<?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-5445741529835865819</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:13:19.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un po' Hamburg(er) un po' lardo di Colonnaden</title><subtitle type='html'>Una napoletana ad Hamburg, tirocinante in via Colonnaden, infreddolita e divertita</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-3069596659828649248</id><published>2008-12-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:33:43.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>Sono a Londra a studiare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madò vorrei poter ricordarmi di scrivere un po' su questo blog ma non ci riesco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sa che tra poco lo chiudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-3069596659828649248?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/3069596659828649248/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=3069596659828649248' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/3069596659828649248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/3069596659828649248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/12/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-6754109436863189013</id><published>2008-07-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:18.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not really sure what it is inside those things  but my colleague Andy wants me to taste one.&lt;br /&gt;They might cheer me up, this work is so boring!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, for those who did not recognise them, these are "Turkish Delight".&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of the sweetest candies in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And at 15.00 I am gonna get some. Brrr(itish weird taste)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SIciuEZVPaI/AAAAAAAAADo/xeW-QsJgF2s/s1600-h/800px-Turkish_Delight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SIciuEZVPaI/AAAAAAAAADo/xeW-QsJgF2s/s400/800px-Turkish_Delight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226184067436068258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I don't like them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-6754109436863189013?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/6754109436863189013/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=6754109436863189013' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6754109436863189013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6754109436863189013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-are-coming.html' title='They are coming...'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SIciuEZVPaI/AAAAAAAAADo/xeW-QsJgF2s/s72-c/800px-Turkish_Delight.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-6099786486767457900</id><published>2008-06-02T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:28:13.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sole!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;C'è tanto sole qui ad Hamburg, finalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Passando, mi godo la bella vista prima di andare a lavoro.&lt;br /&gt;L'Alster, il lago-fiume della città, è una favola ed io non me ne andrei mai da qui.&lt;br /&gt;Almeno per ora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, if everything works out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______, baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-6099786486767457900?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/6099786486767457900/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=6099786486767457900' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6099786486767457900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6099786486767457900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/06/sole.html' title='Sole!'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-4488164589901245198</id><published>2008-05-21T01:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:18.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Non scrivo qui da un bel po'! Poi mi rifaccio... ora devo intervallare le mie conversazioni con Juan col lavoro... -.- Intanto, ecco qui la spiaggia di Hamburg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SDPY2ru7pUI/AAAAAAAAADg/b-pkX8kMf2w/s1600-h/playas+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SDPY2ru7pUI/AAAAAAAAADg/b-pkX8kMf2w/s400/playas+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202740428507161922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-4488164589901245198?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/4488164589901245198/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=4488164589901245198' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/4488164589901245198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/4488164589901245198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/05/strand-perle.html' title='Strand'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SDPY2ru7pUI/AAAAAAAAADg/b-pkX8kMf2w/s72-c/playas+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-933942409737045256</id><published>2008-04-28T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:18.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike-Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabato mattina io e Chris abbiamo fatto un giro in bicicletta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due ore. Da casa nostra fino in centro, sull'Alster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' stato davvero interessante, il tempo era buono e la natura nel pieno delle sue forze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYobkw-iOI/AAAAAAAAADA/9N_s1EMaO44/s1600-h/CIMG7063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYobkw-iOI/AAAAAAAAADA/9N_s1EMaO44/s400/CIMG7063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194383674409126114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-933942409737045256?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/933942409737045256/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=933942409737045256' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/933942409737045256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/933942409737045256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/04/juan.html' title='Bike-Trip'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYobkw-iOI/AAAAAAAAADA/9N_s1EMaO44/s72-c/CIMG7063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8615055138219010725</id><published>2008-04-25T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:30:57.