<?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-3997844399086719443</id><updated>2012-01-25T19:13:27.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oBen ofurukten pofurukten konusurken</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-4089803031054108106</id><published>2008-12-30T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:10:10.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Durum 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir masa dolusu fransiz ve ben aksam yemeyi yiyoruz. Butun yemek boyunca sadece fransizca konusuyorlar ve ben hic olmayan frnasizca bilgimden dolayi duruma baya fransiz kaliyorum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Durum 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir grup ingilizce konusan insan, hep beraber ingilizce bir tv show izleyip arkasindan birde film izliyoruz. e tabi bu sirada iciyoruzda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soru: Peki ben hangisinde daha mutluydum, daha huzurluydum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yanit: Durum 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooffffffff!&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/3997844399086719443-4089803031054108106?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/4089803031054108106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=4089803031054108106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4089803031054108106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4089803031054108106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/12/durum-1-bir-masa-dolusu-fransiz-ve-ben.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-1942563725867525070</id><published>2008-11-14T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:31:12.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Bir noktadan sonra insanlar barisamaz, ayrilamaz, donemezler; bunu biliyor." Kadindan Kentler/ Murathan Mungan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biz ayrilamayacak noktaya gelmemisiz hic.. Ama artik donulmucek noktayiz, kesin. Barismaya gelince, kalbimin kirginligi gecmez,  haksiz da degil..ama hayatimin onemli bir bolumunu paylastigim biriyle kus de kalamam ben. Iki yabanci olmak olmaz, olmamali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urksem, uzulsem de basta, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeniden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; basladim coktan..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onca yasanilanin ardindan birini cok cok sevebildigimi  (sevebilecegimi) biliyorum  ve bircoklarina gore  sansliyim.. en azindan bu konuda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-1942563725867525070?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1942563725867525070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1942563725867525070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1942563725867525070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1942563725867525070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/11/bir-noktadan-sonra-insanlar-barisamaz.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-1741326704855145081</id><published>2008-06-27T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:35:20.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mezun oldum.. birkez daha. Tarihi bir opera binasinda, Kofi Annan'nin da bulundugu bir mezuniyet torenıyle mezun oldum hemde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223619918448656866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/SH4Go9DJgeI/AAAAAAAAALo/0hsp1lWI2ec/s400/Resimfato%C5%9F+272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buaralar Daniel Gilbert'in Stumbling on Happiness isimli bir kitabını okuyorum. İsminden dolayı belki self-help kitaplarından oldugunu dusunebilirsiniz ama yanılırsınız. Yazar kitapda diyorki; tecrubelerimiz gozlerimizdeki hic cıkaramayacagımız kontak lensleri surekli olarak degistirir ve sekillendirirler. Basımızdan gecen her tecrubeyle bir oncekinden farklı lenslere sahip oluyoruz. O yuzden bugunki deneyimlerinizle ne gecmisi nede gelecegi degerlendirebilirsiniz demeye calısıyor yazar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peki ben neden bundan bahsediyorum; cunku son zamanlarda surekli yaslandıgımı hissediyorum. Artık buyuyecek yası gectıgımı dusundugumden yaslanmak demeyi tercih ettim. Sinemaya Sex and New York izlemeye gittigim butun kız arkadaslarım film sonrası ask uzerine konusup, efkarlanırken benim hemene hemen butun film boyunca dusundugum "yaslanmak"dı.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nasıl sonuna geldigimi anlayamadıgım bir CEU hayatı sona erdi. Artık ogrenci degilim ve yazması bile zor geliyor bu cumleyi.Bir daha buyuk ihtimalle asla bir arada goremeyecegim bir suru insana veda ettim. Bilgisayarımda ki fotograflardan cok daha fazla hatıralarım ve hikayelerim var ama veda ettigim her bir insana bir parcamı verdim, simdi dunyanın dort bir yanındayım. Boylelikle azaldım mı cogaldım mı karar vermek zor. Ama yaslandıgım kesin. Mesela artık cok uyudugumda basım agrıyor ki ben eskiden kimse dokunmasada butun gun yatakda kalsam hayalleri kurardım. Sabah her turlu tatlıyı kahvaltı niyetine yiyen, hatta 3 ogununu tatlıyla gecirebilcek ben, simdi karnım acıktıgı zaman once tuzlu birseyler yemek istiyorum, sonra tatlı. Artık duzenli sebze yemeyince, yada gunlerimi bos bos yatarak gecirdıgımde eskisine oranla cok daha buyuk bir rahatsızlık hissediyorum. Arkadaslarımızla sohbetlerimiz iste ne kadar cok calıstıkları, maasları ve evlilik planları uzerine. Eski arkadaslarımla bulusmalarımdan sonra acaba bir sonraki bulusmamızda o nerde napıyor ben nerde napıyor olucam diye dusunuyorum hatta belki bir daha bulus(a)mama ihtimalini de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gozlerimdeki lensler 23 yıllık hayatımda hic olmadıgı kadar cok degisti bu son iki yılda ve ben yaslanıyorum ey blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/3997844399086719443-1741326704855145081?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1741326704855145081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1741326704855145081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1741326704855145081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1741326704855145081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/06/mezun-oldum.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/SH4Go9DJgeI/AAAAAAAAALo/0hsp1lWI2ec/s72-c/Resimfato%C5%9F+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-3663563224442070265</id><published>2008-05-19T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:33:05.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/SDGt055mYXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PH5ci13Ar_w/s1600-h/climbing0505KNP_468x376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/SDGt055mYXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PH5ci13Ar_w/s320/climbing0505KNP_468x376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202130168996847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Finaller oncesi kutuphanede tikildigim bir-iki haftadan biriydi. Ben en cok kutuphanenin balkona benzeyen kisimlarindaki masalari seviyorum ders calismak icin. Cunku basini kitaplardan sikilip kaldirdiginda karsidaki binayi (ki o binaninda bir anlami var icimde) ve gokyuzunu goruyorsun. Aydinlik ve ic acici bir kose ders calismak icin. O da belki ayni belki de farkli sebeplerden hep ayni koseyi seciyordu kutuphanede ve  iki kisilik masayi, merhaba ve sinavda basarilardan olusan kisa dialoglari paylasiyorduk. Bir keresindede  "Galiba biraz ara verip, yeni kalem ve defter alma vakti geldi" diyerek kullanilmis ve bitmis kalem duzinesini isaret edip benden kalem istemisti ve boylece kalemimide paylasmis olmustuk. Guzel ve guleryuzluydu. Sizi bilmem ama bana cok oluyor, birini once fark ediyorsunuz, sonra uzaktan izliyorsunuz ve birkac detay gorup, bu kizla veya cocukla arkadas olmak cok keyifli olabilir diye geciriyorsunuz ya icinizden, iste tamda onlardan biriydi her defasinda yanyana oturuken hissettiklerim  de her defasinda bir defakine diyerek gecistiriyordum bir laf atip sohbeti gelistirme girisimini.. (Benzer seylerı gecen sene tanıstıgım bır kac kısı ıcın daha hıssetmıstım ve ha bugun ha yarın derken okul bıttı, dunyanın dort bır yanına dagıldı herkes, bende o ınsanlara hıssettıgım sempatıyle kalakaldım.