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yasiyoruz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Herseyin basinda, tum paylasimlarin cok oncesinde bildigin saftim. Kendi dunyamda sadece kendimi severek yasadim, sevemedim, sevmek istemedim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Saklambacin cocuk oyunu oldugunu unutup yeri geldi saklandim, yeri geldi ebe oldum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Kandirdim, kandirildim ve kimi karsima alacagimi anladim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Temkinli davranmayi ogrendim. Saga baktim, sola baktim. Hep yanimdakileri dost, karsimdakileriyse dusman sandim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sonra bir gun kafami kaldirip gozlerine baktim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Kalbimde olduktan sonra kisi neredeymis hicbir onemi yokmus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;6 sene gecti...6 koca sene ve ben her gune bana dair herseyi biz yapiyorum ve ekliyorum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Simdi gecmise dair, bugune dair ve yarina dair bir ton sevgi var, ask var, ozlem var&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sen yanimda degilken, guzel bir kadin olamiyorum, olmak istemiyorum...cunku bir tek beni sen begen istiyorum, beni sen izle...arabaya bindigimde, yanina geliyormusum hissi pesimi birakmiyor. gittigimiz yerler, kaldigimiz oteller, seni opmelere doyamadigim mekanlar...sanki arabadan inmeden once hizli hizli parfumumu sIkIp, sana dogru yuruyecegim, karsimda senin o muhtesem gulusun olacak..sonra bana cok sIkI sarilacaksin ve ben sana "askim biraakk nefes alamiyorum" diye sitem edecegim, sen daha cok gulecekmissin gibi. besiktas formasiyla elimi tutarak, bir yandan beni severek, bir yandan besiktas macina heyecanlanarak izleyen bu adami ben cok seviyorum. ve o adamla ilgili mukemmel hayallerim var, once esim olacak, sonra bebislerimin babasi...sev beni, hep cok sev...cunku ben seni hep cok sevecegim...&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/713753235809410147-1460949002959459169?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1460949002959459169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1460949002959459169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1460949002959459169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1460949002959459169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2011/05/19-mayis-2011.html' title='19 mayis 2011...'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKcvA7xVGFg/TdWBxrtQGgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/V-aFdhA361g/s72-c/potpori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7794619152719987697</id><published>2010-05-18T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:50:46.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>19 mayis 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S_MZsvKlY8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/IfIkT3OyQDI/s1600/dovme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S_MZsvKlY8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/IfIkT3OyQDI/s320/dovme.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Hayatimin Anlamiyla 5. senemizi geride biraktik bugun...Seku'suz ilk yildonumum...Dunyanin en mukemmel sevgilisiyle, en mukemmel 5 yili...Hayatimin anlami, yasama sebebim, mucizem! 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title='19 mayis 2005'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S_MZsvKlY8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/IfIkT3OyQDI/s72-c/dovme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8034011164225420567</id><published>2010-02-22T19:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:22:56.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gercek'/><title type='text'>gercek</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNihal%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S4MftyqdpOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/PRQBcMHfuVc/s1600-h/ascending.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S4MftyqdpOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/PRQBcMHfuVc/s320/ascending.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Herkes gercegi aradigini soyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Herkes gercegin onu kurtarmasini bekler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama seni ozgur birakan gercegin degil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonunda kavustugun yuzudur sevdiginin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercegi ogrenmek icin kimi kendini ortaya atar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kimi de baskasini atese atar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama caresizce aradigi sey gercek degil aslinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sen bir kutuda birakip gittigin kendini ariyorsun aslinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sen fazlasini bilmek istemiyorsun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sen sadece bir gun senin de sevilebilecegini bilmek istiyorsun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ve ne yaparsan yap sevilmiyorsan eger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seni gercek degil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sokaktan sectigin rastgele birini kurban etmek kurtarir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercegi yine de ogrenmek icin yalanlardan orulu bir ipe tutunmak ne korkunctur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korkunctur sonunda gordugun gercegin en ciplak, en gaddar, en acimasiz yuzu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama en korkuncu her seye sahipken bile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercegin degil bir aninin, bir hayalin, bir hayaletin pesinden kosmak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercekleri saklayarak ulasabilir misin gercege&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anilarin icinde aradigin insani bulabilir misin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hic yasanmamis bir hayata gercekmis gibi tutunabilir misin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orada olmayan birinin seni hala koruduguna inanabilir misin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercegin o kadar cok yuzu var ki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senin gordugune inanabilir misin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hayal ettigin hersey bir gun bir ihtimal gercek olabilir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O ihtimali yok etmeden unutabilir misin gercekten sevdigin tek insani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8034011164225420567?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8034011164225420567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8034011164225420567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8034011164225420567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8034011164225420567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/gercek.html' title='gercek'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S4MftyqdpOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/PRQBcMHfuVc/s72-c/ascending.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2104529453051494235</id><published>2010-02-08T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:37:18.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gecmis'/><title type='text'>gecmis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S3CgAIvJ-sI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hu7oT2WOHPU/s1600-h/j0289487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S3CgAIvJ-sI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hu7oT2WOHPU/s320/j0289487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyle bir dongudur ki hayat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sevdiklerinle yer degistirir durur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caresiz hep oynarsin ayni oyunu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bir kere olan her sey olmaya devam eder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bir kere kactin mi herseyden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayni ayak izlerine basarak kacarsin surekli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bastikca buyur gecmisin ayak izleri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arkanda biraktikca ansizin onune cikarlar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendi ayak izlerini takip edip donemezsin gecmise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama yeterince beklersen eger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gecmis eninde sonunda donecektir sana geri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gecmisi degistiremesen de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cagirabilirsin onu kendine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyunu bir kere kaybettiysen eger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silemezsin kayitlarini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama yeterli bedeli odediysen eger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her seyini kaybettigin o masaya bir gun oturabilirsin yeniden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gecmisin ocunu almak zordur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gecmisle hesaplasmak neredeyse imkansizdir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama bir kere niyetlendiysen o daga tirmanmaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sirf kendinin degil dusmanlarinin da deseceksin gecmislerini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasimlarinin biraktigi kanli izlerden oyle ustalikla gececeksin ki bu sefer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendi gecmisine degil onlarinkine doneceksin bir sureligine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onlarin ayak izlerine basarak yaklasacaksan onlara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cok dikkat etmelisin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senin kim oldugunu hatirlamayacaklar ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendilerini gorurlerse sende&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendi yaptiklarini hatirlatacaksin onlara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama intikam yolunda asil tehlike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gercegi ogrenmeleri degil dusmanlarinin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asil tehlike kendi gercegini saklamaya calisirken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onlar hakkindaki gercegi asla ogrenememektir…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2104529453051494235?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2104529453051494235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2104529453051494235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2104529453051494235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2104529453051494235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/gecmis.html' title='gecmis'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S3CgAIvJ-sI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hu7oT2WOHPU/s72-c/j0289487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-5106645584542042126</id><published>2010-02-01T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:32:21.