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die lange Nacht der Museen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabato dalle 18 alle 2 di notte e per tutta la giornata di domenica, qui ad Hamburg, c'è "la lunga notte dei musei". Con soli 12 euro è possibile visitare tutti i musei e gallerie della città con un biglietto speciale che include anche i trasporti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa città è molto molto viva culturalmente e non solo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8615055138219010725?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8615055138219010725/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8615055138219010725' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8615055138219010725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8615055138219010725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/04/die-lange-nacht-der-museen.html' title='Die lange Nacht der Museen'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-6168863123612791051</id><published>2008-04-21T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:18.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settimana a Napoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sono stata a Napoli una settimana, con me Chris e la sorella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sightseeing della città, genitori, pizza, Prof dell'università, amici, bella Napoli e bancarelle ai lati della strada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi mancava il kasino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi dal kasino alla regular Deutschland. Il volo di ritorno ci ha portati tutti e tre a Frankfurt. Da lì a Zwingelberg, dove vivono gli zii di Chris che ci hanno ospitato per una notte.&lt;br /&gt;Un paesino di montagna, con casette romantiche e panetterie profumate.&lt;br /&gt;Un ristorante di cucina tipica tedesca, tra flammkuchen e schnitzel, una specie di piadina condita con panna e prosciutto e la tipica cotoletta tedesca con una cascata di formaggio sciolto e filante su. Una bomba. Anzi due.&lt;br /&gt;E infine, l'immancabile apfelweine, vino fatto con le mele, tipico di questa zona della Germania. Buono buono buono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ora... ora sono back in Hamburg.&lt;br /&gt;Stamattina mi si gelavano le mani, più tardi il tempo è poi migliorato e mangiare il mio sandwich sull'Alster, col sole e il vento tra i capelli, non è stato male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le vacanze sono sempre difficili da digerire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soprattutto quando si tratta di lasagne, pizza, parmigiana di melanzane, insalate e cuori di carciofo fritti come solo mammà sape fa'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E poi, stavolta, questa sensazione amarognola in bocca di vedere il Nano back on the stage (ci è mai sceso?) ha rovinato ogni buon pranzetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vabè.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In foto una bella casetta a Zwiegelberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYto0w-iQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/I3ju4BLJiPs/s1600-h/CIMG7012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYto0w-iQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/I3ju4BLJiPs/s400/CIMG7012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194389399600531714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-6168863123612791051?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/6168863123612791051/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=6168863123612791051' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6168863123612791051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6168863123612791051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/04/settimana-napoli.html' title='Settimana a Napoli'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/SBYto0w-iQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/I3ju4BLJiPs/s72-c/CIMG7012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-5616819106731224750</id><published>2008-03-27T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:31:15.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La busta paga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Il mio primo salario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi ho ricevuto la prima busta paga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che sensazione!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-5616819106731224750?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/5616819106731224750/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=5616819106731224750' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5616819106731224750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5616819106731224750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-busta-paga.html' title='La busta paga'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-1132140819159231931</id><published>2008-03-25T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Pasqua, in Deutschland il coniglietto porta le uova (Osterei) ai bambini e le nasconde in giardino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dato che io ora sono una cittadina della Freie und Hansestadt Hamburg, domenica, il coniglietto le uova le ha portate anche a me. Con molto gaudio e superando diversi ostacoli giardineschi, alla fine le ho trovate.&lt;br /&gt;Mi piace come i tedeschi celebrano le feste, non so spiegarlo ma, a loro modo, sono armoniosi e fantasiosi. Niente casatiello nè pastiera. Niente ramoscello di ulivo con discorso del capofamiglia e seguente benedizione con l'acqua santa. Niente uovo Kinder per la gioia dei bimbi e della Ferrero. Ci provano con l'agnello e, vabè, si sa che non riesce come mammà. Però sono di cuore, ti sanno volere bene e si sanno far volere bene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frohe Ostern! Buona Pasqua! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intanto nevica alla grande.&lt;br /&gt;Stamattina mi sono svegliata, ho guardato alla finestra e c'era neve tutto intorno. Per me che non ho mai visto la neve (eh, non ci crederete... ma l'ho vista per la prima volta solo un annetto fa, quando biancheggiava debolmente sulla collina della University of Bath) è stato divertente.&lt;br /&gt;Palle di neve alle 7.30 prima di andare al lavoro.