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Sonra facebookda gezinmek gibi gundelik zaman kaybetme aktivitelerini gerceklestirirken iki hafta once okul maillerinden trajik ölümünü ogrendigim Cevre Bilimi bolum ogrencisi Lydia Press'in, final oncesi kutuphanedeki ayni masayi, kucuk dialoglari ve kalemleri paylastigim kiz oldugunu anliyorum Facebook'da gordugum resimlerden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Iste o andan beri surekli yeniden kutuphanede o masada oturdugumu, yanimdaki kizin birden aniden öldüğünü gozumun onune getiriyorum.. Sonrasinda ise aklima ilk okudugum gunden beri cok sevdigim su siir geliyor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sevgileri yarinlara biraktiniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Çekingen, tutuk, saygili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Bütün yakinlariniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Sizi yanlis tanidi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Bitmeyen isler yüzünden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Siz böyle olsun istemezdiniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Bir bakis bile yeterken anlatmaya herseyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Kalbinizi dolduran duygular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Kalbinizde kaldi" (Necip F. Kisakurek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Kayip giden ve kisacik anlarina taniklik ettigim bir hayat icin uzulmekten otesini yapamiyorum. Kendim icinse surekli ve kronik olarak erteledigim hersey aklima geldikce bombok hissediyorum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahat uyu guzel kiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-563984/First-picture-hugely-popular-brilliant-Oxford-University-graduate-plunged-death-French-Alps.html"&gt;Nasil olmus sorularinin cevaplari icin..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-3663563224442070265?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/3663563224442070265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=3663563224442070265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3663563224442070265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3663563224442070265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/05/finaller-oncesi-kutuphanede-tikildigim.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/SDGt055mYXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PH5ci13Ar_w/s72-c/climbing0505KNP_468x376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-3073777545914767142</id><published>2008-03-15T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:55:33.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bereketiyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ben buaralar basima sip sip  damlayan yagmur damlalariyla hasi nesirim. Birde gunes isigina hasret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aklimdakiler de yurt korudorunda yururken  ayni anda farkli odalardan calmaya baslayan alarm saatleri gibi .  Ayni anda farkli melodilerle yiyorlar beynimi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acaba Belgraddaki Eurovision  iptal edilcek mi? Hem ilk defa Eurovision tecrubesi edinmekti planlar,  hemde lise askim Harun Tekin’i gormek. Yani Kosova (belkide Amerika  demeliyim) tam bagimsizlik ilan etcek zamani buldun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hergun her demeciyle sacmalayan  bir basbakana sahip olan bir ulkenin vatandasi olarak sacmalama „ozgurlugu”mu  kullanmak istiyorum simdi izninizle. Sayin Erdogan, hepimizi kuluckaya  cagirmis. Valla ben hazirim. Yalniz bizde ki horoz turk olmadigindan,  yumurtadan cikan her bir yavrunun yalnizca ucte biri turk olcak. Bu  hesaplara gore  basbakanin uygun gordugu ustume dusen turkcuk sayisina  ulasmak icin en az 9 tane yavrulamam gerekiyor.Yaparim anasini satiyim.Cocukda yaparim kariyerde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Benim en cok merak ettigim, hic mi bu adamin yaninda dogru duzgun akil verecek birileri yok? Soyleme oyle seyler, komik duruma dusuyorsun diyecek birileri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-3073777545914767142?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/3073777545914767142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=3073777545914767142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3073777545914767142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3073777545914767142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/03/bereketiyle.html' title='Bereketiyle'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-4515058527652019048</id><published>2008-02-03T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:34:00.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ke pe hakkinda anlayamadiklarim !?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;1) "Dindar liberal" ne demektir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;2) "Minareler süngü, Kubbeler miğfer, Camiler kışlamız, Müminler asker" diye yemin eden bir insan nasil bir mutasyondan geciyor ve birden "ilimli islamci" olmaya karar veriyor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;3) "Ilimli islamci" ne demek? Islamcilar kaca ayriliyor? Ilimli, radikal ve baska? (Ailemizin en islamcisi anneannem hangi kategoriye dusuyor ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;4) Acaba bu ilimliligin saha degistirmekle bir alakasi olabilir mi? "Once islam savascisiydim, islam askeriydim, simdi basbakanim o yuzden de ilimliyim" gibi mi mesela? (Acaba Bin Ladin'de bir yerlerde basbakan adayi olsa o da icine su katilmis gibi cozulur ve ilimli olurmu? Gerci ilimli Bin ladinle Bush amca napsin..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hani ben bu islamcilikdan hic anlamiyorum da daha biraz anlamaya calistigim ekonomi kismiyla ilgilide sorularim var:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;5)  Niye biraz A Ke Pe'ye laf  eden olsa, hemen ama ekonomiyi duzelttiler diye cemkiriyorlar uzerlerine? Kim, nasil duzeltmis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;6) 2001 de hazirlanan ekonomi paketinden ne kadar oteye gidebilmisler? Issizligi mi dusurmusler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;7) Cari hesap aciklarinimi azaltmislar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;8) Yoksa surekli artan dis borclari mi geriletebilmisler? ( Ilgilenenlere sevgili hocam Aykut Kibritcioglu'nun "Türkiye’deki Hükümetlerin Makroekonomik Performanslarının Bir Karşılaştırması, 1987-2007" isimli makalesini okumalarini oneriyorum ki size cemkirenlere sizde cemkirebilin.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Asil bu yaziyi yazma sebebim olan turban sorularim da var tabi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;9) Kizlar universitelere turbanla girebilince ozgur mu oluyorlar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;10) Turban ne tarz bir ozgurlugu temsil ediyor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ben zaten cok fazla ozgurlukten hazetmem. Zira freakconomics'de guzel guzel anlatiyorlar nasil her birimizin yuzde 85 inin "seytan"la yonetildigini. Yasalar var ki seytanlari bastirip bir arada yasamaya calisiyoruz. Hele bizim gibi ulkelerde cook coook yasalar var.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Uzun lafin kisasi kadinin orasini burasini erkegi tahrik etmemek icin kapatan her turlu "seytani" bulusun yasalarla yasaklanmasindan yanayim. Bunun ne islamla, ne de turkiyeyle alakasi var. Herseyin erkek hegemonyasinin degerleriyle bicimlendigi bu dunyada (dinlerde dahil)  kadini bu hegemonyadan koruyabilen yada korumaya calisan her turlu yasaginda arkasindayim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;A ke pe,  senin vaddettigin ozgurluk bana fazla cicim! Sen su sungulerini, migferlerini alip bizi yasaklarimizla basbasa birakip gitsen ya!&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/3997844399086719443-4515058527652019048?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/4515058527652019048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=4515058527652019048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4515058527652019048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4515058527652019048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/02/ke-pe-hakkinda-anlayamadiklarim.html' title='A ke pe hakkinda anlayamadiklarim !?!'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-2424678026170338162</id><published>2008-01-26T14:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:17:25.