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eve donus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can dusmani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imkansiz'/><title type='text'>imkansizi istemek</title><content 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Benzemiyor cunku bir dile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dondugum, dondugum ama dondugum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dondugum bu semah sensin dondugum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sen benim kara omrume vuran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suyumu harelendiren sevincimdin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onu sevebileceginin en yucesiyle sevdin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Titreme daha fazla kalbim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagisla kendini artik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onu da birak gitsin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O senin en ezel gununden kaderin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sen onu nasilsa bin kere daha seveceksin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben senden imkansizi istiyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben senden artik kendimi istiyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben artik senden gidiyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elveda can dusmanim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elveda sevgilim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben artik eve donuyorum..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;artik biliyorum yaklasmak hicbir zaman kavusmak degildir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;imkansizi istemenin bedeli, istedigini elde edememektir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;artik biliyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;intikam yemini etmenin bedeli, bir daha evine hic donememektir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-5106645584542042126?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5106645584542042126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S2eAS1YJdnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/P7pDQbdwFOQ/s72-c/buz+kalp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6566072305744241399</id><published>2010-01-25T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:06:52.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caresizlik'/><title type='text'>caresizlik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S14u9i8dU4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Gsax67YDoWk/s1600-h/caresizlik2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S14u9i8dU4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Gsax67YDoWk/s320/caresizlik2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bir gun herkesin karsisina cikar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Icinden gecemeyecegi bir orman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asamayacagi bir dag,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bir zamanlar gencken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yumrugumu vurdugum her tasi kirarim zannederdim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama gun gelir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Herkesin karsisina catlatamayacagi bir kaya cikar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hikayeyi degistiremedikten sonra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onceden bilmek son sayfada ne yazdigini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuk olur insana sadece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cozumu olmayan sorular sormasi zihnin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deli eder adami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ne istediginle ne yapabilecegin arasindaki ucurum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bir kendinden vazgecersen kapanir kendiliginden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bir de olumune atlarsan karsi tarafa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En karanlik gununde, en caresiz aninda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendini ortaya atiyorsan eger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En umutsuz aninda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendin icin degil, cocuklarin icin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kendini care diye sunuyorsan eger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yureginde cocugunun sevgisini tutan hic kimse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caresiz degildir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tum kapilar ustune kitlenmis de olsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birinin kalbinde yer tutan hic kimse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tutsak degildir kendi kafesine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caresizlik aradiginin carenin belki de tam onunde olmasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ama onu bulacak vaktinin olmamasi caresizlik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caresizlik cevapsiz kurak bir issizlik degildir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disarda devam edecek hayattir asil engel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asil engel sana gecit vermeyen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seni umursamayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seni yutan hayattir asil engel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asil caresizlik derdin devasiz olmasi degil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birini iyi edicek seyin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Digerinin kadehine zehir olmasidir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her secim bir caredir aslinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asil caresizlik verdigin secimin zehirli meyvasidir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elinden bir sey gelmeyince kabullenmek kolaydir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asil caresizlik kendine "Elimden geleni yaptim mi?" diye sormaktir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cunku asil caresizlik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Careyi gecirmisken eline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avuclarinin icinden kacirmaktir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6566072305744241399?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6566072305744241399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6566072305744241399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6566072305744241399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babacigim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annecik ve babacik'/><title type='text'>Babam icin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1U2FDlBqCI/AAAAAAAAAYw/t-Cr4ZWV8FE/s1600-h/babamannem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1U2FDlBqCI/AAAAAAAAAYw/t-Cr4ZWV8FE/s320/babamannem2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428304386352850978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ben yarım saattir öksüzüm dayanamıyorum da, o bunca yıldır nasıl dayanmış.." Az once Kapali Carsi dizisinde duydum bunu. Babam geldi aklima...Babasini bebekken kaybeden ve ona dair hicbir anisi olmayan, annesini hayal meyal hatirlayan babam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayatta insanin sevdiklerini kaybetmesinden daha buyuk bir aci yok! Hele kucucuk, minicikken, yasiniz hayal bulutlarinin uzerinde gezinme yasiyken kanatlarinizin koparilmasi...Bir seyi farkettim, seneler gectikce babam hic hatirlamadigi babasini, ve uc bes aniyla sinirli annesini katlanarak ozluyor. Yani acilar zaman gectikce dinmiyor, sevdiklerinin acisi zaman gectikce katlaniyor, ciglar uzerinize uzerinize geliyor. Belki milyon kere dinledigim o uc-bes anisini, babam her seferinde ilk kez anlatiyor gibi heyecanli, ilk kez anlatiyor gibi ozlemli, ilk kez anlatiyor gibi buruk. Ve ben her seferinde anlattiklarindan cok, onun bu cocuksu masumluguna odaklaniyorum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gecmisinden bir seyler bulmaya calisiyor, her annesini babasini taniyan insanla karsilastiginda. Bir seyler anlatsinlar istiyor...Babamin en net hatirladigi ani babaannemin oldugu gun...Ilkokula basladigi zamanlar...Annesinden uzakta kaldigi bi donem...Annesinin yanina goturuyorlar, oldugunu soyluyorlar, olumun ne oldugunu tam olarak bilemeyen yetim ve oksuz cocuga. "Annesini son kez gorsun" dediler diyor. "Annem oyle bembeyaz uzanmisti, baktim oyle, optum yanagindan son kez, yanagi oyle guzeldi ki, sanki canli gibiydi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babaannem, dedeme oylesine asikmis ki, dedem traktorun devrilmesiyle altinda kalip oldukten bir kac sene sonra her gun uzuntu icinde yasamis. Uzuntu, beyin tumoru, ve ebedi sevgisine kavusmasi...Babaannem oldugunde 25-26 yasindaymis, arkasinda uc kucuk cocuk birakmis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bazi zamanlar oluyor, her seyi birakip gitme istegi doguyor icimde, ya da bazi seylerden yildigim...sonra babamin hayatini dusunuyorum, kendimden utaniyorum. O kadar zor, o kadar cetrefilli bir hayattan gecmiski babam, ve hic ailesi olmadigi icin, anneme ve cocuklarina oyle duskun, oyle bagli ki...onu gordukce sIkI sIkIya sariliyorum hayata ve sevdiklerime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonra bazi zamanlar oluyor, annesini ya da babasini yitirmis insanlar goruyorum, o aci katran katran sariyor her tarafimi. "ben nasil katlanirim bu aciya???" diyorum kendi kendime. Agliyorum, daha yasamadan o aciyi, yasamis gibi agliyorum. Babami dusunuyorum, enistesi oldugunde arkasindan "Annemle babama selam soyle", "keske omrumun tek bir saati bile olsa onlari bir kez gorup sarilsam doya doya", "annesiz, babasiz cocuk kanadi kirik kus gibidir" diyen babami dusunuyorum, ve sormadan edemiyorum..."ben daha bu aciyi tatmadan bu kadar uzulurken, o bunca yil nasil dayanmis??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seni cok ama cok seviyorum babacigim...Seni ve annemi ne kadar cok seversem, o kadar cok olsun omrunuzden gecen yillar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6414687960882974213?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6414687960882974213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6414687960882974213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6414687960882974213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6414687960882974213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/babam-icin.html' title='Babam icin...'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1U2FDlBqCI/AAAAAAAAAYw/t-Cr4ZWV8FE/s72-c/babamannem2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7502510208106513995</id><published>2010-01-15T22:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:59:19.