&lt;br /&gt;Peccato si sia sciolta quasi ovunque, ci sono "appena" 2°C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R-qOJJZSzDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wTi1LiEsetM/s1600-h/CIMG6727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R-qOJJZSzDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wTi1LiEsetM/s400/CIMG6727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182110609035152434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-1132140819159231931?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/1132140819159231931/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=1132140819159231931' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1132140819159231931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1132140819159231931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/schnee.html' title='Schnee'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R-qOJJZSzDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wTi1LiEsetM/s72-c/CIMG6727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8630518659220750855</id><published>2008-03-20T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:31:30.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'arrivo della primavera ad Hamburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Snow.&lt;br /&gt;Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;Sun and snow.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Snow.&lt;br /&gt;Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Wind.&lt;br /&gt;Snow.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrr!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8630518659220750855?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8630518659220750855/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8630518659220750855' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8630518659220750855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8630518659220750855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/larrivo-della-primavera-ad-hamburg.html' title='L&apos;arrivo della primavera ad Hamburg'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-7051384675771546525</id><published>2008-03-15T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:32:13.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fa fridd'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My sweetheart è tornato dalle vacanze sciistiche e stasera andiamo tutti a casa di Maria, una dei miei amici spagnoli, sai che spasso! Se non fosse per tutte queste belle cose going on, mi deprimerei a causa del tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pioggia, ultimamente il vento, il freddo-freddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando arriverà mai la primavera in Germania?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-7051384675771546525?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/7051384675771546525/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=7051384675771546525' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/7051384675771546525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/7051384675771546525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/fa-fridd.html' title='Fa fridd&apos;!'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-5700707300425087002</id><published>2008-03-10T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:32:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oggi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lavoro mi sono divertita e stancata, management of contents, il cavolo... 8 ore davanti al pc, grrr! Ho intenzione di portare gli occhiali con 3-4 gradi in più rispetto alla mia vista (che pure è buona) così che i gradi che dovrei perdere li perdono gli occhiali e non me. Poi alla fine dell'internship li butto, tanto sono rotti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vabè, dopotutto è stata una bella giornata. Il mio sandwich era delicious e la cena altrettanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa vita un po' routinaria un po' erasmussiana un po' amburghese un po' pizza e malincunì... comincia a piacermi un sacco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi ricorda un anno fa, in pieno Erasmus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vabè, mo sbareo un po' sennò mi melancolizzo melancolicamente.&lt;br /&gt;E Chris non sta nemmeno qua a rimembrar con me quel che fu l'anno più bello della mia vita. Finora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-5700707300425087002?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/5700707300425087002/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=5700707300425087002' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5700707300425087002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5700707300425087002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/oggi.html' title='Oggi'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-91077196319006422</id><published>2008-03-09T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:32:26.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berlin, Napoli ed Hamburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Non scrivo qui su da un bel po' e penso sia arrivato il momento di farlo.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è domenica, sono ad Hamburg e il tempo non è un granchè, il cielo una tavola di nuvole grigie.&lt;br /&gt;Ho finalmente cominciato il mio internship qui e devo dire che mi piace parecchio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Febbraio è stato, come gennaio, un mese all'insegna del relax, il girovagare e il lamentarsi perchè ne avevo abbastanza del relax e del girovagare. Chris doveva studiare ed io ero sola in una città dove ognuno fa "tzvatzva" quando parla (e a me quei suoni risultavano e risultano, sebbene ora un po' meno, criptici). Però dopotutto mi è piaciuto: ho imparato la città, ho imparato la metro, ho imparato le più disparate parole, ho fatto lezioni di tedesco, ho letto libri, ho cucinato italiano, ho visitato posti, sono stata ad un concerto e a diversi party. Insomma, niente male!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In più, io e Chris avevamo deciso di andare a Napoli per una settimana o poco più. Dovendo prendere l'aereo da Berlino (l'unico cheap in quel momento) il 23, siamo partiti il 22 diretti nella capitale con il mitfahrgelegenheit.&lt;br /&gt;In poche parole (non composte, don't worry), il mitfahrgelegenheit significa viaggiare in auto dividendo le spese con una o più altre persone: ci sono diversi web-site tedeschi che permettono ai propri utenti di inserire annunci del tipo "Ciao, vado a Berlino il 22 febbraio con la mia auto, ho quattro posti liberi, prezzo 10 euro". Bene, noi ne abbiamo trovato uno che faceva al caso nostro e, dopo una serie di discorsi di Chris miranti a rassicurarmi che questa gente non è freak e non mi ucciderà nel sedile posteriore dell'auto e dopo una serie di scongiuri napoletani appositamente fatti da me e dallo stesso Chris che pure deve imparare certe cose, ci siamo decisi e siamo partiti. 