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Espanya~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u8fPpEgyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/O1o2vOFgsDE/s1600-h/HPIM0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u8fPpEgyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/O1o2vOFgsDE/s400/HPIM0787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159925043043795746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gidildi, goruldu ve SEVILDI! ben en son yillar once budapeteyi gordugumde kendimi bi yere ait hissetmistim. O gun bugundur baska ulkelerden gectimde hicbiri icimden boyle gecmedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aksam yemegine 9-10 civarinda baslaniyor. En genel yemek tarzi Tapas. Benim gibi menude yemek secerken birden fazla seyi bir anda denemek isteyenler icin birebir. Cunku kucuk kucuk bir suru seyi bi arada istebiliyorsun ve hic bir zaman kendini igrenc bi sekilde dolu hissetmiyorsun. Birayi su bardagiyla veriyorlar, boylece biranin sonuna geldiginde iyice isinmis icilmez bir hal almis olmuyor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u9FPpEgzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/y_RLs3Dek9o/s1600-h/HPIM0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u9FPpEgzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/y_RLs3Dek9o/s400/HPIM0843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159925695878824754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gece gunduz sokaklar civil civil, hep bi kalabalik ama mesela sikinti veren cinsinden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; degil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barselona'da sokak sokak gez, cunku oyle rastgele yururken bile birden bir Gaudi harikasi gorup buyulenebiliyorsun. Madrid'de ise gezilcek gorulcek bir suru muze var. Mesela Prado'du soyle basindan sonuna geziyim dersen bir gunu sirf ona ayriman lazim. Madrid soylenene gore gece hayatiyla meshur. Barselona'ya gore daha fazla secenek sundugunu soyledi herkes. Ama benim gibi oyle oturalim, icelim, sohbet edelim, sarhos olucada belki biraz dans ederiz seklinde bir eglence tercihi olan biri icin Barselona'da benim ihityacim olandan cok bile fazlasi vardi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u9yvpEg1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hbTYWCNmlC0/s1600-h/HPIM0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u9yvpEg1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hbTYWCNmlC0/s320/HPIM0772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159926477562872658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Bence nereye gittigin kadar kimlerle gittigin yada kimlerle vaktini gecirdiginde belirliyor bir gezinin sende biraktigi izi. Hatta bazen cok daha onemli bile olabiliyor. Bu acindanda bakildigin Ispanya iz birakti bende. Mesela en onemli 8 yildir gormedigim, benim hayatimda "cornerstone" yeri olan arkadasimi, Mauricio'yu gordum. 8 yil once Turkiye'den ayrildiginda onu birgun bir yerlerde gorucegimi biliyordumda, bu kadar uzun sure sonra bile onun gormenin kalbimi bu kadar isitcagini dusunmezdim. Son yillarda tanistigim kisilerden (hatta ispanya'da tanistigim) olusan bir grupta birden en yakinim gibi hisettigimdi o. O'ydu 8 yil onceki Obeni bilen ve o 8 yil boyunca az yada cok hayatimda olan. Birde ilginc bir gurur duydum kendimle, ikimizlede. Onca yil koparmadigimiz icin bagi ve hala dostca hissedebildigimiz icin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u-PPpEg2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PFuTrsX1vzo/s1600-h/HPIM0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u-PPpEg2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PFuTrsX1vzo/s320/HPIM0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159926967189144418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Herkesin yaptigi Madrid mi Barselona mi kiyaslamasini yaparak bitirecegim Ispanya yazisini. Gerci bana oyle geliyor ki Ispanya burda bitmez, ben daha cook anlatirim, yasarim, yasatirim.. herneyse.. bence Barselona acik ara onde. Bir kere deniz var ayol! Her tepesinden doyulmaz bir manzara yasatan. Sehrin ortasinda plaj var, hatta Pompeu Fabra' ya o kadar yakin ki soyle ders aralarinda bir yuz gel.  Gaudi yapilari var kendini masallar diyarindaymis gibi hissettiren..Diyecegim o ki: al beni yar gotur, gotur Barselonaya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Simdi yine orada olmak icin, sokaklarinda bos bos geziyor olmak icin bile neler vermemki!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yazimiz rengarenk, cunku Ispanyada hersey boyle rengarenk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-2424678026170338162?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/2424678026170338162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=2424678026170338162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/2424678026170338162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/2424678026170338162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/01/espanya.html' title='~Espanya~'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R5u8fPpEgyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/O1o2vOFgsDE/s72-c/HPIM0787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-4589274622462696848</id><published>2008-01-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:19:32.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yine ondan bundan sundan yazayim derken yazamama hali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Az once Hrant Dink anisina okulda duzenlenen anma torenine katilmis olmanin yasattigi duygu yogunluguyla, azeri bir sinif arkadasimin Facebook'da profilime Hrankt Dink'in fotografini koymama karsilik verdigi "abuk subuk" yorumunun yarattigi kizginlik arasinda bir yerlerde asili kaldi ruh halim.. bir de tez konuma karar veremiyor olmanin yarattigi stresde var tabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kendimi tanima surecime buyuk katkisi olan Budapeste yillari bana bir kez daha gosterdi ki :Ben sayisini bilmedigim ulkeden tanistigim herkese ve her kulture karsi "hosgorulu" (zira farkliliklar hosgoru gostermemiz gereken bisi ya) olmayi becerebiliyorum ama hic bir sovenist yada milliyetci bir soyleme karsi ayni hosgoruyu gosteremiyorum, gostermicemde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Daha bir kac hafta once "Conspiracy" adli filmi izledikten sonra butun geceyi yatakda bir o yana bir bu yana donerek gecirmem gibi mesela. Bir insanin baska bir insani oldurmesini izlmekle, bir grup insanin baska bir grup insani nasil yok edebileceklerini planlamalarini izlemek arasinda simdi benim burda tarif etmeyi beceremeyecegim cook buyuk bir fark varmis. Simdiye kadar cok Holocaust filmi izlemistimde, bu kadari bas agrisi verip uykumu kaciranini gormemistim..ve isin ilginc yani filmde alisilagelmis- kan, aglayan kadinlar ve cocuklar- hic bir drama faktorude yoktu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Simdi senin babaannen ve deden yahudi, annen alman ve baban yahudiyse yahudi sayiliyorsun; yokedilmelisin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ama babaannen yahudi deden alman, baban yahudi ve annen almansa yok edilip edilmemen ne kadar yahudi gorunuslu olmana kaliyor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Simdi ben bir guzellik yapiyim bizim kafatascilara ve onlar icin uyarlayayim bu mantigi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Deden turk, anneannen kurt ve bu durumda babanda turk (zira erkegin ne oldugu belirliyor cocugun ne oldugunu) ve anneninde ne oldugunun pek onemi yok nede olsa baban turk.  Bu durumda sanslisin ve turksun. Turk olmanin gereklerini ogrenmelisin.ogretirler. Ama sen facebook'daki profil fotografini turk bayragina cevirerek baslayabilirsin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Eger anneanen ermeni ama kurtceden baska bir dil bilmiyorsa, deden kurt ve turkceden baska bir dil bilmiyorsa bu durumda sende kurtsun ve ben sadece vay haline diyorum. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Simdi ben isterdimki benim bu yaziyi yazmaya baslama gudum olan Hrant Dink icin bisiler yaziyim ama dunki anma toreninde esinin konusmasini da okuduktan sonra bana soyleyecek bisey kalmamis..&lt;br /&gt;Kalabaliktan anlasiliyor ki kafatasinin  gecmisi ve geleceginden cok, ulkesini seven ve daha yasanilasi bir ulke isteyen ne kadar cok insan varmis.umut.&lt;br /&gt;Ha birde o ermenilere karsi inanilmaz bir kin besleyen Azeri arkadasimin anneannesinin yada anneannesinin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;anneannesinin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;ne oldugunu merak etmeden edemiyorum tabi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-4589274622462696848?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/4589274622462696848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=4589274622462696848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4589274622462696848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4589274622462696848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2008/01/yine-ondan-bundan-sundan-yazayim-derken.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-5296424836188803280</id><published>2007-12-27T12:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:47:20.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Budapete'ye noel gelince boyle oluyor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QMpk9t6kI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oH7X4xVITjU/s1600-h/HPIM0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QMpk9t6kI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oH7X4xVITjU/s400/HPIM0658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148754182428027458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Benim donem paperi yazmam gerektiginde tum odam bu kagitlarla kaplaniyor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QOU09t6lI/AAAAAAAAAHk/b2gJGSgCrzc/s1600-h/HPIM0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QOU09t6lI/AAAAAAAAAHk/b2gJGSgCrzc/s400/HPIM0721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148756024968997458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                            Paperlar bitince boyle kutluyoruz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QOx09t6mI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5x24myJuZ0k/s1600-h/HPIM0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QOx09t6mI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5x24myJuZ0k/s400/HPIM0733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148756523185203810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;            Ben Ispanya'ya gidince noluyorun fotolarinda donunce artik:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-5296424836188803280?