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soyadin bende kalmis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arabesk'/><title type='text'>soyadin bende kalmis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E4krPNARI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-mbjX3YFIqU/s1600-h/yuzuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E4krPNARI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-mbjX3YFIqU/s320/yuzuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427181228691095826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkbbYZCxJGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkbbYZCxJGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonunda bitti işte sevdamız&lt;br /&gt;bu ev kaldırmıyor ikimizi&lt;br /&gt;hatırla bu eve girerken ikimiz&lt;br /&gt;bir ömür boyu deyişini&lt;br /&gt;sensiz olmaz sanırken bedenim&lt;br /&gt;istemiyor artık bedenini&lt;br /&gt;ödedik yıllarca evli kalarak&lt;br /&gt;bu ödünç aşkın bedelini&lt;br /&gt;toplanıyor eşyalar çekmecelerde sabun kokusu&lt;br /&gt;titriyor ellerim,bavullarda anıların kabusu&lt;br /&gt;taşınan sadece eşyalar değil ki&lt;br /&gt;odalarda,yüreğimde bohçalanmış&lt;br /&gt;herşeyi topladım&lt;br /&gt;birde baktım ki&lt;br /&gt;bende soyadın kalmış...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7502510208106513995?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7502510208106513995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7502510208106513995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7502510208106513995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7502510208106513995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/soyadin-bende-kalmis.html' title='soyadin bende kalmis'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E4krPNARI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-mbjX3YFIqU/s72-c/yuzuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8644689015503804594</id><published>2010-01-15T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:50:55.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herseyden vazgecmek'/><title type='text'>vazgecmek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E01WDw-uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/haY6_I-EUog/s1600-h/tek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E01WDw-uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/haY6_I-EUog/s320/tek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177117017242338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ne yalanlar korkutur, ne nankörlük, ne riya.&lt;br /&gt;Ne verilmiş sözlerin hesabını sorarım&lt;br /&gt;Ne ardından ağlarım, gözlerimi yorarım&lt;br /&gt;Kolay vazgeçmeyi öğrendim artık&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8644689015503804594?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8644689015503804594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8644689015503804594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8644689015503804594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8644689015503804594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/vazgecmek.html' title='vazgecmek'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1E01WDw-uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/haY6_I-EUog/s72-c/tek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7054263810422745860</id><published>2010-01-15T18:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:06:23.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golgemi yakin bu dunya beni yok saysin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yalanlarin donup donup vuruyor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensizlik bir turlu yakami birakmiyor'/><title type='text'>adi menekse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1D0wid1c_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/SC39PGdd_NE/s1600-h/menekse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1D0wid1c_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/SC39PGdd_NE/s320/menekse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427106665704289266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasil bir sarkisin sen ya? Levent Yuksel yorumunu binlerce kez dinledim sanirim bugun, bir sarki her dinleyiste nasil ayni sekilde insanin canini boyle yakar...? cok yalnizim ya, bu kadar sevdiklerim ve arkadaslarim arasinda cok cok yalnizim..keske her seyi soylemek ve yapmak mumkun olsa...yine sususlar, yine icine atmalar, yine sessizlik..en derininden....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bu şehrin meydanlarında&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Garında&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rıhtımında&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sensizlik bir türlü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yakamı bırakmıyor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bütün duraklarda, kahvelerde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Büyük, küçük yalanların&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dönüp dönüp vuruyor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ansızın beni vuruyor yerden yere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yok ettim salındığın&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Billur aynaları&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Şimdi uzun uykuların&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tam zamanıdır&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bir yorgan misali örtündüm yalnızlığı&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bu yıl da aşk buraya hiç uğramadı&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Silinsin izim  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hiçliğim sokakta kalsın&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gölgemi yakın&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bu dünya beni yok saysın&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Emanet ettim bıraktığın her şeyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dedim siz susuz bırakmayın menekşeyi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7054263810422745860?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7054263810422745860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7054263810422745860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7054263810422745860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7054263810422745860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/adi-menekse.html' title='adi menekse'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S1D0wid1c_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/SC39PGdd_NE/s72-c/menekse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6272474994257250164</id><published>2010-01-13T06:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:56:58.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1700'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku-seku'/><title type='text'>1700!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S0208H2mbuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/BPK6GHL8Ico/s1600-h/1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S0208H2mbuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/BPK6GHL8Ico/s320/1700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426192071044525794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700 gun olmus bugun Seku'yla beraber! her gun ama her gun yeniden a$Ik oluyorum ben bu adama! hani bazilari der ya baglanma oyle kimseye sonsuza dek gibi seyler..yok arkadas, baglaniyorum ben bu adama dibine kadar, sonsuza kadar, senin icin en uc nokta varsa oraya kadar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Hayatin Anlami = SEKU&lt;/span&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/713753235809410147-6272474994257250164?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6272474994257250164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6272474994257250164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6272474994257250164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6272474994257250164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/1700.html' title='1700!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/S0208H2mbuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/BPK6GHL8Ico/s72-c/1700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6052102835725335477</id><published>2010-01-05T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:57:06.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kacinilmaz son'/><title type='text'>mutlak son</title><content type='html'>Hepimiz ayri ayri kacinilmaz olandan kacariz&lt;br /&gt;Bu defa umitliyiz&lt;br /&gt;Bu defa kil payi kurtulacagiz&lt;br /&gt;Bu defa hicbir seyi atlamadik&lt;br /&gt;Hicbir seyden korkmadik&lt;br /&gt;Her seyi goze aldik&lt;br /&gt;Ama donup donup arkamiza bakmaktan&lt;br /&gt;Onumuzdekini cok gec gorduk&lt;br /&gt;Hepimiz kacinilmaz sondan kacayim derken&lt;br /&gt;O sonu hazirlayan baslangicta bulduk kendimizi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sevmek son kertede kacinilmaz sona karsi cikmaktir&lt;br /&gt;Ama o sonu bile bile sevmek&lt;br /&gt;O sonu hice sayip sevmek&lt;br /&gt;Adim adim geriye gider gibi, sifira dogru sayar gibi&lt;br /&gt;Gozunu son kez kapar gibi sevmek&lt;br /&gt;Iste oylesine sevmek&lt;br /&gt;O sevgide hapsolmaktir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne gelecekse basina daha onceden gelmistir mutlaka&lt;br /&gt;Kacinilmazi engellemek sirf karsi cikmak degildir mutlak sona&lt;br /&gt;Kacinilmazdan kacmak icin zamani durdurmak yetmez&lt;br /&gt;En basa donmek gerekir&lt;br /&gt;Basa donmekse kapagi acmak degil&lt;br /&gt;Dogru sayfayi cevirmektir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6052102835725335477?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6052102835725335477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6052102835725335477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6052102835725335477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6052102835725335477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/mutlak-son.html' title='mutlak son'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7928750427403053841</id><published>2010-01-01T19:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:47:51.