10 euro, fair enough. I treni qui costano tantissimo e i tedeschi ripiegano spesso su cose come queste. Non credo lo farei mai in Italia, non che la percentuale di pazzia e delinquenza sia più altra da noi... ma non so, non mi ispirerebbe sicurezza la cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad ogni modo, siamo stati una giornata intera a Berlino. Abbiamo camminato tantissimo, dapprima nella parte est della città: un cantiere perenne, pieno di edifici dall'aspetto imperiale e mastodontico, in costruzione o restauro, che fanno della città quella figura imponente e di "largo respiro" che immaginiamo quando pensiamo alla capitale di un paese "civilizzato".&lt;br /&gt;Nel tardo pomeriggio abbiamo invece visitato la parte ovest della città, grazie alla guida di una nostra amica berlinese, conosciuta in Erasmus, che ci ha fatto un po' da ciceronessa fino a sera: negozi, luci, cartelloni pubblicitari, negozi H&amp;amp;M (nota catena di abbigliamento svedese in gran voga) ogni 100 metri e il KaDeWe, costosissimo centro commerciale in stile Harrod's, Kaufhof De West, "il centro commerciale dell'ovest". E l'est?! A pensarci, sembra quasi dividere la città in due: da un lato l'est con i palazzoni della burocrazia lenta e noiosa, dall'altro l'ovest con queste strade enormi e veloci che pulsano di gente che lotta tra portafogli e "Comprami-comprami!"" sfrenatissimo.&lt;br /&gt;La mia stessa amica mi ha detto "Il muro sta ancora nella testa".&lt;br /&gt;E nelle tasche, mi sa pure. E tra la gente, mi sa pure. A vederci bene, la differenza tra est ed ovest della Germania si nota ancora, e non solo a Berlino. Piccoli, minuti particolari che tradiscono i tentativi di chi dice che "Ossis" e "Wessis" siano roba vecchia. La "ostalghia-nostalghia" degli Ossis, mista ad una visione dell'altro come arrogante e maestrino, esiste ancora, così come esiste ancora una certa visione, da parte dell'ovest, che ritrae quelli dell'est come un po' troppo assistenzialisti, lamentosi e un po' meno... "moderni". Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sera siamo poi stati a casa di altri amici per qualche oretta, successivamente abbiamo preso la metro direzione Schoenefeld Flughafen. Abbiamo dormito sui divani di un caffè, tutti lì a ronzare, povera cameriera. Check-in e volo, dormita profonda nonostante perturbazione piuttosto turbolenta e arrivo a Napoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sole, o mare, a pizza, o mandulino. E a munnezz. E vabè, mi è davvero dispiaciuto che Chris abbia dovuto vedere queste cose, ma questo è davvero il male minore. Tra l'altro, in Germania se n'è parlato tantissimo nei giorni della putrefazione dilaniante di un intero quartiere e più di Napoli. E tutti i tedeschi, che da anni riciclano e hanno il compost organico nel proprio giardino, a chiedermi "Cosa succede? Perchè non fate la raccolta differenziata?". Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverthless, la settimana a Napoli è stata bellissima. I miei genitori sono così carini, abbiamo passato tempo insieme, abbiamo cucinato, siamo usciti. I miei amici sono fantastici, ci siamo divertiti tantissimo tra party e kavolate varie. Ermanno era contento di poter parlare in inglese con noi ed io ero contenta che ci fosse almeno uno dei miei amici che potesse parlare fluentemente inglese! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi il 2 marzo siamo ripartiti e il 3 ho cominciato a lavorare. Il posto è bellissimo, Colonnaden, una delle strade più belle (e ricche) di Hamburg. Gli uffici hanno uno stile essenziale e moderno. Ho una mia scrivania con computer e telefono! Abbiamo una cucina e un sacco di cose a nostra disposizione, dal caffè al microonde. Nella stanza con me ci sono, per ora, altre quattro persone: un ragazzo spagnolo, due ragazze spagnole e una ragazza inglese. Negli altri ci sono un italiano, un inglese, un francese, tre olandesi e un numero disparato di tedeschi (e non è l'inizio di una barzelletta!). L'ambiente è giovanissimo (abbiamo scoperto che uno dei miei due boss ha solo 25 anni!) e internazionale: si parla sempre inglese misto a tante altre lingue, in una confusione che è una sinfonia per le mie orecchie.&lt;br /&gt;Sto imparando anche un po' di spagnolo, a furia di averli vicino a me con quel loro accento divertente, a tratti snervante. Facciamo lunch-break tutti insieme, passeggiamo per Colonnaden e lungo l'Alster (il lago-fiume), nella zona più affascinante della città!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris intanto è partito per andare a sciare e così sarò sola fino a sabato prossimo. Questo weekend sono così uscita con i miei colleghi a Sternschanze e on the Kiez. Il primo quartiere studentesco pieno di locali e negozi strani. Il secondo, la Reeperbahn, è una via lunga un kilometro che, insieme ad altre vie laterali, costituisce la party-scene nonchè il Rotlicht District (il distretto a luci rosse) della città. Quando un anno vidi questo posto per la prima volta pensai che era un posto da pazzi ma che aveva un potenziale di attrazione enorme: la gente per strada, bar, baretti, locali, localini, musica dal vivo, discoteche, il tutto mixed tra stripclub e sexy-shop. Detta così sembra il quartiere della perdizione e perversione ma non è così. Ci sono posti strani, certo, ma per lo più c'è un sacco di gente, studenti e stranieri che fanno party all night long tra un posto e l'altro! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi mi riposo, domani una nuova settimana comincia.&lt;br /&gt;Sveglia alle 7. Bus alle 7.45. Metro alle 7.48. Arrivo al lavoro alle 8.25. Accensione del computer e via! Break verso l'1. Uscita alle 17. Più o meno, con qualche variazione, così si prospetta quest'altra settimana... e altre ancora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und ich mag das!&lt;br /&gt;And I like that!&lt;br /&gt;E a me piace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-91077196319006422?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/91077196319006422/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=91077196319006422' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/91077196319006422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/91077196319006422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/03/allora.html' title='Berlin, Napoli ed Hamburg'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-976222319872948073</id><published>2008-01-20T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:32:40.