I ate so much food yesterday! I was stuffed! At Thank’s Giving, my family makes really good food. And when I say really awesome food, I don’t mean Mc. Donald’s, because I’m not white trash. What I mean is FUCKING AWESOME FOOD! I hope you don’t think of me as white trash. That would be fucking mean! I really don’t give a dinosour shit with whatever you think of me. As long as you go to my website . Anyways…… It was so fun last night. We were all playing the wii. I really sucked at it, because we were playing wii sports. I’m better at playing games that aren’t realistic. This game actually comes with the wii if you bye it. My uncle got the wii for free, because he signed up for comcast. Comcast is fucking HELLA expensive, but hey, he got a free wii. Now that’s what I call an awesome offer! I made a mii (if you even know whatever the fuck I’m talking about) of my brother, and made him look like a girl with a part of her hair missing and I made him look really fat and ugly! If you don’t know what a “mii” is, it’s an animated character of someone that you can make on the wii. I really suck at giving definitions. If your really curious with what a “mii” is, LOOK IT UP! I hope everybody had a great Thank’s Giving, but ofcorse, to those of you who never seem to read my blog……… GO FUCK YOURSELVES!!!!!!!!!!

“Lucram in back-office la Banca …., o sucursala ultra-centrala. Intamplarea face ca geamul de langa mine era chiar deasupra bancomatului.

In acea perioada banca a avut o “promotie” astfel ca a luat toti clientii ei si ai altui IFN foarte mare care aveau credite pentru bunuri de consum (maruntisuri de gen telefoane mobile, dvd playere frigidere, etc) si le-a trimis prin posta un card de credit. In scrisoarea atasata se mentiona ca au primit un card de credit cu X milioane de lei cadou. Evident ca era vorba de o limita de X milioane de lei, nu de X milioane cadou. Am uitat sa mentionez ca toti cei care au primit respectivul cadou luasera credit din magazin. Peste 70% din ei nu aveau nici cea mai vaga idee de produsele bancare, mai ales de carduri.

Pe langa cardul primit in plic, pe respectiva scrisoare se mai mentiona si ca pentru a folosi cardul trebuie sa vina la banca sa semneze un contract. Nu toata lumea a citit si fraza asta…

In urma acestei campanii nu exista zi sa nu ii vad – de fapt sa ii aud – de la geamul meu pe respectabilii clienti. Doi dintre ei, insa m-au facut rad cu lacrimi.

Intr-o zi pe la ora 4, vara fiind geamul era deschis, aud de afara “2(doua) milioane”. Ignor si imi continui treaba. Dar zgomotul nu s-a oprit. Continua “2(doua) milioane, am zis doua milioane!!! Da ba f***-ti m**tii matii 2 milioane!!!”.

Evident scot capu pe geam si il vad pe dinstinsul domn stand cam la juma’ de metru de bancomat avand cardul in mana stanga si ragnind din toate puterile la bancomat sa ii dea banii.

Al doilea care m-a amuzat teribil erau de fapt doi colegi – angajati REBU, conform inscrisurilor de pe uniforma de servici. Pe cei doi i-am vazut trecand prin fata bancomatului. Nu prea stiau ce sa faca cu acea bucatica de plastic dar avea scris pe o hartiuta, cu un scris foarte lizibil, probabil de catre o dominsoara din front office, toti pasii care trebuie urmati (inclusiv PIN -ul, bineinteles). Intre timp tellerul alimenta bancomatul cu bani si evident ca lor nu le primea cardul in acest interval. Asa ca dupa ce au incercat fara succes sa il indese in toate gaurile care le-au vazut pe bancomat (inclusiv cea de chitante) l-au vazut pe teller (un nene cam la 1.90 si 90 Kg) iesind din spatele bancomatului si spunandu-le ca acum pot folosi bancomantul. Reactia unuia dintre ei a fost “vezi ba c**ie, ti-am zas io ca e unu acolo in spate care iti banii! Ai sa imi dai doua beri!”