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 muhasebesi'/><title type='text'>2010 ilk yazi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sz6XoUmhWmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YRI9MtIcmP8/s1600-h/funny_giraffe_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421937720381495906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sz6XoUmhWmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YRI9MtIcmP8/s320/funny_giraffe_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;istanbul'da son gunum..pazar yeniden michigan'a donuyorum, tahminen pazartesi gece 1 gibi evde olurum ve sabah 9da dersim var..evet tam kafayi yemelik! kisacik bu 10 gunluk degisim iyi mi geldi, kotu mu geldi dersen, su son 1 saate kadar iyi diyebilirdim. aileyle icice, guzel ve eglenceliydi...ama 1 saat once kafami karistiran bazi seyler oldu, simdilik o meseleye girmeyecegim. iyi yillar yazisi yazamadim bu yilbasi ama gecen seneki yazdigim yaziya baktim ve hala bazi seyleri yapamadigimi gordum..gecen 365 gunde cok azini gerceklestirebildigim 2008 dilekleri suydu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hukuk doktorasina baslayabilmek (istedigim okulda)---istedigim okul olmadi ama basladim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ablamin evlenmesi :p--- yok ya bu is yas, 10 senede gecse ablam evlenmez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya da benim evlenmem :))))))))))--- nufus kagidi hala bekar diyor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ispanyolca ogrenmek--- her Turk gibi ispanyolcam bir kac kufur ve nasilsin, iyiyimden ibaret..shame on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeni bir ev ya da studio (eger yalniz yasayacaksam :p )--- evet artik kendime ait bir dairem var, bok varmis gibi...yemek yap, etrafi topla, camasirlari yika, her seyi ama her seyi tek basina yap. 4 ayda biktim valla, bana yaramadi yalniz yasamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sevdicegimle gitmedigimiz yerlere kafamiza estigi gibi gitmek--- evlenince belki :) yoksa asiret beni vurur bunu anladim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;incecik olmak :)--- 2 ay oncesine kadar gayet iyiydim, son 2 ayda yine sistim. haftaya pazartesi baslarim yine diyete :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;is degisikligi (daha 2 hafta oldu ama simdiden bunaldim) --- isi birakali 4 ay oldu, sadece ogrenciyim artikin...her ne kadar gonullu bir issizlik olsa da, kotuymus ya...25 yasinda hala babaya muhtac yasamak :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bol alisveris (incecik olduktan sonra tabii ki :p ) --- alisveris olayina dur dedim 1 aydir, azimliyim, yaza kadar bir sey almayacagim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;babamlarin "artik 24 yasindasin, kazik kadar oldun, sana karismayacagiz..ne istersen yap" demeleri :))))--- yok valla degil 24, 64 bile olsam hala 4 yas muamelesi...evin en kucugu olmak sandiginiz kadar avantajli bir durum degil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2010 icin hicbir planim yok, ilk kez kendimi suyun akisina birakmayi planliyorum...ayni zamanda bu yil vermem gereken cok onemli kararlar var ve bu kararlar benim tum hayatimi etkileyecek duzeyde. insallah siyirmadan bu yili da atlatacagim! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7928750427403053841?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sz6XoUmhWmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YRI9MtIcmP8/s72-c/funny_giraffe_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6712928173235258488</id><published>2009-12-18T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:10:56.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku noruyonnn giii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisa kisa'/><title type='text'>kisacik</title><content type='html'>pazartesi son sinava girip, sali gunu turkiye yollarina dusucem...ve carsamba gunu istanbul'da olucam kismetse :) bu sefer cok uzun kalamiycam, 3 ocak geri donus ve 4 ocak yeni donem basliyor tabii finalleri verebilirsem :) simdilik bu kadar bloggirrr, gorusurukkk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6712928173235258488?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6712928173235258488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6712928173235258488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6712928173235258488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6712928173235258488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/kisacik.html' title='kisacik'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6742311786242114876</id><published>2009-12-07T19:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:57:46.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yangin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bir dogal felaket olarak iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='komsuyu bogazlama sebepleri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinnet sebepleri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisa kisa'/><title type='text'>yangin ve menapozlu komsu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sx2kg5rvfMI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3TUGlD5oXWs/s1600-h/yangin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sx2kg5rvfMI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3TUGlD5oXWs/s320/yangin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412663212316261570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugun hayatim cok heyecanliydi blogger kardes..simdi okuldan eve geldim, biraz msn'de konusayim dedim babamlarla..konusmadan once de cay suyu koydum, naneli cay icmek icin. neyse sonra ben bi ara dalmisim ole nasil olduysa...burnuma bir koku geldi ama o kadar uyku sersemiyim ki, kalkip kalkmamak arasinda direniyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en sonunda kalktim, allah suyu unuttum diye mutfaga kosarken, odamin kapisini acmamla her taraf dumanla doldu bir anda. kostura kostura mutfaga girdim, cayin altini yakacagim yerde corbanin altini yakmisim ve tencere yanmis..goz gozu gormuyor, iyicene panikledim. butun camlari, kapiyi, balkon kapisini acarken, butun binada alarmlar calmaya basladi. itfaiye yolda diye otomatik mesaj bagirip bagirip duruyor. dumani dagitmaya calisiyorum bir yandan, o arada uzerime bisiler almaya calisiyorum. disarda 1-2 komsu var beklesiyorlar. ve ta daa 3 tane kocaman itfaiye arabasi binanin onune geldi. burda hep bole zaten, asla tek gelmezler, goren bina yaniyor sanir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neyse itfaiye girdi iceri, iyi misiniz falan diye bakiyorlar. kocaman fanlarla dumani cektiler, bir yandan da rapor tutuyorlar. binadan yetkililer geldi ve benim salonu bir gorsen her yerde kartonlar, kitaplar, kalemler, polarlar..yani her sey her yerde.. yanik tencere ve yanik kepce de mutfagin orta yerinde. neyse bu islemler bittikten ve ben sakinlestikten sonra seku'yu aradim. tam onunla konusurken kapi caldi, karsimda 45-50 yaslarinda bir kadin. konusma aynen soyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadin: bina yetkilisi burda mi hala?&lt;br /&gt;Ben: hayir, cikti biraz once.&lt;br /&gt;K: yangin neyden cikti?&lt;br /&gt;B: yemek yapiyordum da ondan (kim bu kadin diorum icimden bi yandan da)&lt;br /&gt;K: eger burda yasamak istiyorsaniz, daha sorumlu olmalisiniz, burda cocuklarim var benim vidivididiviicvididi&lt;br /&gt;B: yangin bilerek cikmaz herhalde hanfendi. hem sen kimsin de bana boyle konusuyorsun?&lt;br /&gt;K: bidibidididibibibiib&lt;br /&gt;kadinin suratina bakilir ve kapi ardina kadar acilip sakkk diye yuzune carpilir, suratta muhtesem gulumsemeyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadin bir sure daha orda konustu, sonra cekti gitti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulan manyak misin nesin, zaten asabim bozulmus, paniklemisim bir de bu salak kari gecmis olsun diyecegine gelmis neler diyor. yani tr'de olsaydi bu olay abartisiz kadinin sacini basini yolardim. oyle sinirlendim yaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah'im lutfen aci bu kuluna ve bir an once su igrenc yerden DC'ye 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kalmaz sonunda!&lt;br /&gt;Ama kotuluk oyle mi&lt;br /&gt;Hep yanibasindadir insanin&lt;br /&gt;Sozler verilir, sozler unutulur&lt;br /&gt;Gun gelir ihanet eden sadakat ister&lt;br /&gt;Sadaka gibi verilmez sadakat&lt;br /&gt;Isteyen hepsini ister!&lt;br /&gt;SEVDIGINE SADIK KALAN ADAM, KENDINDEN VAZGECEBILENDIR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNihal%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   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OLMAKTIR&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hep kactigin seye, eninde sonunda yakalanmaktir sadakat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yemin etmeden bir daha dusun cunku&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sadakatla baslayan hersey, ihanetle biter!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3425198422521424916?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3425198422521424916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3425198422521424916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3425198422521424916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate michigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sekudan uzaklarda olmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing dc'/><title type='text'>final dramasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxgHTR3WJyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MpXaO1G6WAc/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxgHTR3WJyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MpXaO1G6WAc/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082980080101154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hafta sonra finallerim basliyor. okuyorum, okuyorum ama bir turlu konsantre olamiyorum! su finallerden iyi not alip washington dc'ye donmek tek hayalim...seku'yu ozluyorum ben yaa, hatta senelerdir sikayet ettigim dc'yi bile ozluyorum :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Safak: 147!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7269108476336795945?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7269108476336795945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7269108476336795945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7269108476336795945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7269108476336795945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/final-dramasi.html' title='final dramasi'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxgHTR3WJyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MpXaO1G6WAc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2199965033871888699</id><published>2009-12-01T01:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:14:15.672-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ucurum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevdigini kurtarmak icin ihanet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='en zor karar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaybetmek'/><title type='text'>ucurum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxTB6D5txdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3qUOP2N4MUE/s1600/ucurum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxTB6D5txdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3qUOP2N4MUE/s320/ucurum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162255602763218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Savasmak hasminla savasmak degildir aslinda&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Savasmak ozunde kacinilmaz sona karsi savasmaktir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O yuzden o sona arkani doneceksin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Arkandaki ucurum yokmus gibi sallayacaksin bir sonraki yumrugu&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cunku kazanmak sonunda sadece bir gun daha kazanmaktir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Savasirken goremezsin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bazi savaslari kazanamazsin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Artik durmali ve geri cekilmelisin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Simdi sira kendini hazirlamakta&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Artik erteleyecek vaktin yok&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SIkI sIkI saril sevdiklerine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cunku sira en zor karari vermekte&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sira en zor ihtimali secmekte&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Savasmak demek korkularin gercek olmasi demek&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sevdigini korumak icin savasman yetmezse eger&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;En karanlik care onun sevgisini oldurmektir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sevdigini kurtarmak icin en kotu ihtimal, en son yol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ona ihanet etmektir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2199965033871888699?