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Insomma siamo nel 2008 e gennaio è quasi finito.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma mi sono laureata un mesetto fa.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma sono tornata a Napoli per due settimane.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma comincio il mio internship ad Hamburg a marzo.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma sto imparando il tedesco.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma è domenica.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma a me non piace la domenica, vedremo.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma voglio vedere le altre stagioni di 24.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma Jack Bauer è proprio un eroe.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma devo vedere come va a finire 1984 di Orwell.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma quel libro sembra così reale.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma vorrei fare un po' di jogging.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-976222319872948073?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/976222319872948073/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=976222319872948073' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/976222319872948073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/976222319872948073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/01/insomma.html' title='Insomma'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-1955238293182431957</id><published>2008-01-06T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:33:13.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich lerne Deutsche.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ich lerne&lt;br /&gt;du lernst&lt;br /&gt;er/sie/es lernt&lt;br /&gt;wie lernen&lt;br /&gt;ihr lernt&lt;br /&gt;sie lernen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a lot of fun! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-1955238293182431957?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/1955238293182431957/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=1955238293182431957' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1955238293182431957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1955238293182431957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2008/01/ich-lerne-deutsche.html' title='Ich lerne Deutsche.'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8269332070182080352</id><published>2007-12-30T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T09:09:31.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm</title><content type='html'>Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Già tanta Germania e tanto tedesco per me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8269332070182080352?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8269332070182080352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8269332070182080352' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8269332070182080352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8269332070182080352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/uhm.html' title='Uhm'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-6430042178248868338</id><published>2007-12-29T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T04:49:33.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Move n°2</title><content type='html'>I gotta move to Hamburg today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got memories of my pre-erasmus big night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Move n°2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-6430042178248868338?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/6430042178248868338/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=6430042178248868338' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6430042178248868338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6430042178248868338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-move-n2.html' title='Big Move n°2'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-3630099293266669138</id><published>2007-12-23T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:33:23.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And that's mostly thanks to my sweetheart and my nice parents. Seriously all this shopping and stuff... how is that supposed to be Christmas? Is it just about that?! Ya, I know... usual arguments but this is still true, true as hell. Meanwhile mountains of crap (literaly crap) get on my way when I walk along the street, the weather got crazy because of the little concern about the global warming, always more people don't get to eat and someone still swims untouched into a golden giant circle which is called power.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pessimistic but the opposite, I ensure.&lt;br /&gt;I just look at things from a certain point of view and many thousand others, always with a great love for what is around me and in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's in the name of that Love that I wish everyone a great Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auguri, olè.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-3630099293266669138?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/3630099293266669138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=3630099293266669138' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/3630099293266669138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/3630099293266669138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-7746743635650954986</id><published>2007-12-20T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:33:29.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Insomma, sono laureata.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, la mattina mi sveglio e penso che ho chiuso con l'università.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i corsi.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i libri fotocopiati.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i quaderni ad anelli.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con gli evidenziatori gialli, rosa e verdi.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con la fila in segreteria studenti.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con la pizza di 1 euro a pranzo.