Si bonus ca mi-am amintit de baietii de la REBU, tin minte ca aveau conturile la Tiriac (sau HVB Tiriac ca nu mai stiu daca erau “uniti”) si in ziua de salariu se asezau respectuos la coada in fata bancomatului.Peste 50 de oameni. Dar nu e problema ca aveau rabdare. Ca sa nu piarda cumva banii se asezau dinainte sa le intre banii. si la un moment iesea din sucursala o domisoara foarte draguta care se punea ca profesoara in fata elevilor si rand pe rand ei ii dadeau functionarei bancare cardul impreuna cu un postit pe care era trecut PIN -ul. Suma pe care o vroiau scoasa era aceiasi la toti “TOT CE E PE EL DOMN’SOARA”. Si acum imi pare rau de domnisoara aia care trebuia sa le dea banii din bancomat si nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce se intampla daca nu le intrau alora banii. Nu de alta dar veneau direct de la servici cu maturi, lopeti, etc. Unii veneau chiar cu masina de servici

在電腦上也可以作一個自己的Wii Mii 囉!!

http://www.makewee.com/

The original Wii Sports was a free game that came with the Wii. It was was easy and concise and gave new players a chance to really get into the controls before they started up with Link or Samus in one of their bigger, badder games. But the surprise was how much fun it was. It might have been simple, but it was well-crafted and new enough that it merited a sequel.

When I first heard about Wii Sports Resort, I honestly didn’t see the point: giving a free, low-budget game a sequel with a real release? And doing so in a sea of licensed games or huge franchises carted out by Sony and Microsoft? Apparently, I was wrong to doubt. As you can read in this article from Cubed, sales of the game have been stellar.

Despite lower sales for Wii hardware, the follow-up to Wii Sports (which itself has now slipped past 50 million) has now sold 6.97 million copies worldwide, giving a fairly solid install base for MotionPlus-enabled owners.

Fellow software in the Wii range has also performed exceptionally well, with Wii Fit selling 22.5 million with the balance board, the expansion, Wii Fit Plus creeping past the 2 million mark and Mario Kart still hogging the charts at 18.4 million. The mini-game compilation bundled with Wii Remote, Wii Play knocked up 24.4 million.

Nintendo has also performed continually well with DS software, the classic 2D revival, New! Super Mario Bros selling 19.94 million copies, Mario Kart DS 16.1 million and Professor Layton and [the Diabolical] Box is at 1.26 million. The much desired Pokémon Gold and Silver remakes, Heart and Soul, together shipped 2.27 million, with Platinum topping 6.39 million.

And if you’re looking to get your hands on Wii Sports Resort or some of the other games mentioned above, check out Amazon.com!

Limited-Edition Wii Sports Resort Bundle with Two Wii MotionPlus
Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box
Mario Kart DS

From/De: Konami Digital Entertainment, Inc.

New Video Highlights Improved Gameplay Elements

Konami Digital Entertainment, Inc. today released a new trailer for the Wii™ version of Pro Evolution Soccer 2010 (PES 2010). The footage shows key new elements in the Wii game; using visual examples of the new free kick system, the real-time stamina indicator called “Play Energy”, and showcases a variety of AI feints and Mii support PES 2010 enjoys. The trailer also highlights the strong online elements of the new iteration, and also showcases the ever-impressive visuals of the Wii title.

Pro Evolution Soccer 2010 will be available in November for Wii, Xbox 360® video game and entertainment system from Microsoft, PLAYSTATION®3 computer entertainment system, PlayStation®2 computer entertainment system and PSP® (PlayStation®Portable) system. For more information about Pro Evolution Soccer 2010 and other Konami products, please visit the company website at www.konami.com.

Un site a făcut senzaţie pe internet, după ce a publicat chipul unui bărbat pe care mii de oameni susţin că l-au visat.

Portretul misteriosului bărbat a fost realizat de o femeie căreia i-a apărut de mai multe ori în vise. Schiţele au fost date publicităţii în anul 2006 de către psihologul femeii.

Desenul a circulat printre medicii americani care, la rândul lor, l-au arătat pacienţilor. Doctorii au fost surprinşi când oamenii le-au povestit că îl cunosc pe bărbat şi că l-au visat de foarte multe ori.

Criticii consideră că publicarea portretului pe internet este, de fapt, o farsă.

Sursa: Antena3.ro

Bueno, mi 1º Aporte.

