<?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-6033699549099741519</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:18:40.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dittooo's world</title><subtitle type='html'>Този блог е едно от местата в света, където само аз съм владетел и само моята дума се слуша. Който не желае да разбере моя свят, нека не преглежда блога ми. Ако обаче е любопитен да усета моя свят... е, тогава е добре дошъл на обиколка!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-6981783207619605726</id><published>2010-12-06T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:57:28.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6981783207619605726/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2010/12/pavel-pavlov.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/6981783207619605726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/6981783207619605726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2010/12/pavel-pavlov.html' title=''/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-2379359986498221484</id><published>2009-11-01T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T06:13:44.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Отчаяние     14.09.2009Баналността е светлото начало,с което нашият живот започва.Тя там е гледала тогаваи с нас е - пътя ни следи.И там ще я намерим,когато времето ни дойде.Защо? - баналният въпросна моето банално битие.Защо сега? Защо така?Защо съм аз? Защо това?Защо съм тъжен? Защо вали?Защо ли плача? Защо боли?Защо ли всичко туй в ума ми преминава?Защо отчаян погледът ми рее се невиждащ?Но </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/2379359986498221484/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/11/14.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/2379359986498221484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/2379359986498221484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/11/14.html' title=''/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Su2XkEsiz6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/1Ppv6u4BoqM/s72-c/lonely.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-3178419424192339902</id><published>2009-09-13T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:57:40.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Приятелство</title><summary type='text'>12.09.2009Ти, ти може би не помниш,че някога познаваше ме.Може пък да искаш да забравиш!Не мога да те съдя...Приятел те наричах, защото с теб аз всичко си делях - и мъка и любов, и радости и страх.Така е, забравят се онези, които някога обичал си... Защо ли?Така по-лесно е като че лив света да се приспособим.Променя ли се той, променяш се и ти!Неправилно е, знам, нечестно е дори, но какво пък, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3178419424192339902/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/3178419424192339902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/3178419424192339902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Приятелство'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/SqzP40qiDfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/naA3PEDx9x8/s72-c/friendship_quote_graphic_c2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-4613936084245567526</id><published>2009-08-31T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T13:19:58.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I carry your heart with me</title><summary type='text'>I carry your heart with me (I carry it inMy heart) I am never without it (anywhereI go you go, my dear; and whatever is doneBy only me is your doing, my darling)I fearNo fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I wantNo world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)And it's you are whatever a moon has always meantAnd whatever a sun will always sing is youHere is the deepest secret nobody knows(Here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/4613936084245567526/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-carry-your-heart-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4613936084245567526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4613936084245567526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-carry-your-heart-with-me.html' title='I carry your heart with me'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/SpwAOVECeoI/AAAAAAAAALM/SzU4Zj7CMS0/s72-c/love_heart+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-4255081398320233685</id><published>2009-08-22T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:39:06.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Малките моменти са важни</title><summary type='text'>




Малките неща променят живота ни! Може да звучи тривиално, но наистина живатът не се измерва с броя на глътките въздух, а с моментите, които спират дъха! Важно е да сме с хора, които обичаме...</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=47e0028d45461685&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/4255081398320233685/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4255081398320233685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4255081398320233685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Малките моменти са важни'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-1531672165045619233</id><published>2009-07-28T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T13:20:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Реквием на годишните времена</title><summary type='text'>11.06.2009Ти знаеш ли историята скръбна на четирите годишни времена?Брат без своите три сестри осъмнаи не разбираше чия е таз вина.Орисница зла може би ги омагьосасъс завист пламнала в очите, затуй, че четирима ней покрусаи тъга и всяват в сълзите.Тя мразеше ги затова, чеедин на друг радуваха се те,а нея самотата само тачи, прегърнала я с ледени криле.Зла участ тя им пожела навекии раздели </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/1531672165045619233/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/1531672165045619233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/1531672165045619233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Реквием на годишните времена'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/SqAf8N06i9I/AAAAAAAAALg/eIKB53FYnCg/s72-c/TheFourSeasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-597699773573805813</id><published>2009-07-28T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:20:14.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><summary type='text'>28.07.2009My hardest sacrifice I’ve donemy heart was bleeding…the hell has opened those wide gatesand my soul was more than welcomed there.Somehow I didn’t thinkI couldn’t even feel the emptinessthat filled my icy being,cold and ready to die.I’ve been trying so hardbut at the end I was alone,all that left for me were my thoughts in the dark.No-one heard my screams,no-one noticed my pain.Falling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/597699773573805813/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/07/appreciation.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/597699773573805813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/597699773573805813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/07/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-7060256604354601603</id><published>2009-06-02T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:04:24.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Смисъл</title><summary type='text'>02.06.2009Не зная, не смея аз дори да питамкак, може би, нещата ще се случат.Съдбата е мистерия прикритада я решат, все хората се мъчат...Но мъката им е душевен трепет, а не физически печал.Търсейки отвъд познатия им хребет, те не намират опора за морал.Защо човек в света живее?Защо ли търси висш идеал?По-лесно ще е просто да се смее и да живее в мелодията на роял.За жалост всичко си оставаи </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7060256604354601603/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/06/02_02.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/7060256604354601603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/7060256604354601603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/06/02_02.html' title='Смисъл'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/SqAhD0f00DI/AAAAAAAAALo/cUeNck0oO0I/s72-c/Destiny_by_theparadox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-9087056589304633346</id><published>2009-06-02T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:20:53.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Истинска приятелка</title><summary type='text'>02.06.2009В сумрака на отиващия ден остана само ти да бдиш над мен.Не знаех аз да вярвам, или некак случи се - с теб бяхме насаме.Очаквах с поглед са ме накориш,че сляпо вярвах в простите неща.За мене изненада бе да ми спестиш,по именно да назоваваш любовта.Така, замислен, утре как ще дойдеусещах полъха на лекия ветрец.Едни очи зелени, твойтев моите намираха четец.Смутта ми, зная, не усети,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/9087056589304633346/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/06/02.html#comment-form' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/9087056589304633346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/9087056589304633346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/06/02.html' title='Истинска приятелка'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-7728173220480183800</id><published>2009-05-25T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:12:13.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Биотехнологиите – технологии на бъдещето или бъдеще за биотехнологиите</title><summary type='text'>Отминаващите години са символ на натрупания опит, но не винаги е лесно да се определи дали този опит носи положителни или по-скоро отрицателни последици върху нашето ежедневие. Всеки ден представя пред нас хората нови и нови изпитания, сякаш в опит да изпита нашата воля да се справяме с промените в околната среда. Иронията е, че повечето от тях самите ние предизвикваме в желанието си да оцелеем, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7728173220480183800/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/7728173220480183800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/7728173220480183800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title='Биотехнологиите – технологии на бъдещето или бъдеще за биотехнологиите'/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033699549099741519.post-4651492216782748968</id><published>2009-05-03T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T04:12:49.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Редовно получавам българския вариант на списание "GEO" и с него всеки път откривам нови истини за света. Интересно е как понякога човек открива най-големите истини в най-малките неща. Нещо подобно се случи и с мен, когато получих майския брой на списанието.  Хубавото на това списание е, че всеки брой започва със статия на главния редактор Иван Голев,  с която той цели да въведе в броя като </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/feeds/4651492216782748968/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/05/geo.html#comment-form' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4651492216782748968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033699549099741519/posts/default/4651492216782748968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dittooo.blogspot.com/2009/05/geo.html' title=''/><author><name>dittooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08856418634665127469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6Rh12Eov1E/Sm7Lw0kf8EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q_07ywH8gOQ/s1600-R/dittooo_f1e3a11a_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