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con l'attesa all'esame.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con le domande interessate a lezione.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con il pullman della sita delle 7.40.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i nonni e nonne della facoltà.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i distributori di schifezze.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con i crediti formativi.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con il kasino a lezione col mio grande amico.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con le date degli esami.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso il libretto.&lt;br /&gt;Ho chiuso con le scale universitarie su e giù.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' stato bellissimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-7746743635650954986?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/7746743635650954986/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=7746743635650954986' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/7746743635650954986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/7746743635650954986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/insomma.html' title='Insomma...'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8983537844221470670</id><published>2007-12-18T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laureata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;110 e lode!&lt;br /&gt;Sono una dottoressa in Culture Digitali e della Comunicazione!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am graduated...&lt;br /&gt;and so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R2g7mNfJkCI/AAAAAAAAACA/pc-J2tiyuSo/s1600-h/Foto+Magnum+%28169%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R2g7mNfJkCI/AAAAAAAAACA/pc-J2tiyuSo/s400/Foto+Magnum+%28169%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145428101912170530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8983537844221470670?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8983537844221470670/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8983537844221470670' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8983537844221470670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8983537844221470670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/laureata.html' title='Laureata!'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R2g7mNfJkCI/AAAAAAAAACA/pc-J2tiyuSo/s72-c/Foto+Magnum+%28169%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-1058152576797887586</id><published>2007-12-03T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:33:41.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Hamburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am... in rainy freezy Hamburg, but still very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am in the computer room of my sweetheart's university, studying my dissertation (or perhaps I should use the past as I right now discovered how to really get in the computer, uhuhuh). Checked mails, read some news, got amazed from the rain, thought about later, got hungry and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;I should carry on my study now. So far "not too bad, not too bad". British talk, kinda miss it. Ah, sigh, sob, blablabla. I am gonna spare you the melancholy and cut it out right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I still miss it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-1058152576797887586?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/1058152576797887586/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=1058152576797887586' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1058152576797887586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1058152576797887586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-hamburg.html' title='In Hamburg'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-6126371311670671535</id><published>2007-11-27T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you remember those times when I did not have any idea of what to write in my thesis, when I was exhausted and kinda crazy? Ya, gone. I handed in my thesis one week ago. Work is pretty much done. Now I just need to focus on what I am going to say that day, the graduation day. Anyway, I am fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter does not seem like coming, thing that could be consider nice, if it was not for the global warming issue. I am working (sleeping set on a chair) in an exhibition, hanging around with friends, shopping with my future money, planning what to do in my next future and how to spend my next future money and, especially, waiting for going to Hamburg meine Perle. Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R0x1EwkBNAI/AAAAAAAAABw/bbbPyp2KcU8/s1600-h/Fotografie+varie+%28146%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R0x1EwkBNAI/AAAAAAAAABw/bbbPyp2KcU8/s320/Fotografie+varie+%28146%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137609999538795522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-6126371311670671535?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/6126371311670671535/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=6126371311670671535' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6126371311670671535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/6126371311670671535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/11/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/R0x1EwkBNAI/AAAAAAAAABw/bbbPyp2KcU8/s72-c/Fotografie+varie+%28146%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-1273984690239969393</id><published>2007-10-06T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfmI4RYo9I/AAAAAAAAABo/MqgC57YL1j8/s1600-h/Braveheart+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfmI4RYo9I/AAAAAAAAABo/MqgC57YL1j8/s400/Braveheart+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118312541748503506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-1273984690239969393?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/1273984690239969393/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=1273984690239969393' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1273984690239969393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/1273984690239969393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/10/ya.html' title='You and me.'