Bueno, en la semana pasada me conseguí el Guitar Hero 5 para Wii, entonces ya había pasado 2 meses que tenía mi wii. Y el juego me pidió una actualización urgente, y como el caballero que me vendió la Wii me dijo: “Actualízala por DVD sin problemas! no pasa nada”. Bueno eso hize.  Y.. taran! actualizó sin brickear mi Wii! y antes estaba 3.1U. Ahora se había actualizado a la 3.4U y lo pude jugar! pero… mis 2 juegos favoritos muerieron… el Smash y el Zelda. Decía ese error de “Se ha producido un problema Interno” y cuando el disco estaba puesto y prendía la wii: “Los archivos del sistema están corruptos”. Y decidí buscar una solución, pero todo me llevaba a conectar la wii a Internet, lo cual no tengo Wi Fi. A si que encontré un método pero a uno se le brickeo la wii y me dió desconfianza. A si que Instalé el BootMii, Una utilidad para hacer Un Respaldo en la NAND (la Memoria Interna de la Wii) y si la Wii se te Brickea, usas el respaldo y tara! tu Wii como si no le hubiera pasado nada. Entonces me decidí a usar ese método para Reparar mi Wii y.. funcionó! aún así mantengo el bootMii (a pesar de que lo instalé como Boot 2 jeje)

Ahora después de tanta historia: los Links:

• NextGameDay | De 3.4 o 3.3 a 3.2 Sin Intenet
• BootMii Page | BootMii

PD: El BootMii pack es el HackMii trae: BootMii (obio jeje), el DVDx Libraries (Las librerías DVD para leer películas DVD en tu wii) y el Homebrew Channel Update especial para BootMii.

My mom was playing Dr. Mario Rx on the Wii, and I thought her opponent had an interesting Mii. It looks like a Japanese stormtrooper to me, but that’s just me. (The one on the right is the one I’m talk about. The Mii on the left is my mom. NOTE TO STALKERS: My mom doesn’t look like that in real life.)

I know the picture quality sucks, but it was taken from a 1.3 MP Sony Ericsson W350a using the worst picture size and okay quality settings (which actually sucks). I don’t have a Memory Stick for my phone, so I can’t use the best settings. Oh well, guess we’ll have to deal with that then.

Ryan

Sunset near Makino over Lake Biwa

Makino was the turning point in my journey, the non-climactic climax of my loop around Lake Biwa. The pedals moved smoothly on the bike I had borrowed from the hotel, and I glided effortlessly down the narrow lakeshore road, dodging cars and pedestrians on a lane too narrow for either. I passed ancient wooden gates protecting majestic temples, mixed in with old wooden houses belonging to anglers, farmers, and wealthy individuals lucky enough to have summer homes. There were bright green paddy fields and dull gray boat ramps, small shrines and old tea shops. There were also staring eyes, especially when I stopped to take a picture of something that seemed perfectly normal to local residents, such as a beautiful field or the sunset dipping over the lake.

Why was Makino a climax, a turning point in my journey? Well, in the physical sense, it was the halfway point of the loop I was taking around the lake, and the point from which I started heading back toward Osaka rather than away from it. It was the place where I experienced my first and only disappointing hotel of the trip. It was also the least urban, most rural place I had been so far. But more than that, it was the people who were different: the scenery of Makino was friendly, but unfortunately, the people were not. This was a different Shiga than I was used to.

Riding my bike through Makino

Speaking of the hotel–I won’t mention the name out of courtesy–it was a giant disappointment. This was the only luxury hotel I was to stay in, right on the lakeshore and at twice the cost of the other business hotels I had stayed in thus far. However, its location was bad (15 minutes walk from the station through the middle of nothing with no pickup service, which is unheard of in Japan); its carpets were stained everywhere; its bathroom had random hairs stuck all over it; the swimming pool was much smaller than its picture made it look, filled with dirt and spots, and not open for use once the whole time I was there; the “private beach” smelled like garbage and dead fish; the “bar” and “restaurant” were identically plain (cheap folding chairs and cheap plastic tables in front of a large window looking out at said smelly beach); the staff were unfriendly, unhelpful, and uninterested; and my view was of a pile of concrete slabs, pipes, and tools strewn about.

But I was thankful for the bikes.

Because of delays arriving to Makino I had to change my schedule around a bit, but after checking out from my hotel (good riddance) and trudging back to the station, I was on the train for Katata. After calling the Katata tourist information center and conforming that there were in fact lockers at the station, of course. I felt a tinge of sadness as I rode the nearly empty train southward, near the west shore of the lake. Tomorrow I would be heading back to Osaka. While my feet hurt and the prospect of my own bed seemed nice, the idea of my vacation ending and “real life” starting again made me a little blue. On the other hand, I was looking forward to the day’s sites and also to a scalding hot spring bath that night.

