durum birinin hayatini onemli olcude </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108080917192570080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108080917192570080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108080917192570080' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108074117238371622</id><published>2004-03-31T16:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T16:55:54.326+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>size alt katta oturan yasli bakireden (deu: alte Jungfrau, eng: old virgin, bir diger turk: menopoz teyze) bahsettiimi hatirlamiyorum, bahsetmemisimdir heralde cunku aslinda buraya yazicak kadar degerli bisey diil, yani yer isgal etcek bosu bosuna, bi de ben yazarken butun bize yaptiklarini tekrar hatirliycam, her gun kapiyi calip birinde 10dan sonra dus almamizi istemedigini, birinde eve her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108074117238371622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108074117238371622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108074117238371622' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108064349064845416</id><published>2004-03-30T13:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T13:47:26.200+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bi cizgi dusun.. dogru olmasin orasindan burasindan cekistirilmis olsun.. orasindan burasindan cekistirildigi icin enteresan da olsun.. gidip gorun.. sagda.. yeni geldi firindan sicak sicak..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108064349064845416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108064349064845416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108064349064845416' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108057007194071687</id><published>2004-03-29T17:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:23:46.903+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>essay submit etmek her ne kadar cok mal bi eylem olsa da insani oldukca mutlu edebiliyo.. bi de herr havzindibayni hocabeyin her copy-paste yapisimda kulaklarimda cinlayan "don't copy and paste, we'll find it out" diyisi olmasa cift kaymakli ekmek kadayifi olcak.. yanniz essayi yazarken "find out etcekmis, fuck my a**, find this out" nidalariyla yaptigim kopi peystler simdi simdi icime oturmaya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108057007194071687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108057007194071687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108057007194071687' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108022319669380486</id><published>2004-03-25T15:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T16:02:27.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kendime surekli ruh halimin hava durumuna gore deismemesi gerektiini, kapaliyken mutsuz gunesliyken mutlu olmamin aslinda hic dogru olmadiini, depresyondan beni gunesin diil kendi ic mutlulugumun cikarmasi gerektiini anlatmaya calissam da, bugun perdeyi acip gunesin iceri dolmasiyla depresyonlarin kralindan yine bi anda ciktim ve 2 gundur ilk defa aclik hissettim! demek gunes hic gitmese ben hic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108022319669380486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108022319669380486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108022319669380486' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108012983951551095</id><published>2004-03-24T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T14:06:29.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eve internet aldigim anda basliycaam yazi dizisini siz degere shayan okuyucularima mujdelemek istiyorum.. pek yakinda.. bayinizden israrla isteyiniz..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012983951551095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012983951551095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108012983951551095' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108012966283596038</id><published>2004-03-24T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T14:03:32.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ya aslinda evde esya olmamasi problem diil dusunursek.. minimalist takiliyorum.. gerci minimalligin bokunu da cikartmiyo diilim, ulan bi tane yatak 3 tane valiz yeter mi bi odaya be ne minimalizmi, esyan yok iste sok kafana salak kus.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012966283596038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012966283596038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108012966283596038' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-108012949557802375</id><published>2004-03-24T13:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T14:00:45.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bunalimlarin kralini yasamama ceyrek var..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012949557802375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/108012949557802375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108012949557802375' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107995558372627513</id><published>2004-03-22T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T13:42:11.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeni eve tasinan herkesi bi sikinti basar mi bilmiyorum ama ben her yeni eve tasindiimda bunalimlarin devini yasiyorum bak yine 2 gundur bunal bunal bi haldeyim, karabasanlar goruyorum, basiyolar yani annatabiliyo muyum, yemek yiyemiyorum, odanin bos bos haline bakiiiip kaliyorum. bi de dusunursek ben onumuzdeki 1.5 sene boyunca ordaaan oraya tasinicam.. ay yok dusunmeyelim.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107995558372627513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107995558372627513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995558372627513' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107962557161089006</id><published>2004-03-18T17:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T18:01:55.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gisganirim seni beeaan, gisganirim galbimdeaan, bu nassi ask allaahim, oleceuueim derdimdeeeaaaan.. gisganmayinis.. gisgananlar catlasin.. kendisi pek sevdiimis kadim bi dostumusdur, siz de seviniss..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107962557161089006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107962557161089006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107962557161089006' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107953358342762972</id><published>2004-03-17T16:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:28:46.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simdi tabi cok haklisiniz sayin kime-ne hanim, doktora falan filan diye annatmiyorum ama benim doktora fikrim ertesi gun kalktiimda yok ben calisicam para kazanicama donuyo, obur sabah kalktiimda evlenicem hemen cocuk bakcama donuyo, bi sondaki gun kalktiimda bu okulu birakicam kafe acicam kafe isletceme donuyo, bi sonraki gune kalmadan daha o aksam kafe acmiycam sarkici olucama donuyo, hemen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107953358342762972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107953358342762972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107953358342762972' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107937986524681108</id><published>2004-03-15T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T21:51:09.