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2199965033871888699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2199965033871888699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2199965033871888699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2199965033871888699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/ucurum.html' title='ucurum'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SxTB6D5txdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3qUOP2N4MUE/s72-c/ucurum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-708099763615158651</id><published>2009-11-23T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:45:37.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bak icime gor beni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tut elimden yak beni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istemezsen bu aski otur bastan yaz beni'/><title type='text'>bak icime gor beni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Swtk5XY7pII/AAAAAAAAAXI/UzE3zDy22mI/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Swtk5XY7pII/AAAAAAAAAXI/UzE3zDy22mI/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407526714282321026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;canim cok sIkkIn... duvarlar sanki uzerime uzerime geliyor..boyle manik depresif durumdayim. bi an geliyor benden mutlusu yok, bi an geliyor ciglar yagiyor sanki uzerime. her seyi sorgulamaya basladim, sorgulamaya basladigim seyler ise beni mutsuz ediyor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zamaninda beni ben eden seyler sanki simdi tikandi kaldi..emin olamiyorum artik hicbir seyden. sanki yalnizim, yapayalnizim ve oturmus izliyorum..ve sanki izledigim hayat benim degil de bir baskasinin. icimden geceni anlatmak zor ve de korkutucu. bazi seylerle yuzlesmeye cesaretim yok, o yuzden anlik duygularin icinde kayboluyorum simdilik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;X: salagim ben ya valla salagim, aptalim ya! aman tatsizlik olmasin, kavga gurultu cikmasin, eninde sonunda her sey yoluna girer. kor muyum ben? salak miyim, aptal miyim? nasil gormem??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Y: insan goruyor, goruyor da, gormek istemiyor! gercek orda kabak gibi karsinda duruyor, sen basini ceviriyorsun...kondurmuyorsun..sevgi acayip bir sey. akildan, fikirden gectim, gormek bile insana zor geliyor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;belki son defa , belki yillardan sonra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sirlar içimde , korkarim anlatmaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ask alir beni , kandirir beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;küçük bi çocuk gibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sen güzel kadin , hiç mi mutlu olmadin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hiç mi sevmedin , hep mi yarim kaldin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;belki bilmeden bekledin beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;beni sana kader getirdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;içimden geçen senin içinden geçer mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nasil saklarim seni ne çok sevdigimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;benim içimden geçen senin içinden de geçer mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ama nasil saklarim seni ne çok sevdigimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sözler az kalir , çaresiz kalir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;gözler anlatir , aski gözler anlatir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;kapalicarsi dizisini izleyen var mi bilmiyorum ama, gecen haftaki bolumunde olgun simsek'in oyunculuguna hayran kaldim. bir de turku pek fazla sevmeme ragmen o nasil turku soyleyistir ya!! insanin icini acitiyo resmen...izlemek isteyenler icin link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5amgwieLRGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;youtube'a giremeyenler icin: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://fizy.com/s/1am5oa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-708099763615158651?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' 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KERE GIDERSIN YANLARINA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3981174263553651879?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3981174263553651879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3981174263553651879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3981174263553651879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3981174263553651879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/ihanet.html' title='ihanet'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Swse6E3C-tI/AAAAAAAAAXA/unz3J4rHoC4/s72-c/wiccashomeoof9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1243613044108947311</id><published>2009-11-16T19:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:27:26.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ama yine ona siginmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herseyden vazgecmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gidis'/><title type='text'>gidis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SwHtyhS_GoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3k_RJexcGBw/s1600/gidis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SwHtyhS_GoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3k_RJexcGBw/s320/gidis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404862480008551042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kotu seyler yaptim hayatta&lt;br /&gt;Ama bana kotu diyen adam hic sevmemis demektir&lt;br /&gt;Cunku siz kimi kandiriyorsunuz&lt;br /&gt;Birini sevmek baska herseyi daha az sevmek demek degil mi?&lt;br /&gt;Birini secmek baska herseyi atese atmak demek&lt;br /&gt;Biriyle gitmek, biriyle gercekten cekip dibine kadar gitmek&lt;br /&gt;Arkandaki herkesi oldurmek demek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geriye bakmak yok&lt;br /&gt;Bir kere karar verdin mi&lt;br /&gt;Herseyi, herkesi birakacaksin arkanda&lt;br /&gt;Olmazsa kesip atacaksin kalbini&lt;br /&gt;Kalmak isteyen her parcani sokup atacaksin,&lt;br /&gt;Elini kalbini ruhunu atacaksin gerekirse&lt;br /&gt;Herseyi atacaksin ama&lt;br /&gt;Sonunda senden hicbir sey kalmaycak gidebilecek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu isin sonu nasil bitecek bilmiyorum sanma&lt;br /&gt;biliyorum&lt;br /&gt;bu oyun mezarda basladi, mezarda bitecek&lt;br /&gt;oyle bir oyuna giristim ki seninle&lt;br /&gt;kazanmam mumkun degil!&lt;br /&gt;denemedim sanma&lt;br /&gt;kendimden biliyorum&lt;br /&gt;a$Ik insan sevgisine degil, ofkesine yenilir sonunda&lt;br /&gt;oyle kiziyorum ki ona, oyle bitmez tukenmez bir ofkem var ki ona&lt;br /&gt;nereye gidersem gideyim&lt;br /&gt;sonunda bir tek onun kollarinda diniyor ofkem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sv1kKdsp2KI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5-scp83TbYw/s1600-h/Life_by_flintstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sv1kKdsp2KI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5-scp83TbYw/s320/Life_by_flintstone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403585258847852706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayatin kurali bu&lt;br /&gt;ne kadar uzaga gidersen git basladigin yere donersin sonunda&lt;br /&gt;ne kadar degisirsen degis, nerede mutlu olduysan hep oraya cevirirsin kafani&lt;br /&gt;ne kadar terbiye etsen de susturamazsin icindeki canavari&lt;br /&gt;nereye gidersen git sunu unutma&lt;br /&gt;herkes gun olur evine geri doner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bazen oyle acir ki icin&lt;br /&gt;o aciyla degistin sanirsin&lt;br /&gt;simdi dersin simdi herseyi yapabilirim artik&lt;br /&gt;bazen hayat seni oyle zorlar ki&lt;br /&gt;yolun basinda kimdin onu unutursun&lt;br /&gt;zorunu benden duy &lt;br /&gt;herkese yalan soylemen yetmez artik&lt;br /&gt;bundan boyle bir basina kalsan da&lt;br /&gt;artik kendin olamazsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bazen ask oyle gucludur ki, ucurumdan atlar yola devam edersin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4645719051422226884?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4645719051422226884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4645719051422226884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4645719051422226884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cok sevmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cok canim yandi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben seni affettim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='susuyorum'/><title type='text'>nasıl sevdiğimi nasıl sevdiğini düşünüp susuyorum..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Svj7Mmw38FI/AAAAAAAAAWo/n8FfChHC9S8/s1600-h/inlovebyangrymousean7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Svj7Mmw38FI/AAAAAAAAAWo/n8FfChHC9S8/s320/inlovebyangrymousean7.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402343947013451858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 gunde 3 post..ama simdiki yazi bana degil &lt;a href="http://yesilkurbaga.blogspot.com/2009/11/nasl-sevdigimi-nasl-sevdigini-dusunup.html"&gt;kendini bilmez bir deli&lt;/a&gt;'ye ait...o kadar guzel yazmis ve bu yazi beni o kadar iyi anlatiyor ki! kendisinden izin alip yayinlamak istedim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''olmadı gitti..ben seni affettim..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinledikçe neler neler geçiyor aklımdan...bildiklerimi anlatırsam sanki canımıda ,sarfettiğim her kelimede verecekmişim gibi hissediyorum..aslında büyütülecek bu kadar da büyük bir şey yok..her zamanki bozuk yumurtalar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''yok pişman değilim..asla kırgın değilim..ağlasam ne fark eder..