Ukimido (Mangetsuji) in Katata

The first thing I noticed about Katata was the people were different from those of northern Shiga. They were much more friendly. The bus driver really helped me out, stopping the bus as the stop where I got off and coming down to the street to point the way to the place I was looking for. He was a really friendly guy overall, and without him I would have been lost in Katata. The main site I visited was Ukimido (can be translated to something like “floating Buddha hall”), which is a structure that is built on stilts out in the middle of the water, and is part of Mangetsuji Temple. The structure was built by a monk from Enryakuji Temple (a temple on Mt. Hiei) about 1000 years ago, and the current structure is from 1937. It is probably the most celebrated spot in Katata, and it’s easy to understand why–it floats perfectly on the surface of the lake, surrounded by beautiful pine trees, providing a truly calming sight that brings one’s thoughts to things spiritual. I also dropped in at nearby Honpukuji Temple and walked around the surrounding neighborhoods, which were charming.

Pagoda atop giant rocks at Ishiyama-dera

My next destination was Ishiyama-dera, one of the most famous temples in the Otsu areas. I took the train to Yamashina and from there rode the Keihan line through the mountains and along its steep, winding course into Otsu, where I transferred for another local line that led me to the bottom of a hill near Ishiyama-dera. This is one of the temples of the Saigoku Piligrimage route, buried in a forest on the side of a steep, craggy hill. The gurgling of water over moss-covered rocks, quiet stillness of the forest, and chirping of birds complemented old buildings that seemed as if they had been there since the beginning of time. A truly magical and mysterious aura floated through the grounds of Ishiyama-dera, one that transported me as a visitor to another world until I reached the top of the hill, looked out over the city, and remembered that Iwas, in fact, in modern Japan. There are buildings here that are more than 800 years old, and one of the rooms there was used by Lady Murasaki when she was writing The Tale of Genji. As I was sitting on a bench near the summit, a couple of people came over and talked to me, and two older ladies even asked to have their picture taken with me. One of them was from Osaka, the other from Okinawa, and the latter said she was planning to visit the American west coast later that year.

After I took the long way around the vast temple grounds, I finally made it back to the entrance and caught a bus back to a Keihan Line station, continuing from there back to Yamashina where my luggage was stored. I spotted a Starbucks near the station, something I had not seen for days, and decided it was time for a cup. After resting there and reading my book for a while (I was currently reading Itoyama Akiko’s Fukurokoji no Otoko), I headed back to the station, only to have yet another lady I didn’t know come up and talk to me. Apparently she talked to me without taking a good look at my face first, because partway through she stopped when she realized I was a foreigner, assuming I wouldn’t understand. I assured her in Japanese I had no trouble speaking the language, and we actually stood there and talked for about an hour in front of the train station ticket machines. She was apparently studying English, but she was glad to talk for the first time to a foreigner in Japanese (beyond the level of “konnichiwa,” “I’m 26 years old” or “where’s the bathroom?”), something that is rare in Japan. It turned out she was a Jehovah’s Witness, and I politely declined her offer to come to her church, she was one of the most interesting people I encountered during my trip.

That night I stayed at Ogoto Onsen in a nice hotel with indoor and outdoor hot spring baths built in. In contrast to my last hotel, the staff were waiting with a bus when I arrived, and we followed winding, woody road up to the top of a hill where the hotel was located. The staff were courteous, and the baths felt wonderful after four straight days of traveling and walking through mountains and towns. It was at this hotel that I met the dreaded “slipper obaasan” (“slipper granny”),as I have decided to name her. What is the slipper obaasan? Well, she is an old lady who wears a yukata and works in the hot spring public bath section of the hotel, and her job is apparently to make sure people wear their hotel slippers when they walk down the corridor leading to the bath. During check-in, they had mentioned that I needed to wear the hotel slippers when going to the bath, but when I got to the room, I found that the slippers were about 2-3 inches shorter than my foot. I called the front desk, but they had no other size. Nice. In the end, I put on the yukata and walked to the bath sans slippers, only to encounter the slipper obaasan along the way. When she saw that I didn’t have my slippers, she flashed the giant X-shaped dame sign with her arms and started freaking out at me–I kind of thought she was going to rip my head off. With impeccable timing, the young girl from reception saw us and intervened, saying I could go for now and she would find a pair of soft room slippers for me to use and put them outside the bath. When I had finished bathing and was in the changing area, still not clothed, the slipper obaasan walked nonchalantly into the room full of naked men, stood in front of me, and told me my slippers were waiting–I think she had been worrying terribly about this, which I suppose was her job. She even stood outside to make sure I actually wore them, and followed me all the way down the hall as I left.