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfmI4RYo9I/AAAAAAAAABo/MqgC57YL1j8/s72-c/Braveheart+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8449866472089367625</id><published>2007-10-06T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electricity in the air</title><content type='html'>The weather (finally) turned "bad".&lt;br /&gt;Lately it was sunny, too warm, often hot.&lt;br /&gt;Which is not normal.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad it's changed.&lt;br /&gt;Thunders and lights in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Electricity in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfKr4RYo7I/AAAAAAAAABY/8-L6ILX02tE/s1600-h/Fotografie+varie+%28223%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfKr4RYo7I/AAAAAAAAABY/8-L6ILX02tE/s320/Fotografie+varie+%28223%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118282356718347186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8449866472089367625?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8449866472089367625/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8449866472089367625' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8449866472089367625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8449866472089367625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/10/electricity-in-air.html' title='Electricity in the air'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwfKr4RYo7I/AAAAAAAAABY/8-L6ILX02tE/s72-c/Fotografie+varie+%28223%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-5309292498248501716</id><published>2007-10-04T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>After going up and down to university for documents and marks and thesis taxes and blablabla... I've shopped with my mum in the city! Brought some nice stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, such in a shopping mood! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwVJnYRYo5I/AAAAAAAAABI/06BkVQAe_IY/s1600-h/Fotografie+varie+%28193%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwVJnYRYo5I/AAAAAAAAABI/06BkVQAe_IY/s320/Fotografie+varie+%28193%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117577492455531410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-5309292498248501716?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/5309292498248501716/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=5309292498248501716' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5309292498248501716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/5309292498248501716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/10/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwVJnYRYo5I/AAAAAAAAABI/06BkVQAe_IY/s72-c/Fotografie+varie+%28193%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-8885641150662313256</id><published>2007-10-04T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:19:19.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I came up with something.</title><content type='html'>Last monday I have finished my last exam and now it's thesis time. The deadline is in November and the dissertation in December. I was in a confused state of mind about it before yesterday evening. I didn't have a topic yet. A couple of ideas but nothing specific, nothing I really liked so much that I would spend my next months and sleep in its company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then I came up with something.&lt;br /&gt;Reading, reading and reading I came up with something.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm plenty of ideas and wish to read, to do, to think, to write.&lt;br /&gt;Graduation graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwS0J4RYo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/9yaFOUI-ryU/s1600-h/ziggurat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwS0J4RYo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/9yaFOUI-ryU/s320/ziggurat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117413158416851778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-8885641150662313256?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/8885641150662313256/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=8885641150662313256' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8885641150662313256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/8885641150662313256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-came-up-with-something.html' title='I came up with something.'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jVPwQ5VfWEo/RwS0J4RYo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/9yaFOUI-ryU/s72-c/ziggurat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445741529835865819.post-4064402841302702354</id><published>2007-10-03T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:28:47.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A change for better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I just thought to move my blog somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;My blog.excite.it was not that efficient anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It is sad but advertising bother and format text didn't work anymore. Plus here on Blogger the overall organisation is definitely clearer and there is a bunch of stuff I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;For example, I can post a picture wherever I want (or almost) without being forced to modify the Html. Which freaks me out in some cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I know, I know... it's just that sometimes I want to keep it easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I changed to Google, giving my contribute to the huge Blogger community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ya. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;[In case of nostalgia of old thin&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;gs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://dadadada.blog.excite.it/"&gt;dadadada.blog.excite.it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445741529835865819-4064402841302702354?l=mararama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/feeds/4064402841302702354/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445741529835865819&amp;postID=4064402841302702354' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/4064402841302702354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445741529835865819/posts/default/4064402841302702354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mararama.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-changed-to-google.html' title='A change for better.'/><author><name>Mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356047437020637452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