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uzun zamandır beni ilgilendirmeyen daha doğrusu beni üzeceğini düşündüğüm bir çok şey hakkında hiç bir şey bilmemek için çırpınıyorum.hatta özel bir çaba sarfediyorum diyebiliriz..ama olmuyor..aslında bir taraftan da dua ediyorum benim bilmediğim şeyler yoktur inşallah diye ama oluyor..insanız çünkü oluyor..tatmin olmasını beklediğimiz duygularımız var..ama diğer yandan da duygularımız var bazen nereye koyacağımızı nerde saklayacağımızı bazen bi kavonozda yıllarca bekletmeyi istediğimiz duygularımız..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''çok canım yandı''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lafı uzattım.işte bunlar yüzünden istemesemde herşeyi bilmeyi , bir bakıyorum karşımda duruyor tanıyamadığım harflerden oluşan anlamanını bilmediğim cümleler..anlamını bilmiyorum diyorum çünkü anlamaya başladığımda canım yanıyor..bütün bedenimin kokuştuğunu ,aldığım her nefesin iğrenç kokular yaydığını hissediyorum bilmemem gereken her yeni bir şey öğrendiğimde..ve bu defa anladımki artık tepkide veremiyorum..haykırmıyorum deli deli..sorular sormuyorum..anlamaya çalışıyorum..kabullenmiyorumda..ne zaman dolup taşacağımı , nerde boşalıp biteceğimi düşünmüyorum ..ve kabustan uyandırıyorum kendimi hemen..nasıl sevdiğimi nasıl sevdiğini hatırlayıp susuyorum..ve ardından hemen uyuyorum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biliyorum bir gün herşey unutulup en 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style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ben artik fazla supheciyim, bulsam da bu saatten sonra inanmam artik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir gun bir daha kavusamayacaginiz bir seyi olumune arzularsaniz eger&lt;br /&gt;Hic sahip olmadiginiz bir babaya sadece duslerinizde sarildiysaniz defalarca&lt;br /&gt;Bir gun yuvanizdan cikip bir daha hic donmediyseniz oraya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sizi olduren seyi delicesine sevdiyseniz bir zaman&lt;br /&gt;Ona bir daha sarilabilmek icin&lt;br /&gt;Bilirsiniz nelerden vazgecebileceginizi&lt;br /&gt;Birini oyle sevdiyseniz eger&lt;br /&gt;Sakin unutmayin&lt;br /&gt;Sizin dokunusuzla&lt;br /&gt;Bir hayaletin nasil da cabucak hayat buldugunu&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/713753235809410147-5535900167277255782?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' 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&lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inaniyorum soyledigini candan soyledigine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ama bugunku karar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yarin bozulur cok kez&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kendi kendimize verdigimiz sozu tutmak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;En cabuk unuttugumuz seydir ne yapsak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Madem ki bu dunya bile yok olacak bir gun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sevginin bitmesine insan neden uzulsun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ask mi kaderi kovalar kader mi aski&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Daha kimseler cozemedi bu bilmeceyi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2410488255169468740?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2410488255169468740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2410488255169468740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2410488255169468740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2410488255169468740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/soz.html' title='soz'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SuY0xGD5ebI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qClMRFcB4_c/s72-c/promise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2718322923183474983</id><published>2009-10-12T23:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:21:44.889-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscar wilde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yalan'/><title type='text'>yalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/StP9XwFf61I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wvNcEjasyj4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/StP9XwFf61I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wvNcEjasyj4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391931763379399506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birini cok sevdiginizde, o sizi cok uzse de, O'nun yaninda aglamak istersiniz...O size korkunc bir sey yapsa da, O'nun kollarinda teselli bulmak istersiniz...&lt;br /&gt;Birini cok sevdiginizde, size bin kere de yalan soylese, yine de herkesten cok Ona inanmak istersiniz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakin tek bir kelime daha etme, sakin tek bir yalan daha soyleme. Niye biliyor musun? Cunku inanirim...! Onca seyden sonra simdi tek bir cumle et, gozlerime bakip beni sevdigini soyle, gercek olmadigini bal gibi bilirim, ama yine de sana inanirim...O yuzden sakin tek bir kelime etme, sakin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;oysa herkes oldurur sevdigini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kulak verin bu dediklerime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi bi bakisiyla yapar bunu, kimi dalkavukca sozlerle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;korkaklar opucuk ile oldurur, yurekliler kilic darbeleriyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi gencken oldurur sevdigini, kimi yasliyken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;sehvetli ellerle bogar kimi, kimi altindan ellerle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;merhametli kisi bicak kullanir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;cunku bicakla olen cabuk sogur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi yeterince sevmez, kimi fazla sever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi satar, kimi de satin alir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi gozyasi doker oldururken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;kimi kili kipirdamadan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;cunku herkes oldurur sevdigini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;ama herkes oldurdu diye, olmez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2718322923183474983?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2718322923183474983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2718322923183474983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2718322923183474983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2718322923183474983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/yalan.html' title='yalan'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/StP9XwFf61I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wvNcEjasyj4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-5540726110138319235</id><published>2009-10-07T17:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:54:48.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obur iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duygusal iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annecik ve babacik'/><title type='text'>biraz katmer biraz gozyasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Ss0OHXW29FI/AAAAAAAAAV4/eqQrwqivanI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Ss0OHXW29FI/AAAAAAAAAV4/eqQrwqivanI/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389979848724116562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haftalardir ne yazmak icin motivasyonum ne de zamanim vardi. ama bugun cok duygulandim ben ya :(( babamlarla gecenlerde konusuyordum "canim coookk katmer istiyor" falan dedim. benim vardir boyle arada krizlerim, olmadik zamanlarda olmadik seyler isterim. katmerin bir kac cesidi var ama SIVAS katmeri bambaska :))) neyse bunu duyan babacik, Sivas'ta ne kadar akraba varsa arar ve unu, tereyagi, peyniri aninda siparis eder. gelen malzemelerle annecik bir guzel hazirlar katmeri, sonra babacik bunlari bir guzel vakumlatir ve istanbul'dan michigan'a katmerler ve o nefis peynir yola cikarrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iku bugun gelen koliyi heyecanla acar ve katmerleri gorunce elleri titreyerek vakumu resmen parcalar :p ilk katmer, peynirle bir guzel mideye indirildikten sonra iku'nun gozler hafifce nemlenir. muhtesem anne babaya sahip olmak bir yana, hicbir zaman onlar gibi harika birer ebeveyn olmanin mumkun olmayacagini da anlar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-5540726110138319235?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5540726110138319235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=5540726110138319235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5540726110138319235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5540726110138319235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/biraz-katmer-biraz-gozyasi.html' title='biraz katmer biraz gozyasi'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Ss0OHXW29FI/AAAAAAAAAV4/eqQrwqivanI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-595855264941227250</id><published>2009-09-10T21:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:52:29.816-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cok sevmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevinc gozyaslari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevdicegin adina dovme yaptirmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manyak sekunun maceralari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevdicek'/><title type='text'>Surpriz!!</title><content type='html'>blogggirrrr,&lt;br /&gt;kizim inanmiycan ne oldu?? sevgilim gunlerdir sana bir surprizim var deyip deyip duruyordu...kendisi su aralar turkiye'de..neyse ben soyle dedikce, soylemem soylemem deyip beni catlatmaya ugrasiyordu. bugun ben aniden rahatsizlaninca, cok merak etti sevgilim :( "iyilesirsen surprizimi soylerim" dedi..tabii ben hemen sesimi duzeltmeye calistim, hadi soyleeeee neeeaaolllurrrrr dedim :p simdi burasi cok kalabalik askim, emailine yazicam dedi..iyi taamamm dedim, bi yandan da allah allah emailime ne yazicak ki falan diorum. icimden de insallah emaille evlenme teklifi etmez dedim ahahahahahhaha :p&lt;br /&gt;neyse email geldi...resim yollamis, yukleniyor falan derken...bi anda ta-daaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;hani boyle $okla mutluluk arasi gider gelirsin ya, ne diyecegimi sasirdim :))))) o da hosuma gitmedigini sandi deli bu cocuk yaaaaa!!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;BEN ONA RESMEN ASIGIMMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SqmrtDjUyKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mShSH1U1p8k/s1600-h/photo11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380020020406700194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SqmrtDjUyKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mShSH1U1p8k/s320/photo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SqmrlqFz6FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UlAW_qrGBXE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380019893312940114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SqmrlqFz6FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UlAW_qrGBXE/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safak: 231&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/713753235809410147-595855264941227250?