The slipper obaasan got mad at me for not wearing these slippers. Reasonable? I think not.

Refreshed after a nice bath–there was even one bath outside that had water falling at close intervals from above, so it hits your shoulders and feels like a massage–I returned to my room and took in the gorgeous view of the lake from my window. As the sun set, the lights of the cities clinging to the shores of Lake Biwa and the few fishing boats still out in the water became the only things that were visible. After breakfast the following day I would return to Osaka. My trip around the lake was finished, yet I still felt there was so much to see. I never had the chance to spend time in Takashima or Imazu thanks to JR delays, I still wanted to visit the ninja town of Koga on the east side of the lake, and I had never been up to Mt. Hiei or to Mii-dera in Otsu. But I suppose that’s be best part about Shiga Prefecture: there’s always something new to discover.

Nightfall over Lake Biwa, seen from Ogoto Onsen

See part 1 and part 2 of the journey.

To see a map of my journey, click here.

Ich war mal wieder bei meiner besten Freundin zum Wii spielen und hab Ihr mein Wii-Fit mit Balance Bord ausgeliehen. Das Spiel ist zwar nur für eine Person gedacht (und eigentlich kein Spiel sondern hartes, ernstzunehmendes Training) aber wir hatten auch zu zweit jede Menge Spaß. Es ist sehr unterhaltsam zu sehen wer beim Ski springen weiter kommt, beim Slalom mehr umfährt, wer am weitesten über die Häuserschlucht balanciert und wer beim Hula-Hula mehr Reifen fängt ohne, dass man seine echten Knochen riskieren muss.

Dass das Spiel nur für eine Person entwickelt wurde bringt dabei allerdings leichte Probleme mit sich. So wollte mein Mii (so heißen die Figuren) sich nicht in Bewegung setzen, wenn Sie vorher gespielt hatte und Ihre sind nur noch gesprungen, wenn ich vorher dran war. Aber auch das lässt sich umgehen (dann schimpft die Konsole nur über das schwankende Gewicht auf dem Bord).

Ok, so ernsthaft war das Training nicht. Aber jede Menge Spaß hat es gemacht!

M-am saturat! M-am saturat de oamenii fatarnici. De oameni care cu prima ocazie te-ar infunda in tarana. De oamenii parsivi, care cu un sarut pe obraz te-ar vinde pe doi lei. M-am saturat de cei care stau prin preajma mea ca sa poata sa ia ce e mai bun din viata, sa poata sa culeaga ceea ce doresc si apoi sa mearga mai departe. M-am saturat sa incerc sa trec peste toate acestea ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat. Le-as striga in fata “Ce mai vrei de la viata mea?? CE? Ti-am dat tot!”   M-am saturat de persoanele fatarnice, cu doua fete, de vulpile sirete, care se prefac a-ti fi prietene. Care se prefac ca le pasa daca iti este bine sau nu. Si cand e vorba de luat ceva din viata mea, de facut ceva, sa o faca senin ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat, ca mai apoi sa spuna ca de fapt ei au fost proprietari de drept de cand se stiu. Pur si simplu m-am saturat. Si m-as feri de astfel de persoane. Dar nu pot? Stii de ce? Pentru ca sunt peste tot. Ma inconjoara. In spate, in fata, in dreapta si in stanga. Peste tot unde ma duc ma asteapta. Asteapta sa ma apropii, ca apoi sa-si afiseze un zambet fals, sa ma imbratiseze fals si sa ma intrebe un fals: “Cum  iti mai merge? si “Ce mai faci?”, ca apoi sa incerce sa ma vanda pe 2 lei. Eu sunt constienta de asta. Si de asta doare si mai tare. Ca sunt constienta de cine sunt inconjurata. Si doare si mai tare atunci cand stiu ca dintr-o suflare le-as putea distruge, as putea sa le indepartez. Dar nu o fac. Ii las sa-si joace jocul. Vesnicul joc al fatarniciei. Stiu ca sunt in stare ca o mana sa o dea cu mine si cu cealalta sa ma  vanda!  Si ce? Tocmai de asta eu dau mana cu ei. Ca nu cumva sa ma vanda cu amandoua mainile. Cel putin una o vor avea ocupata cu mine. O vor avea ocupata incercand sa salveze aparentele.