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bugun bi cok sey yaptiysam da bunlardan sadece 2si geleceimle ilgili onemli bulgular icermekteydi. belki digerleri de geleceimle ilgili onemli bulgular iceriyodur ama ben farketmedim ama tabii ilerde doguracaklari sonuclar da en az digerleri kadar onemli olabilir. ne dedim ben?neyse efenim, simdi bu 2 olaydan 1.si sudur; ben cok yiyorum. neticesinde de kilo aliyorum. bunda garipsenecek bi durum</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107937986524681108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107937986524681108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107937986524681108' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107926181076880324</id><published>2004-03-14T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T12:59:10.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yuppi ki ne yuppi sayin blogcular, artik gozleriniz daha bi senlenicek, zamanlariniz daha bi beyhude gecicek, zozom da burda artik oleey, hemen saga bak, aynaaynasoylebanadiyebaslayanuzunlink'e tikla git gor, inciluz edebiyati insani napiyo, neler anlattiriyo bi git bak hemen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107926181076880324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107926181076880324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107926181076880324' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107908645251904317</id><published>2004-03-12T12:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T12:25:31.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ya bu arada bazi arkadaslar burayi bi eglence, temasa ortami, kendilerine yeni yeni helecenlar yaratacak bi santorini adasi olarak gorduklerini kaydettiler, yeni heyecanlar aradiklarini ve buradan da ilham almak istediklerini belirttiler, kendilerini buradan esefle kiniyorum, burasi ciddi bi arenadir, teessuf ederim, cok rica ederim yani lutfen burayi gayriciddi bi brezilya sahili olarak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908645251904317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908645251904317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107908645251904317' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107908616092115059</id><published>2004-03-12T12:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T12:11:38.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>karakterler: kadin ve erkek (yok yok mikadonun copleri diil, baska bisey bu simdi, daha farkli, birazcik da yuzeysel)kadikoydeki minibus duragi.. kadikoy-pendik minibuslerinden bi tanesinin onunde beklenmekte..erkek - (filmin sonunda anlasilicak dusunce balonu: olm kiza bak, dur ayak ustu yaziim) eeeoo, meraba, ee bu minibus goztepeden geciyo mu?kadin - hi hi, geciyo (dusunce balonu: ulan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908616092115059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908616092115059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107908616092115059' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107908391630906045</id><published>2004-03-12T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T11:34:13.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bugun hava kac derece bilmiyorum ama "hissedilen" sicaklik korkarim -345943857°.. donuyorum.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908391630906045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107908391630906045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107908391630906045' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107874556574093731</id><published>2004-03-08T13:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:34:59.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hemen 3 kafali 6 bacakli kurbaayi gorun. http://www.ntvmsnbc.com/news/260286.asp</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107874556574093731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107874556574093731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874556574093731' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107874450215384076</id><published>2004-03-08T13:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:17:16.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simdi bu cok sayida konugun katildigi ve cok sayida seyircinin olay mahaline telefonla sizdigi programlarda, mesela zuygur kardeslerden enbimuhtesempazardahaguzeliolamazyokartik pazar programi, ozellikle telefonla birileri aradigi zaman bi kaos yasaniyo. 1 saniyede yaklasik 25466 kez alo deniyo cunku herkes ayni anda alo dedigi ve zaten ortamda 35 kisi bulundugu icin kimse birbirini duymuyo ve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107874450215384076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107874450215384076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874450215384076' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107858989672127984</id><published>2004-03-06T18:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T18:20:28.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hakkimdaki bi gercegi daha ogrenmis bulunuyorum, soyle ki, ben kucukken, bayaa kucukken boyle 4-5 falan, futbol maci seyrederken benim tuttuum renkteki bi futbolcuya top geldii zaman "vur vur vur vur vur vur" diye baarmaya basliyomusum, ama bunu 2 durumda yapiyomusum en cok, bi benim tutmadigim renkteki futbolcu tuttuum renkteki futbolcularin kalesine dogru giderken (onu anliyo muymusum, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107858989672127984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107858989672127984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858989672127984' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107858102089837504</id><published>2004-03-06T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T15:52:32.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sarhos olmak diil de, cakirkeyif olmak cok iyi bisey, yanniz ben kendimi bi konuda tebrik etmek istiyorum, soyle ki, cakirkeyifken sarhos etcek meblayi icmek cok kolay, zaten olmusun yeterince, sisenin dibini gor di mi, yok ben oyle yapmiyorum, o noktada super tutuyorum kendimi, sarhos olmadan yani ama yeterince cakirkeyif olcak kadar, cok super oluyo ama dedigim gibi sarhossskd  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107858102089837504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107858102089837504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unconscious-ness.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858102089837504' title=''/><author><name>neslihan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15912518752537652955</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-5557483.post-107841443980089471</id><published>2004-03-04T17:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:36:09.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sinech bende var, lock stocku istiyorum mumkunse. nasi yapsak da yapsak?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107841443980089471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557483/posts/default/107841443980089471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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