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/5296424836188803280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=5296424836188803280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/5296424836188803280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/5296424836188803280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/12/budapeteye-noel-gelince-boyle-oluyor.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R3QMpk9t6kI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oH7X4xVITjU/s72-c/HPIM0658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-7068666504550480755</id><published>2007-12-14T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T11:53:49.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sebodan sil bastani dinledim halada dinliyorum. enginin tavsiyesi. sarkiyi dinlerken, simdiye kadar sebo sarkilari dinleyip dinleyip neler dusundugumu, kimleri veya kimi dusundugumu gecirdim aklimdan.&lt;br /&gt; benim boyle bitmek bilmez bir takintim oldu. simdi o resmin disina cikabilmis ve daha saglikli dusunebilirken " takinti" demek onca yillik seye en mantiklisi. hep denemeler yanilmalar. cok yakinken belkide yakin sanarken ucundan donmelerdi benim yasadigim butun iliskiler simdiye kadar. sil bastan ama gercekten sil bastan , icimde, kabimin (eger takinti olmaktan cikip oraya girebildiyse) en derin derin koselerinde bile bisiler kalmadan siiiil bastan yasiyorum herseyi. ve simdi goruyorumki ne kadar kendimin kendine oynadigi bir oyunmus, o takinti olan insandan da uzaklasip, iyice kendime donup aslinda kendimin bile normal sartlar altinda zor inanabilecegi seyler yaratmak ve "sevmek" mis hersey.&lt;br /&gt;bunlari dusundukce aklima ne geliyor biliyormusunuz, tum benzeri seyleri yasayan kizlari durtup yeter artik kendini uzdugun, zaten bu kadar uzuyorsan gercek degildir, sensin sadece kendinsin o kadar aciyi yaratan, mutluysan, huzurluysan asiksin demek geliyor icimden.&lt;br /&gt; bunu bi anlamda gonullu bir is bilip bir cesit EVS diyelim, ulke ulke dolasip anlatabilmek isterim. ama biliyorumki, kimseeee anlamaz beni, hele bu durumdakiler hiic hic anlamaz. ancak yasamalari, sil bastan yasayabilmeleri gerekir.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sadece beni taniyanlarin anlayabilecegi bir yazi oldu gibi ama neyseeeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-7068666504550480755?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/7068666504550480755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=7068666504550480755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/7068666504550480755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/7068666504550480755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/12/sebodan-sil-bastani-dinledim-halada.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-806806220581143667</id><published>2007-12-08T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:33:27.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;                                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R1vYJu9d6cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KtyZB-0gC9w/s1600-h/SD530085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R1vYJu9d6cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KtyZB-0gC9w/s320/SD530085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141941061309819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iki sinav , bir term paper birde is basvurulari..pooofff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;budapestede metroda mavi hatdan kirmizi hatta gecerken deak ferenc de bi direk var. ben o diregi icten ice cok seviyormusum meger. dun bir guzel kucakladim ve hasret giderdik. gerci biraz sert kucaklasmisiz heralde bugun butun gun basim agridi halada agriyor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;bu bas agrisinda dunki partininde etkileri yok degil.. sen baaaaya uzunca sure alkolle iliskini kopar sonra iki birayla sarhos ol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;birini Ceu sayesinde taniyorum, digerini nerden tanidigimi bile unutcak kadar cok olmus( hatirladim, okay sarmisti basima bu belayi), herneyse bu iki birbirinden bi haber hayatlar yasayan arkadaslarim simdi Washington DC can ciger kuzu sarmasi. facebook sagolsun. dunya kucuk anacim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;sonunda sosyallestim. ben hakketen beni taniyan insanlarin dusundugu kadar sosyal bir insan degilim. ozellikle ilk giriskenligi yapmak tanismak kaynasmak benim icin zor ve cok zaman aliyor. sonradan acilip saciliyorum  ama is isten gecebiliyor cogu zaman. mesela bu seneninbasi, hatta bu vakte kadar bi adet nane molla idim. ama sonunda sosyallesiyorum galiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;bu aralar cok sikici bir insan oldugumu dusunuyorum. buyumek bu mudur? evet hani iste buyumek budur , ask budur sudur diyoruz ya bir basma kalip soz obegide benden: buyumek, sikicilasmaktir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;( bu sikici kelimesi ingiliz alfabesine kurban olcak. ama burayi okuyanlarin, belkide sadece ben, yeterli espri seviyesine ulastiklarini dusunuyorum. lutfen cok bayat o espri, lutfen lutfen..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;biri bana kendini yabanci hissettigin bir yerde yasayabilirmisin hayatini diye sormustu. o zaman dusunmeden etmeden neden olmasin demistim ama sonra zamanla dusundukce ve gozlemeledikce ben gerc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ekten "yabanci" olmaktan zevk aliyorum. kimsenin anlamadigi bir dili bagira cagira sokakta konusmaktan; biri sikayetlenerek birseyler anlattiginda, mesela dilenciler, hic birsey anlamiyor olmaktan; insanlar o ulkeden hemen hemen hergun tatminsiz ve mutsuzken, benimde az cok turkiyede yaptigim gibi, ben o ulkenin en guzel yanlarini goruyor olmaktan; ulkede yasanan siyasi veya ekonomik her hangi bir skandalin bir sekilde sinirlerimi hoplatmamasindan zevk aliyorum. laf atiyorlar ki turkiyedeki kadar sik olmuyor, hic bisi anlamiyorum, eee daha ne isteyim anacim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: Fotograf Berlin'deki Yahudi Muzesinden. Sali gunu Political Economy of Nationalism dersinden sinavim varda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-806806220581143667?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/806806220581143667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=806806220581143667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/806806220581143667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/806806220581143667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/12/iki-sinav-bir-term-paper-birde-is.html' title=''/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R1vYJu9d6cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KtyZB-0gC9w/s72-c/SD530085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-2656952591910087782</id><published>2007-11-28T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T02:03:01.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R004dpxO-MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OklUiYJykFw/s1600-h/SD530737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R004dpxO-MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OklUiYJykFw/s320/SD530737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137824831979321538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Yillardan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20o7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; gunlerden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasimin 25 'i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;itibariyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; yirmiuc(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;) yasinda bi citir olmus bulunuorum.&lt;br /&gt;oncelikle yasasin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;larin gucu!&lt;br /&gt;sonra neler yasandi bu tarihi gunde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;hayatimin en guzel dogum gunu hediyelerinden biriyle basladi cumartesimiz. balatonfuredde guzel bi wellness otel ve spa ve oooh iyiki dogmusum dendi.annecik aradi tam 12 de:) sonra pazar aksami budapesteye donuste ufacik tefecik bi dogum gunu partimsi ve saraplar ve sohbet, ve girgir ve oooh yeniden iyiki dogumusum dendi.facebookdan gelen mesajlar, telefon mesajlari ve arayanlar iyice guzel bi sos oldu. bide arada sirf dilek dileyebilmek icin alelacele alinmis bi pastaya 1 sayili mum dikilip amaca ulasildi. dilekler soylenmez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hosgeldin 23 ve hos gec!