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/595855264941227250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=595855264941227250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/595855264941227250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/595855264941227250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/surpriz.html' title='Surpriz!!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SqmrtDjUyKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mShSH1U1p8k/s72-c/photo11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4680812672144357320</id><published>2009-08-31T13:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:53:28.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='klostrofobik iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolphins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on dokuz'/><title type='text'>iku'nun hic bilinmeyen 7 boyutu :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://yesilkurbaga.blogspot.com/"&gt;kendini bilmez bir deli&lt;/a&gt; beni mimlemis ve kendim hakkinda ilginc 7 sey yazmami istemis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-19 sayisinin hayatimda cok buyuk bir onemi var. bu sayi hic olmadik yerlerde bile karsima cikar. rastlantisal bir sekilde cogu zaman en onemli seyleri ya da beni mutlu eden zamanlari da ayin 19unda yasarim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-secimlerime cok bagliyim, eger bir seyde karar kildiysam bunun degismesi imkansiza yakindir. yaptigim secim yanlis olsa bile kendime bile itiraf edemem ve sonuclarina katlanmayi dahi goze alirim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-klostrofobim (boyle mi yaziliyordu ya??) var. dar yerlere giremem, ruhum daralir, nefes alamayacakmisim gibi hissederim. bu yuzden evin icinde bile cok sayida pencere olmasini, ferah ve aydinlik olmasini tercih ederim, asansorlere yalniz binemem, hele eski gibi gorunuyorsa yanimda birileri bile olsa binemem. cikacagim katin hicbir onemi yok, merdivenleri kullanirim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kedilerden feci derecede tirsiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yunuslari inanilmaz seviyorum, yunuslu olan her seyin benim olmasini istiyorum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hayatim boyunca ailem disinda sadece tek bir kisinin (Seku) yaninda agladim. bana gore aglamak tek basinayken yapilmasi gerekilen bir aktivite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yemek yemeyi o kadar cok seviyorum ki, en berbat gunde bile iyi bir yemek beni kendime iyi hissetirebilir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safak: 241&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4680812672144357320?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4680812672144357320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4680812672144357320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4680812672144357320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4680812672144357320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/ikunun-hic-bilinmeyen-7-boyutu-p.html' title='iku&apos;nun hic bilinmeyen 7 boyutu :p'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3790915000438981711</id><published>2009-08-28T23:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:37:51.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s just not that into you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gercek sevgi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buyumek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ego tatmini'/><title type='text'>ego vs. love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpihtDhoc9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/R62YO7xI3-Y/s1600-h/notintoyouposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375223950679241682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpihtDhoc9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/R62YO7xI3-Y/s320/notintoyouposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bugun alisveris merkezinde oyle deli gibi gezip, bir kac bisey aldiktan sonra kendimi direk eve attim. iki gundur hic durmadan yagmur yagiyor ve hava deli soguk. burasi boyleyse kanada'nin hali icler acisi :p...neyse kendime nescafe yaptim bir guzel, sicak sicak esofmanlarimi da giydim...guya ders calisicam ama canim hiiccc istemiyor bu aksam. eve henuz tv almadim, acikcasi bir sure daha da almayi dusunmuyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oysa simdi acayip film modundayim, bir elimde nescafe, bir elimde oreo'lar offff...belki netten film indirebilirim gibi cakalliklar yapayim dedim. he's just not that into you filmini daha once izlemistim. ve su andaki ruh halime uyar diye, bir kez daha izleyeyim dedim. ozellikle ben affleck'in su evlenme teklifi ettigi sahneyi izlemek istiyordum. neyse google'da gezinirken bir yoruma rastladim ve cok hosuma gitti...aynen kopyaliyorum buraya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Frankly, the best scene next to Connelly's was Ben Affleck's proposal. His character really grew up when he said he could not be happy if the woman he loved wasn't. I know, happiness is an inside job, but having someone care enough for you to sacrifice and want your happiness is a real blessing. That's what an adult, meaningful relationship can be if you put aside your ego for the sake of the one you love. Doesn't have to be all the time, but to recognize when it's necessary is a true sign of maturity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turkce cevirisi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acikcasi, Connelly'nin sahnesinden sonra en iyisi Ben Affleck'in evlenme teklifi ettigi sahneydi. &lt;strong&gt;Sevdigi kadin mutlu olmadigi surece, mutlu olamayacagini soyledigi zaman filmdeki karakteri buyudu. Biliyorum ki, mutluluk icten kaynaklanan birsey, ama birinin senin mutlulugunu istemesi ve bunun icin fedakarlikta bulunmasi gercek bir nimet. Eger egonu sevgin icin bir kenara koyabiliyorsan, o zaman olgunlasmis ve anlamli bir iliskin var demektir. Bu her zaman boyle olmak zorunda degil, ama gerektigi zaman olmasi olgunlugun gercek isaretidir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o kadar dogru ve o kadar gunlerdir anlatmaya calistigim seylerin ozeti ki bu sozler...takilip kaldim oyle bir sure. bu sozler uzerine yorum yapilanacak cok sey var aslinda. ama ben simdilik yorumsuz kalmayi tercih ediyorum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Safak: 244&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3790915000438981711?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3790915000438981711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3790915000438981711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3790915000438981711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3790915000438981711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/ego-vs-love.html' title='ego vs. love'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpihtDhoc9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/R62YO7xI3-Y/s72-c/notintoyouposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6355386242688373320</id><published>2009-08-27T19:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:35:32.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='245 gun sonra washington dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='put yo hands up for michigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku dervis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku noruyonnn giii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevgiliyi ozlemek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agustosda gotunun donmasi'/><title type='text'>put yo hands up for michigan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpcYET_8P2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/lC_nfHEOA24/s1600-h/685px-Flag_of_Michigan_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374791142656982882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpcYET_8P2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/lC_nfHEOA24/s320/685px-Flag_of_Michigan_svg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogggirimmm, hayirsizimm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hic sormuyon iku ne alemdesin, ne yaptin diye?? basima gelenlerden de haberin yok tabii :p bildigin gibi tr tatili sona erdi..ucaktayken saatler gecmek bilmedi, sevgiliyi gorucem diye. ucaktan indigimde zaten hasat olmusum 13 saattir otur otur..bir de gumrukteki amca demez mi, ikinci sorgulamaya alinacaksin..haydaaaa!! neyse gittim ikinci sorgulamanin yapildigi yere, benim gibi bi 50 kisi daha var ama hepsi bole entari giyen, uzun sakallari olan arap abilerim, amcalarim :) ben girince kafalar bir cevrildi, ben de koseye sindim oyle, sadece gozleri gorunen bir ablanin yanina..yani sanirim ablaydi :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3,5 saat siranin bana gelmesini bekledim..ve kadin bana soru sormadan muhru basti gecebilirsin dedi. ulan madem soru sormuycaktin ne diye beklettin beni diyemedim tabii, kibarca gulumseyip bavullarimi alip toz oldum aninda ordan. oyle yorgunum, oyle perisanim ki, tek istedigim sicak bi dus ondan sonra sevgiliyi gormek...ama saat gece 11 olunca sevgili benim o boktan halimi duzeltmemi beklemeden gordu..oyle bir sarilmisim kiiiii, yorgunluk falan kalmadi, dizlerimin bagi cozuldu nerdeyse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ertesi gun butun gun beraberdik, sonra ben sabaha karsi yola cikmak zorunda kaldim..evet sevgilimi sadece 1 guncuk gorebildim :(((((( okulun oldugu yere yola ciktik..tam 14 saat yollarda perisan olduk derken illinois'e vardik. chicago falan olsa muhtesem olurdu ama gittigim yerde in cin top oynuyo. oyle kucuk bi kasabaya gelmisim..hayalleri suya dusen ben oyle etrafa bakiniyorum kucuk emrah gibi...herkes de bana uzaydan gelmisim gibi bakinio oyle. okula gittim, nerde kalabilirim, nereler iyi guvenli falan diye soruyorum. herkesin tek dedigi sey okulun cevresinden uzak durmam, evlere giren hirsizlardan manyaklardan falan bahsediyorlar..tabii ben yusuf yusuf...sevgili bi yandan, aile bi yandan...hepsi geri don diyor..3-4 gun ev aradim, ve 4.gunun sonunda osuruktan dedigim beni kabul edenlerden okullardan birine email attim. "abiler ben ettim siz etmeyin. teklifi reddettim, ne olur beni kabul edin" diye boyle aglamakli falan...2-3 saat icinde onay gelince, hemen diger okula haber verdim kaydimi aldirmak icin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okulun acilmasina 1 gun kala ben bu sefer de kendimi illinois'ten michigan yollarina vurdum. su anda detroit'e 20 dakika uzakliktayim :) yaklasik 4-5 gundur burdayim, ev cok guzel, yer cok guzel ama buzzzz gibiii..agustosdayiz ama ben dun montumu giyip disari ciktim..okulun baslamasina 1 hafta var ama 300 kusur sayfalik odevim var...evet daha okul baslamadan, amcalar gozumuzu korkutmaya calisiyorlar :p ama ben supergirl'ummm nihahahahhaaah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;onumuzdeki 8 ay boyunca michigan'da olucam, anlatilicak cok sey var ama simdilik bir kac seyi kendime sakliyorum. vakti gelince buraya yazicam insallah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;safak: 245!