Fete ironice, zambete false, ochi steclind de lacomie  si maini pregatite sa ia cat mai mult. Acestia sunt monstrii societatii noastre. Acestia sunt EI. Ei, cei care afiseaza o fata de inocent. Dar pe mine acei ochi de vulpe nu ma mint. Ii simt de la mii si mii de pasi. Numai mirosul tradarii cand ma apropii de ei imi persista in nari. Si ce daca? Tot ei vor ajunge candva sa fie vanduti. Se vor vinde unul pe altul mai des si mai ieftin ca vesnicii ciorapi “3 perechi la 10 mii”.

Jasmine & Alissas go Wii bowling

Nite and Jeff hosted a game night at Nite’s condo. I figured the boys would order pizza (mmm, Domino’s) but as I’m actually trying to manage my diabetes instead of ignoring it (and then wondering why some bruises on my leg never seem to heal), I brought some roast chicken and a salad to eat.

Anyway, Alissa and I bowled against Jon and Tony. We won! Hurray! These are our avatars. Jeff created Alissa’s avatar, pictured right. She wanted the ugliest, craziest avatar he could conjure. I think it’s perfect, and that all of us who saw it tonight will have nightmares. Thanks, Jeff!

POP  = PSP

X GAME 360 = XBOX 360

POLY STATION  = PLAY STATION

FUNSTATION 3  = PLAY STATION 3

MII  = WII

OPINION: Nosotros como conocedores y adictos a los videojuegos sabemos reconocer una colsola original de una pirata, estas consolas no tienen juegos con calidad superior a la NES o “nintendo” si compras una de estas consolas preparate para jugar marios bros 1,2,3. Adventure island, matar patos con pistola Duck hunt, bomberman y muchos juegos mas de antaño.

Obviamente los precios son llamativos, los padres ven esos precios y dicen “WOW mira el juego que queria pablito!!” y lo compran a un precio que es una ganga…. Pero lo que no tiene precio es la cara del niño cuando ve que clase de porqueria le han comprado.

I’m in so much pain. I came home from work and did every single muscle exercise of Wii Fit before dinner. Is it just me who thinks ten reps of the Press-up and Side Stand exercise is nine too many? I thought my arms were gonna give in and collapse under me. Sure, I felt good afterwards, but is it meant to hurt every single muscle in my body? And the Plank – oh goodness! I am sure that when Erica tells me we are strengthening my deep muscles, what she means is: “You’re about to die a very painful death.”

I got through all the exercises, proud, exhausted and slightly sweaty and had yogurt with müsli for dinner, while T. dug into a deliciously smelling chicken korma… (I’m still trying to convince myself I’m not jealous) I’m ready for bed now but will, as I promised myself, do my 200 crunches before I fall asleep. Tomorrow I’m not working till 4pm, which means I’ve got all day to do muscle work and yoga. I should probably also unpack my suitcase – we’ve been home for five days and it is still situated in the middle of the living room floor… I think it’s about time my three new pairs of shoes get a home on the shelf!

Have you been to Wuhu Island?  I bet millions of you have.  It’s not only the location of the new Wii Sports Resort (which has sold more than 1 million copies in its first month), but also the location of the running portion of Wii Fit, which has sold over 22 million copies to date.  Of course, the island took much more prominence the moment you jumped out of the plane and parachuted down to it in Wii Sports Resort.

Nintendo Papercraft posted a model of Wuhu Island last week from its resident designer ddi7i4d.  Stay fit!

If your thinking about doing a postgrad in Marketing, check out this link below..

Well worth a look =)

http://www.mii.ie/msc/

Sunt multe persoane care au auzit despre programul GDI, majoritatea au primit un mail sau un mass sau chiar SMS-uri in care erau indrumati sa se inscrie in cea mai mare oportunitate online a momentului. Sceptici, pesimisti, unii chiar revoltati, au refuzat din start orice legatura cu aceasta asa-zisa afacere, neincercand macar sa vada despre ce este vorba.