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-2656952591910087782?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/R004dpxO-MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OklUiYJykFw/s72-c/SD530737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-2499024229742911764</id><published>2007-11-18T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T05:18:35.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tembellik, kadercilik, depresyon</title><content type='html'>tembellik.. hep bi yerlerde pusu kurmus beklerken, lisenin bitimiyle kendini gostermeye baslamisti. annemin akraba, arkadas toplantilarinda ovunerek anlattigi " ben obene bi kere bile ders calis demedim, o hep kendi calisti" hikayesi artik gercek bi efsane olmaya adaydi. universitede basladi ders calismanin cok zor gelmesi..4 yilim can sikintisindan ders calisan ve evdeyken odasindan cikmayip surekli bisiler okuyan halimi ozlemekle gecti. bi sekilde okulu uzatmadan ve gayetde makul bi oratalamyala mezun olduktan sonra kim bilirdiki masterda daha da beter olucam.. evet itiraf ediyorum: simdiye kadar surekli kizdigim insan modeline dondum, mazeretler(yalanlar)yaratip once o mazeretlere kendileri inanip sonra cevresindekilere inandirmaya calisarak sorumluluktan surekli kacan insanlar var ya iste ben onlardan biri oldum!!!!&lt;br /&gt;galiba o insanlardan birinin ahi tuttu..bak buda tembelestikce ne kadar kaderci biri haline donustugumunde kaniti. surekli basariksizliklarimi kadere yorumlamak gibi bi egilim gosteriorum.&lt;br /&gt;ben bu degilim!!! tembellik, icimdeki seytan, topla tasini taragini git basimdan! yoksa bu gidisle depresyonla paylasmak zorunda kalicaksin beni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-2499024229742911764?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/2499024229742911764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=2499024229742911764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/2499024229742911764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/2499024229742911764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/11/tembellik-kadercilik-depresyon.html' title='tembellik, kadercilik, depresyon'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-7931161738194117415</id><published>2007-11-03T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:29:16.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kisa kisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyzL4uKGU5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BvDxe-R7iqg/s1600-h/SD530666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyzL4uKGU5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BvDxe-R7iqg/s320/SD530666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128698250991653778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$ masamin yerini degistirdim. artik bos duvara bakmaktansa pencereden sehrin isiklarini gorebiliorum ders calismaya calisirken. bu ufacik degisiklik bile, hmmm artik daha iyi ders calisabilirim seklindeki pembe yalanlarlada birlesip, birden cok mutlu etti beni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# srdan zagrebe gitti, bendeniz ders calismam gerekio die burda kaldim ve uzun suredir ilk defa kelimenin tam manasiyla yalniz gunler geciriorum(dum).bi kac saat sonra geri donecek:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;% ders caliscam die burda kaldim ve naptim? bugun bahcede gunesin altinda makale okuma girisimimi saymazsak uzun, verimsiz, sessiz, sakin ve tum bu sifatlarin aksina pekde sikici olmayan bir haftasonu gecirdim. ders: yalnizlik pekde fena bisi deilmis ne zaman bitecegini bildigin zaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; bu hafta bi sunumum birde midterm paperim var profesore verilcek. ben zeytinyagli yaprak dolmasi sarip versem olmazmi hocam? napcaksiniz institutions fln?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tesekkurler youtube! sayende burhan ve sahika izleyip cok guluorum ama yan odadaki cocukcagizada ayip ediyorum. sesin sonuna kadar acik olmasi yetmiomus gibi bide kahkalarim cinliyo zira kendisi ise yururken bile bisiler okuyan bi phd ogrencisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: www.ted.com da bi suru konusmalar izliorum. mutlaka bi goz atin, her ne kadar bazi konusmalar hadi be sende dedirtsede, bazilarida buyuluor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ dogum gunum yaklasio! burayi okuyupta dogum gunu karti gondermek isteyen hayirsever birileri olursa bilale adresimi verebilirim, hicde zahmet olmaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ben sunuma geri donsem fena olmucak galiba..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-7931161738194117415?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/7931161738194117415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=7931161738194117415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/7931161738194117415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/7931161738194117415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/11/kisa-kisa.html' title='kisa kisa'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyzL4uKGU5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BvDxe-R7iqg/s72-c/SD530666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-3189463682200233032</id><published>2007-10-28T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T03:01:46.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AaaaaaaaaAAAAAA!</title><content type='html'>simdi bizi yurda tikdilar ya o yuzden gecen seneki gibi her gune 3 ev parti zamanlari yok.. ama dun avusturalyali leo isimli bir doktora ogrencisinin partisindeydim. icioruz, eglenioruz, guzellesioruz derken birden uku geldi partiye. uku da gecen seneki tanidiklardan oluo, kendisi gecen sene master ogrencisiydi bu sene doktora ogrencisi. sohbet girgir samata, siyaset ve tarih derken uku bu yaz turkiyeye gittiginden bahsetmeye basladi:&lt;br /&gt;- ee peki nerelere gittin uku? istanbul, ankara, izmir...&lt;br /&gt;- ankarada naptin uku?( sahsen bi turitin ankarada neler yapabileceginin meraki icindeydim)&lt;br /&gt;- estonyali bir arkadasimla ankaradaydim, sonra onun bi turk arkadasinin dugunune gittik.&lt;br /&gt;- hmm yani turk usulu dugunlerde gordun.&lt;br /&gt;- aslinda bi turk kiziyla, ispanyol bi cocugun dugunuydu.&lt;br /&gt;- AaaaaaaaaAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;- what?!&lt;br /&gt;- uku! ne yani sen benim arkadasimin dugunune mi gittin? uku yani sen cerenin dugunundeydin ha? uku ben gidemedim o dugune cokda istememe ragmen! off dunya cok kucuk! uku senden nefret ediyorum! sen gittin ben gidemedim yani!!!! nasildi dugun anlatsana anlatsana!!!&lt;br /&gt;- nikah memuru nikahda cocuklarini ataturk ilke ve inkilaplarina uygun yetistirmelerini istedi. oben nie sizde ataturk din gibi?&lt;br /&gt;- off uku saptirma konuyu! gelin nasildi? cok seker dimi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ve benzeri cumlelerle butun gece basinin etini yedim uku'nun. gerci o da her aralikta neden turkiyenin heryerinde ataturk heykelleri var, neden kimse ataturku elestiremior seklindeki sorularla beni daraltiyordu ama olsun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;velhasil sevgili okurlar gordugunuz uzere budapestede avusturayali bir cocugun &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyRdAeKGU0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wJ0fWHfd2IU/s1600-h/charl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyRdAeKGU0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wJ0fWHfd2IU/s200/charl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126324538531271490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;partisinde estonyali arkadasinizla konusurken, onun bu yaz ankarada sizin gidemediginiz turk arkadasinizin dugunune gittigini ogrenebiliyorsunuz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorumlari size birakiyorum.. bende su hayret halinden cikip agzimi kapatabilirsem sabah kahvemi icmeye calisicam..&lt;br /&gt;not:resimdeki ben, ceren(evlenen kizimiz), ozge ve italyanimiz mau..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-3189463682200233032?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/3189463682200233032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=3189463682200233032' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3189463682200233032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3189463682200233032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/10/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='AaaaaaaaaAAAAAA!'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyRdAeKGU0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wJ0fWHfd2IU/s72-c/charl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-8286626712982412419</id><published>2007-10-24T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T13:43:40.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baris hemen simdi</title><content type='html'>yine yagmurlu buralar.. bu sehir cok melankolik.bu cumleyi ilk defa burada ikinci senesini geciren bir doktora ogrencisinden duymustum. o zaman cocuguna laf atilmis anne ic gudusuyle sensin melankolik demsitim icimden. simdi benimde ikinci senem burda ve artik cocugu hakkinda daha objektif dusunen bir anneyim. budapeste hem benim yavrum hem de melankolik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyJQseKGUzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bQdu-5ZleRQ/s1600-h/SD530197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyJQseKGUzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bQdu-5ZleRQ/s320/SD530197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125748050840933170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peki oralar? cok fena gozukuyor buradan. bir soz etmezsem icimde kalicak. ben cocukken hergun televizyonlarda haberler olurdu bugun su kadar sehit verildi doguda diyerekten. ben kucukken doguya birak gitmeyi yaklasmayi bile dusunemezdi kimse. pkk ile ordu bi savas icindeydi orda ve her savasta oldugu gibi kan vardi her yerden..&lt;br /&gt;peki nolduda simdi bugunlere geldik? 90larin basina gore cok daha azken olen sayisi (ha demek istedigimin sayilarla alakasi yok yanlis anlasilmayayim), nolduda birden herkes kirmizi bayraklara burundu? neden herkes terore cok duyarli hale geldi birden hatta o kadar duyarli ki teror yerine savas ister oldu.-birden aklima bush'unda terore karsi "savas" acip, irak i isgal etmesi geldi ama konuyu dagitmayalim- pkk ile ordu arasinda suren o savas, nolduda sokaklara facebook profillerine, gruplarina kadar indirildi?&lt;br /&gt;birden herkes akp yi, referandumu, anayasayi unuttup, gecen yillarda izledikleri kurtlar vadisindende esinlenerek sentetik "milliyetci", "vatansever" oldu? &lt;br /&gt;herseyden once biz ne kadar daha bole iki ileri bi geri gidicez? hic mi ders almicaz yasadiklarimizdan? daha ne kadar alet olucaz baska cikar pesindekilere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne zman anlicaz beraber baris icinde yasamaktan baska sansimizin olmadiginin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne zaman ne teror ne savas, ama inadina baris isticez?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-8286626712982412419?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/8286626712982412419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=8286626712982412419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/8286626712982412419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/8286626712982412419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/10/baris-hemen-simdi.html' title='baris hemen simdi'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RyJQseKGUzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bQdu-5ZleRQ/s72-c/SD530197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-3245382285214567856</id><published>2007-10-20T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:02:23.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gitmek</title><content type='html'>gitmekti ya hep isimiz gucumuz..aradigimizi bulmak, ait oldumuzu edinmek gibi "yuce" soylemler icin bile degil sadece gitmek'di ya derdimiz.. simdi ben gittim, sevdim ve buldum diyobiliyorken, siradan bir aksam ustu alis verisler yapilmis mahser kalabaligindaki supermarket kuyrugunda beklerken, sirada onumuzdeki anne kiza gozlerimi dikip izlememi ve o dakika itibariyle onlari olesiye kiskanmami napicaz? cebimize koysak, bilgisayrimiza yuklesek, bi yollu olsada alsak gotursek sevdicekleride..ben annemi ozledim! engini, cani, ogunu....simdi herkes bu kadar icimdeyken kim gitti diyebilirki benim icin? hadi ordan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-3245382285214567856?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/3245382285214567856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=3245382285214567856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3245382285214567856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/3245382285214567856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/10/gitmek.html' title='gitmek'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-5032160335278399800</id><published>2007-10-19T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T05:40:05.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>institutions and development</title><content type='html'>ah kerepesi vah kerepesi ozellikle night buslarinla omrumden omur calidn kerepesi.neyse bu konua daha fazla girmeyecegim yurecigim kaldirmio..&lt;br /&gt;institutions and development die bi ders aliorum sadece almakla kalmayip bide makale yazmam beklenio.ben birak makaleye baslamayi konuyu bile secebilmis diilim. galiba yogurttan agzi yanan makale konusunu ufleyerek secer korkakligi icindeyim. bundan once az basima gelmemis degildir; konu muazzamla secilir ahanda iste budur bak ne kadar enteresan deilmi ayse fatma denir hocaya konu bildirilir sonra birde bakilir ne kaynakca var, ne konu hakkinda doru duzgun yazan var , ne veri var sole bi regresyon ediyim.. o yuzden bu sefer tedbirligim. aklima gelen butun abuk subuk konulari once bi arastiriorum kimler ne demis nasil demis die ondan sonra elleri sivicam. lakin hala elle tutulur, sole yazmasi kolay, guzel guzel notlar almasi kolay bi konu bulabilmis diilim..fikri olan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-5032160335278399800?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/5032160335278399800/comments/default' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-4379331131161381534</id><published>2007-09-25T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T02:37:53.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ben apartmanimi geri istiorum!</title><content type='html'>gezdim, gordum, yine bi suru insanla tanisip, ileride tanisacagim insanlara anlatabilcegim hikayeler edindim geldim. simdi yine dustum CEU orta sekerli iskence yilinin icine, hemde bu sefer tam ortasina...ingaaaaaaaaaaaaa ben artik yurtta yasiorum!! sen koca oteli kapa, tik butun ogrencileri icine.. benim sehirin gobeginde bi apartmanim yok artik!!! tek guzel yani srdanin odasina gitmek icin yorulmuorum ayni katta, 10 adim. &lt;br /&gt;buaralar ders secmekle beynimi yiyorum, napsam ne etsemde bu yahya hocanin tabiriyle "matematikden orgazmik zevk alanlar"dan kacabilecegim dersleri secsem diye ki pek kolay gozukmuyor..&lt;br /&gt;neyse ben simdi gunluk kivaminda sirf yazmak icin yazdigim yaziyi bitiriveriim..tamam tamam kayboluorum gozununuzun onunden..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-4379331131161381534?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/4379331131161381534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=4379331131161381534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4379331131161381534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/4379331131161381534'/><link rel='alternate' 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paylasimlari atlioruz o gundelik hayat rutininde...&lt;br /&gt;simdi ise bi tembellik bi anlatamama anlatmama istegi almis basini gitmekte..kimseciklere anneme bile mail yazmiorum, yazamiorum. nedeni  biraz tembellik durustce kabul edelim ama birazda aylarca herkesden uzakta baska bi hayat yasayinca neresinden baslasamki simdi anlatmaya duygusu kaplio her bi yanimi. araya kitalar girince, hayatlar , insanlar degistikce duyulan sevgi azalmasada sevdiceklere paylasimlar azalio kabul etmek lazim galiba.. hani bende bunu yazarken gozumden iki yas indirmesem olmazdi zaten, dustu bile klayeye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-2196331868947425769?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/2196331868947425769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-5796269076387382114</id><published>2007-08-02T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:13:40.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>islamophobia ve american muhafazakarlari</title><content type='html'>merakli melahat ben gozlerimi yasli bi amerikan teyzenin dergisine dikmistim.. hani pek alakamolmadi islamla ama cogunlugun musluman oldugu bi ulkede buyumus olmamdan olsa gerek baslik dikkatimi cekmisti " islam in america".."teyzem urkutucu bir fotograf dimi?" dedi. ben hala ne turlu bi diaolugun icine dusmkte oldugumun farkinda degildimki saf saf "niyeki" dedim. korkunclar! dedi..kim korkunc nie korkunc?..muslumanlar, islam.. valla ben musluman bi ulkeden geliorum bana pek korkunc gelmiolar dedim.. niye burdalar? ne yapiyorlar bu ulkede? nerden bilcem ben onlarin terorist olmadigini? diye devam etti.. ben ilk defa bolesiyle karsilasio olmanin saskinligindayken tokat gibi bi soru geldi teyzemden " sen niye burdasin? niye geldin buraya? neden baska bi ulkeye gitmedin?"..