Plec de la aceasta idee pt a evidentia faptul ca romanii nu reusesc sa inteleaga multe din lucrurile care se desfasoara in aceasta lume virtuala, de care se lovesc zi de zi si astfel prefera sa le critice decat sa incerce sa le accepte. Programul GDI nu este inteles si de aceea este criticat. Majoritatea romanilor sunt saraci sau duc un trai de nivel mediu (financiar vorbind), iar atunci cand intalnesc astfel de oportunitati, vor castiguri mari si repede, eventual fara prea mare implicare din partea lor si gratis daca se poate. Gandul ca trebuie sa plateasca 10$ in fiecare luna este mai puternic decat sansa de a castiga sute sau chiar mii de dolari IN FIECARE LUNA – oare de ce?? In anumite medii se desprinde definitia romanului adevarat care spera sa se imbogateasca peste noapte nefacand nimic – raportat la GDI, daca trec 1-2 luni fara a avea castig, timp in care persoana a platit 20$ (o suma “fabuloasa”) si nu s-a implicat prea mult in promovare, sperand ca vor veni potentialii afiliati peste el doar prin puterea gandului, inseamna ca sistemul este o mare tzeapa. Este usor de inteles de unde vine aceasta respingere, acest refuz categoric – dupa un Caritas si un FNI, orice natie de pe pamantul asta ar fi suferit. Dar nu pot fi de acord cu lipsa de interes pt documentare. Sunt sute de persoane care scriu despre GDI in fiecare zi, se gasesc zeci de prezentari video si audio, forumuri pe care cei implicati in afacere dezbat diferite aspecte ale ei. Este atat de usor sa intri in legatura cu aceste persoane care va pot oferi orice detaliu si va pot raspunde la orice intrebare, astfel incat sa va inscrieti in program in deplina cunostinta de cauza si sa nu fiti nevoiti mai tarziu sa spuneti ca nu ati stiut in ce va bagati.

Atasez mai jos un print screen al contului meu PayPal cu plata domeniului si castigul pe luna octombrie – pe 28 octombrie am platit domeniul, iar pe 12 noiembrie am primit banii din comisioane:

Astazi, 10$ inseamna 30 de lei, o suma importanta pt fiecare dintre cei care reusesc sa ramana la nivelul de plutire luna de luna, cu familie si obligatii, datorii, salarii de mizerie intr-o tzara cu lideri de mizerie. Sau tigarile pe 5 zile, o masa in oras… Dar ganditi-va cat de mult v-ar ajuta 50$ in plus in fiecare luna (nu zic mai mult, ideal ar fi sute sau mii, ceea ce este la fel de posibil). In timp (12-15 luni) reteaua se va dezvolta si castigul va creste, desigur cu o promovare optima si sprijin esential din partea indrumatorilor. Astfel, oricine poate deveni un lider, un conducator – al propriei vieti, sunt sigur ca ne vom descurca muuuult mai bine decat liderii mai sus mentionati.

Programul GDI este o sansa de care ne putem folosi pt a ajunge la un trai decent, cu griji doar pt sanatatea noastra, cu o viziune diferita pt ziua de maine. Va invit pe www.financiar.ws sa descoperiti acest program pas cu pas, cu o documentare eficienta. Va asigur suport in orice chestiune legata de program si sprijin in dezvoltarea retelei proprii.

Cei mai sceptici pot accesa adresa de mai jos pt a vedea ca GDI este acceptat ca distribuitor in industria de vanzari directe din Romania: http://www.rodsa.ro/firme_active.htm#Global

COPYRIGHT  Dragos Sorohan

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The music on the Mii channel on the Nintendo Wii has an unusual groove to it, and apparently it prompts some people to dance.  In the following video, the instructor of a recent Boogiezone University workshop danced to it for his students.

It’s too bad the Miis (characters / avatars) on the Wii don’t dance to it.  However, in Wii Fit you can see your Miis dancing (and you get to dance along, too), albeit it’s more of a step up / step down routine, but you can creatively add to it.

BTW, who knew there was a Boogiezone University?  Can you get a degree in getting your groove on?  I’m glad I didn’t have to take a dance class in college, or I might’ve lost my scholarships…