&lt;br /&gt;hakketen neden geldimki ben buraya..ayy dur bi dusunuyum"&lt;br /&gt;her sabah new york times'i elime aldigimda bushun baskanliktan istifa ettigi haberini alirmiyim diye  gelmis olabilirmiyim..burdayim cunku biri bana turkiyenin nerede oldugunu sordugunda eger az cok sevdigim biriyse irak yada yunanistanin komsusu yok pek hoslasmadigim biriyse ukraynanin kiyi komsusu diyip o suratlarindaki honk ifadesini gorebilmek icinmiki..honk oluolar cunku hani batirdik bi kere turkiyenin nerde oldugunu bilmioruz sorduk ama ukrayna nerdekine olup, dut gibi kaliolar..burdayim cunku o en kocaminindan dondurmalarinizi seviyorum belkide..baska bi yerde iki yalama bi kac isirmayla biten dondurmalardan sonra burda her aksam dondurmamin bitiiremedigim kismini cope atarken bilmis bilmis  iste bu yuzden amerikanlarin yuzde 40'i obez demeyi seviorum..burdayim cunku spyrosun yanaklari cok seker hernekadar sadece sarhosken sikmama izin versede..james e ismimin obin yada oban olmadigini ogretebilmek ve ismimi doru soyleyene kadra ona jeymis diye seslenebilmek icin burdayim.. tum bunlari dusunurken en cok vermek istedigim cevap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"burdayim cunku ogrenciyim, koca bi tatilim var bos durmayim dedim, bombami alip geldim"&lt;br /&gt;hani bazen gercekten cok bos bogazimdirda bu sefer tuttum dilimi ve  gulmeye baslayip, ben musluman bile degilimki diye devam ettim..sonrada kendisine teroru dine indirgeyemecegini, dunyanin her yerinde farkli nedenlerle "teror" sorunun yasandigini ama kendisinin dunyanin geri kalanindan bi haber oldugunu anlatmaya calistim en kibar halimle..o da bana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;america alone isimli kitabi okumami soyledi ve sinir bozucu bisiler daha soylemeye devam ettide ben uzerine atlamadan allahtan spyros soze atlayip aa ben merak ediodum o kitabi, okuycakda bisiler ariodum bi bakiyim fln diyip teyzemi puskurttu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boylece amerikan muhafazakarlariylada islamophobialayda tanismis oldum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-5796269076387382114?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/5796269076387382114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=5796269076387382114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/5796269076387382114'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSH9cARz6I/AAAAAAAAACY/MWwX82Gkv54/s1600-h/SD530141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSH9cARz6I/AAAAAAAAACY/MWwX82Gkv54/s320/SD530141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090342968394633122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      when i met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSHecARz5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pprK6CCMFy4/s1600-h/SD530134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSHecARz5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pprK6CCMFy4/s320/SD530134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090342435818688402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                  i was not too hopeful that i could fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSKZMARz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/Y7oM3ZdAA98/s1600-h/SD530142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSKZMARz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/Y7oM3ZdAA98/s320/SD530142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090345644159258562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      now the older you get, the more i am falling in love with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSLEsARz9I/AAAAAAAAACw/iywt1FdS2yI/s1600-h/SD530151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSLEsARz9I/AAAAAAAAACw/iywt1FdS2yI/s320/SD530151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346391483568082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         and hoping to hold your hand at your 70th birthday party..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-1961660882439671187?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1961660882439671187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1961660882439671187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1961660882439671187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1961660882439671187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-dragam.html' title='for dragam!'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RqSH9cARz6I/AAAAAAAAACY/MWwX82Gkv54/s72-c/SD530141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-6922669393261384097</id><published>2007-07-22T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T03:30:52.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>%47</title><content type='html'>bugun bi arkadasim ki kendisi yakin olur, dediki gmailde "akp oylarin %47 sini aldi, donme buraya!"..simdi gelde deme turk milletinin %47 si salaktir, gerci ben aziz nesinden  %7o i diye duymustum ama..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-6922669393261384097?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/6922669393261384097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=6922669393261384097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/6922669393261384097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/6922669393261384097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/07/47.html' title='%47'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-1234060204156742897</id><published>2007-07-08T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:06:24.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anne istegi uzerine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RpL0YhfspFI/AAAAAAAAABc/h8aqCR-ZG3U/s1600-h/SD530064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RpL0YhfspFI/AAAAAAAAABc/h8aqCR-ZG3U/s320/SD530064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085395631400068178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogumu yeni okumaya baslamis annemin ustegi uzerine bir kac foto koyuyorum buraya. hazir fotosunu koymusken ev arkadasim roberdan bahsedigim. meksika asilli amerikali. butun yaz siki calisip butun kis siki geziyor. foto albumune bakarken baska bisiyi bu kadar kiskandigimi hatirlamiorum( tamam hatirliyorum ama o anki kiskanclikda ilk  en buyuk3 kikancligima  girer) brezilya, guetamala, kuba, meksika nereler nereler..yani benim  gormezsem uyurken bile kapanmayan gozlerimin olurken acik kalacagi yerler,  beni surekli ceken hatta reenkarnasyona inaniyo olsam bundan onceki hayatimi kesin herhangi bi kosesinde gecirdigime inanacagim guney amerika. efenim bizde gideriz bigun.. ne demisler kiskanma, calis seninde olur...&lt;br /&gt;rober kiteboarding ogreniyor. simdi hedefimiz yaz sonuna kadar once o boardun uzerinde durmaya baslicak sonrada bana ogreticek. her pazar plaja gidip calisiyoruz ve yine her pazar aksamlari burda yeni bir restorani deniyoruz. mesela bu pazar ilk defa tayi yemegi denedim. valla cok actim ona ragmen ayildim bayildim cok lezizdi diyemicem ama kotu demekte yedigim onca berbat macar yemeginden sonra ayip olur..&lt;br /&gt;kiteboarding disinda baseball ogretiyo rober bana ki dedigi uzere kiz gibi atmiyomusum topu. iyi bisi olsa gerek, malum bu top islerinden erkekler daha iyi anlar diye bilinir ya..bide hergun thordi deme egzersizleri yapiorum. sen onca sene ingilizce konus, bide amerikaya gel gorki meger sen thordi (30) diyemiyormussun.. diyecem efenim diyecem..hergun calisiorum..&lt;br /&gt;buaralar yazasim var..birikti bisiler.. cok yakinda gorusmek uzere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RpL2SRfspGI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ih_aNotBdxI/s1600-h/SD530083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/RpL2SRfspGI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ih_aNotBdxI/s320/SD530083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085397723049141346" 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/3997844399086719443-1234060204156742897?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1234060204156742897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1234060204156742897' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-3077970337827807921</id><published>2007-06-24T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:34:53.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gercekmiydi?</title><content type='html'>simdi siz gecenin korunde kimsenin haritada turkiyenin nerde oldugunu bilmedigi bi adada, 20 yasinda turkce bilen, sadece turkce bilmekle kalmayip turkiye, yakin turkiye tarihi, sol tarihi, alevi kulturu gibi konular hakkinda ortalama 20 yasindaki bi turk gencinin bileceginden suphe ettigim seyleri bilen bir amerikaliyla tanissaniz, tum yasadiklarinizin gercek oldugune inanirmisiniz?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-3077970337827807921?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-729413078287476165</id><published>2007-06-16T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T19:28:22.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kucuk buyuk?</title><content type='html'>iki farkli tez arasinda sikisip kaldim. simdi sorarim size insan cok gezdikce ve okudukca buyuyor mu dunya gozunde, yoksa kuculuyormu? daha bes dakika once turkiyede olan bitenleri, lise ogrencisi bir kizin agbisi tarafindan bir cocukla ask yasadigi icin oldurulmesini, hamasistan fetihistanda olanlari okurken dunya gercekten bu kadar buyukmu de ben tum bunlara cok uzak baska bir gezegende yasiyor gibi hissediyorum kendimi diye dusunuyordum? insanlarin mutlu, guleryuzlu, konuskan, her daim kahkaya hazir oldugu baska bi gezegen..&lt;br /&gt;simdi bu gezegenden insanlarla dialoglardan secmeler:&lt;br /&gt;- are you from germany?&lt;br /&gt;-no, from turkey&lt;br /&gt;-oh, i thought you are german because of your accent. so do you speak arabic in turkey?&lt;br /&gt;-ee cus!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ayni kisi soru sormaya devam ediyor:&lt;br /&gt;- i have friends in eygpt( demek istiyorki turkiyeye cok yakin)&lt;br /&gt;-ee yuh yani.. hic dunya haritasina gozunun ucuyla baktinmi?&lt;br /&gt;bir baska dialog bir adet rusla"&lt;br /&gt;-aosnh didnk meoed?&lt;br /&gt;-sorry.whats that?&lt;br /&gt;-you dont know russian?&lt;br /&gt;-no, i am from turkey.&lt;br /&gt;-you look like you know russian&lt;br /&gt;-honk! rusca biliyormusa benzemek. bunun sariya boyattigim saclarimla ilgisi varmi acaba? ispanyolca biliyora benzemek icin ne yapmak gerek acep?&lt;br /&gt;bir baska amerikali erkisi:&lt;br /&gt;- there are bunches of albenians and bulgarians here. do you all guys speak the same language?&lt;br /&gt;hani birinden biri, birine azicik benzemiyorki. yok canimcim tum avrupa ayni dili konusuyor. bi ingilizce var bide digerleri zaten.(tama kabul ediyorum sonuncunun uzerina cok gittim. az cok birbirine yakin(!) ulkeler..en azindan tukiye-misir degil)&lt;br /&gt;devami var bu dialoglarin..cok yakinda..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-729413078287476165?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/729413078287476165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=729413078287476165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/729413078287476165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/729413078287476165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/06/kucuk-buyuk.html' title='kucuk buyuk?'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-6207086934104985351</id><published>2007-06-15T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T16:37:06.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ruyalar ulkesindeyim!</title><content type='html'>son gece eve vardigimda saat 3du. ortalikda kalan son esyalarida toparladiktan sonra uyumadim,  uyan(ama)ma gibi bir derdim olmasin diye. ucak 7.10 da, besde havalaninda olmak gerekti. uykusuzluk cekmedim hic.. zira kalbimde, aklimda, tum hucrelerim baska bir dertle doluyduki adi ayrilik. ben boyle hissettigimi hatirlamiorum. hani ben askin butun duygularin farkli olculerde karisimi olduguna inanirdim. o zaman soyle bakim simdi cok bilmis; bu hissettiginin karisimi ne, neler var icinde? oofff bilmiorum..bu karisik. 198373 derivationli makro problemlerinden bile karisik.neyse bunu baska bi yazinin konusu olarak buraa birakalim ve devam edelim yolculuk yazimiza..gozyaslari sicim havaalaninda sevdicekden ayrilirken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;parise vardigimda biraz daha dindi sicimler. de gaulle havaalani.. dusmanima bile tavsiye etmem, hele dostlarima hic. ben derimki aktarmali biletmi aliyorsunuz once paris de gaulle denmi diye kontrol edin? niye diyenlere..efenim bir gateden baska gate gitmemiz tam 2 saat aldi. ha oyle kaybolduk, yok yavas yavas yuruduk filan sanmayin. kosturduk, hic zaman kaybetmedik ama havalininda o otobusden o otobuse 2 saat yolculuk ettik. birara boston'a otobusle gitcez heralde diye korkmadimda degil. neyse bulduk ucagimizi, yerlestik zenci hafif balik etli teyzemizin yanina, filmler izledik iki tane fransizindan, ikiside birbirinden guzel( fransiz sinemasi sevmeyenlere inat), uyuduk, uyandik, biraz daha agladik ve derken: logan airport- boston. simdi buaralari otobusu, botu hizli hizli gecelim ve sonunda martha's vineyard deyim. boston yakinlarin 3 ilceli(town) kucuk bir ada. ucuncu gunum zira ve cok anlatcak bisi yok. tek bildigim bir daha asla yasamayacagim tecrubelerin (en guzellerinden umarim) kokusunu simdiden aliyorum..&lt;br /&gt;buaralar izliyorum en cok "digerlerini", inceliyorum ve kirmak uzereyim "ahmak amerikali" onyargilarimi. belkide hala ahmaklarda guleryuzlu, yardimsever ahmaklar..&lt;br /&gt;kisaca ruyalar ulkesindeyim..kimin ruyasikine?&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/3997844399086719443-6207086934104985351?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/6207086934104985351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=6207086934104985351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/6207086934104985351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/6207086934104985351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/06/ruyalar-ulkesindeyim.html' title='ruyalar ulkesindeyim!'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-1943610463467361292</id><published>2007-05-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T05:15:10.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ne yaparim, ne ederim ve niye burdayimin kisa ozeti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gelenektendir diye ben kimim anlatayim. Ankarada dogdum, 22 yil ankarada yasadim, sonra tamda&lt;br /&gt;tum hayatimi ankarada gecirmek gibi bir karar alma asamasindayken kaciverdim budalara pestelere.&lt;br /&gt;siyasali bilen bilir, kpssden bilmem kac puan alip, bilmem ne kurumunda, ilk basta kimse bilmez&lt;br /&gt;bir uzman, mufettis vs, sonrasindada sansin, torpilin, siyasi gorusun yada gorussuzlugun yardim&lt;br /&gt;ederse sittin sene burokrat olmaktir amac.bu bilmem ne kurumlarinin 3unde kisa kisa stajlar yaptim&lt;br /&gt;3. sinifin sonunda ve 4. sinif basladi, herkesi basti kpss telasi. benide basti napsam&lt;br /&gt;netsemde bu suru kaderinden siyrilabilsem telasi. velhasil simdi budapestede CEUda(Central European University)&lt;br /&gt;en mainstreaminden ekonomi masteri yapiyorum. mainstreami vurgululayim ki ne kadar sikici oldugunu azicik hayal edebilin.&lt;br /&gt;ama ne yalan soyleyim bu cok cok sikici dersler disinda ki onlarinda seneye duzeleceginden umitliyim, keyfim yerinde.&lt;br /&gt;sayisini bilmedigim kadar cok memleketten arkadaslarim var,her birinin hayati ayri bir hikaye (bir suru hikayelerim var yani), house partyler var,icelim guzelleselim cinsinden, buda var peste var, bide ortasinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tuna var ki seryrine doyulmaz, arasira kacmacalar var soyle komsu memleketlere..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-1943610463467361292?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1943610463467361292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1943610463467361292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1943610463467361292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1943610463467361292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/05/ne-yaparim-ne-ederim-ve-niye-burdayimin.html' title='ne yaparim, ne ederim ve niye burdayimin kisa ozeti'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-1629351404441798531</id><published>2007-05-26T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:18:39.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merak</title><content type='html'>cahillik mutlulukdur sozunu zamaninda yeterince icsellestirememis oldugumdan didikledikce nefesim kesiliyor.. kedi meraktan olurmus misali, oldurcek kadar acitirmi kalbimi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3997844399086719443-1629351404441798531?l=obenanytime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/feeds/1629351404441798531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3997844399086719443&amp;postID=1629351404441798531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1629351404441798531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3997844399086719443/posts/default/1629351404441798531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obenanytime.blogspot.com/2007/05/merak.html' title='merak'/><author><name>oBen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04308025947006942098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_83SxnoezsNM/Ryd_JuKGU1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uIgtEiP6bxM/s320/S3010022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3997844399086719443.post-6124003718348310395</id><published>2007-05-26T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T04:58:12.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosgeldim</title><content type='html'>Oyle sicak ve cokca nemli peste gununde bir suredir kendi ismimle yazmadigim gunluk kivamindaki blogumu kapatmaya ve artik kendi ismimle yazabilecek kadar buyudugumu dusunerek yeni bir blog edinmeye karar verdim.. e sizde hosgeldiniz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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