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6355386242688373320?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6355386242688373320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6355386242688373320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6355386242688373320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6355386242688373320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/put-yo-hands-up-for-michigan.html' title='put yo hands up for michigan!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SpcYET_8P2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/lC_nfHEOA24/s72-c/685px-Flag_of_Michigan_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2826450284532693614</id><published>2009-08-08T16:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:59:41.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geri donus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku noruyonnn giii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkiye'/><title type='text'>geri donus</title><content type='html'>haftalar oldu yazmayali..biliyorum coookk ihmal ettim :( turkiye tatili 1-2 gun icinde son bulacak veee sonunda sevgilime kavusucammm!! yayyy!! :p&lt;br /&gt;bu arada neler yaptim? kibris, ankara ve sivas gezileri haric istanbul'daydim. en yakin arkadaslarimdan biri evlendi ve evet benim icin cok garip bir andi. 13 yasindan beri tanidigim o minik kiz buyumus, harika bir gelin olmustu. deli gibi eglendik, bol bol gobek attik, shot'lari yuvarladik :), barkovizyonda duygusallastik ve gecenin sonunda cicegini atip balayina kosa kosa gitti :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kibris icin soylenebilecek tek sey deniz tam anlamiyla muhtesemdi. buraya ekliycem resimlerini sevgili blogggiirrr..tatile gidemeyenler icin goz banyosu olsun :P ankara ise sevdicegin buyudugu yer oldugu icin gozumde bambaska bir yere sahip..tesaduf eseri oldu aslinda ankara gezisi (benim hayalim hep sevdicekle gitmekti ilk kez ama kismet olmadi). ankara'dan sonra da sivas'a gectik. annecigin ve babacigin dogdugu yerleri gorduk, tanimadigim 36486383 tane akrabam oldugunu kesfettim :))) kangallarla oyunlar oynayip, bol bolll piknik yaptik :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;istanbul'sa her zamanki gibiydi. deli gibi trafik, simsicak hava ve buyuleyici bogaz :)&lt;br /&gt;cok yakinda washington dc'ye geri donuyorum ve fazla kalmadan esyalarimi toplayip illinois'e tasiniyorum... :((((( okul aciliyor ve hatta daha acilmadan ilk dava incelemesini emaille gondermisler odev seklinde saolsunlar hhhrrrrrr &gt;:( ayin 1'inde de sevgilim tr'ye tatile geliyor..yani tam kavustuk derken yine bir sure ayri kalicaz :(&lt;br /&gt;belki yine bir kac hafta yazamayabilirim. malum tasinma, ev bulma, internetin baglanmasi, yeni yere adaptasyon, esya mesya derdi derken bu zulapha kafayi yemezse hizli bir donus yapicak blogggiiirrr camiasina :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/geri-donus.html' title='geri donus'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sn3kwpNiWQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WtjERceZwN4/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3544411810433782400</id><published>2009-06-25T08:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:18:03.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunalim yazisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sapitma modu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood swings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oehhhh'/><title type='text'>bunalim, bunalim, bunalim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SkN48YKvB6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/_zNAEnQ7mgw/s1600-h/bipolar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253760921241506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SkN48YKvB6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/_zNAEnQ7mgw/s320/bipolar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yazmayali haftalar oldu..cok ihmal ettim biliyorum ama her blogger'i acisimda kilitlenip kaliyorum. zaten bu aralar bi dengesizliktir gidiyor. tam duzeldim diyorum, kendimi kutluyorum..sonra kabus yeniden basliyor. manik depresif bi hal aldim resmen. bi an cok mutluyum, dunyadaki hicbir sey beni yikamaz modundayim, deli bi enerji fazlaligi oluyor. sonra bi an geliyor sacma sapan seylere aglayasim geliyor. biri dokunsa, hafif bi aksilik olsa, ya da kafamda olur olmaz senaryolar yazmaya baslasam aninda parlayiveriyorum. bir sinir, bir uzuntu, bir deli gibi mutlu olmalar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevgilimi ozledim..bu arada en fazla beni cekende ne yazik ki o...dun gece aradim bir kac sefer, ulasamayinca dellendim. aradaki 7 saat fark da cabasi...sonra da uyanmasini bekledim. uyanir uyanmaz da cemkirdim resmen. oyle sinirim ki, ben bile kendime dayanamiyorum. kendine gel falan diyorum, ama yok toparlanamiyorum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bunun haricinde iki gundur lahana corbasi diyeti yapiyorum...dunden beri 1 kilo verdim. evde oturup lahana corbami yanima alip, kanaldan kanala zap yapiyorum. kocam sana emanet, yemekteyiz, eski dizilerin tekrarlari, ipod'u acip mekik cekiyorum, kendime yeni ev bakiyorum internetten, disari ciktigimda trafikte milletle tartisiyorum, alisveris, alisveris, alisveris, aile yemekleri..oooeeeehhhhhhh..yazarken bile icime fenalik geldi. duzelir duzelmez bomba gibi donecegim insallahhhhhhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3544411810433782400?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3544411810433782400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3544411810433782400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3544411810433782400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3544411810433782400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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kisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in town'/><title type='text'>welcome to istanbul!</title><content type='html'>cuma gunu ogleden sonra istanbul'a geldigim saniyeden itibaren bir kosusturmadir gidiyor...henuz tum sulaleyle gorusemedim ama sagolsun telefonlar susmak bilmiyor, bunun uzerine bir de annemlerin tasinma olayi girdiginden beri uykular, internete girmeler, oturup iki lokma birsey yemeler haram oldu :) emlakcilarin cok sinir varliklar olduklarini kesfettim bu bir arti mesela :p gunde yaklasik 394893 tane ev baktigimizdan olsa gerek, eve gelir gelmez kendimi soguk carsaflarin arasina zor atiyorum :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nete gunlerdir anca girebildim, tabii bloglari gezecek vaktim de olmadi ne yazik ki :( ilerleyen gunlerde bu soruna bir cozum ureticem insallah yani herhalde :p bunun haricinde herhangi bir blogger zirvesine de acik olabilirim :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayatimdan silmek uzere oldugum iki kisi var, ikisi de su aralar fena kasiniyorlar...hadi hayirlisi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2152690968665058096?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2152690968665058096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2152690968665058096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2152690968665058096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2152690968665058096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-to-istanbul.html' title='welcome to istanbul!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3910420010660293521</id><published>2009-05-26T15:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:30:46.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istanbul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in town'/><title type='text'>tell everybody I'm back in town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ShxDIwjoiMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Oan5cF5Ck3E/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340217075906939074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ShxDIwjoiMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Oan5cF5Ck3E/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-2-1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuma gunu Istanbul'dayim ve daha uzunnnnn bir sure orda olacagim! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3910420010660293521?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3910420010660293521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3910420010660293521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1306512383337465059</id><published>2009-05-19T11:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:04:15.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th year anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serkan varken surete gerek yok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19 mayis 2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku-seku'/><title type='text'>Iku &amp; Seku 4 eva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ShLYLQ5Ry7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GCYgNuOCUa8/s1600-h/dogumgunu+009aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566196412828594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ShLYLQ5Ry7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GCYgNuOCUa8/s320/dogumgunu+009aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sevgilim, Yasama Sebebim, Hayatimin Anlami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunler gunlerin ardinda tam 4 seneyi geride biraktik bugun. Guluslerimiz, sinirden delirislerimiz, sabredislerimiz, sarilmalarimiz, anlayissizliklarimiz, bencilliklerimiz, hayallerimiz, aglayislarimiz, mutluluklarimiz, kiskancliklarimiz ve daha sayamayacagim bir ton sey…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hani sabah uyaniyorum ya alarm sesiyle beraber aklimdan gecen ilk sey adin oluyor: SERKAN…ismin oylesine icimi yakiyor ki, oyle bir askla dolduruyor ki kalbimi…nefes alamiyorum bazen. Sonra gozlerinde yeniden hayat buluyorum, opuslerinde, sarilislarinda…sesini duyuyorum, gulusunu, sabahki o homurdanmalarin yerini neseye birakinca rahatliyorum..sebeklikler yapiyorum, cocuklasiyorum, kucucuk minicik oluyorum seninle beraber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben bambaska biriyim seninleyken, bambaska bir dunyada, bambaska seviyorum. Yuzumu kalbine yasladigimda duydugum her kalp atisin beni degistiriyor. Bu dunyadan kopup bulutlar uzerinde geziniyorum. 4 sene gecti sevgili koca bir 4 sene…ve bu 4 senede seni ozlemedigim, seni dusunmedigim, seni sevmedigim tek bir gun dahi olmadi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben sana hayatimi verecek kadar, ben seni gururumu hice sayacak kadar, ben senin yaninda cekinmeden aglayacak kadar, ben sana hic sorgusuzca inanacak kadar, ben seni mutlu etmek icin kendimi unutacak kadar, ben seni masallarin buyusunde ama bu dunyanin ve mahserin gercekligi kadar cok seviyorum...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anladim&lt;br /&gt;Yok!&lt;br /&gt;Cok dondum&lt;br /&gt;Cok dolastim&lt;br /&gt;Yok!&lt;br /&gt;EN GUZELI SENIN GOZLERIN&lt;br /&gt;Gozlerin cocuklugumuz kadar sicak&lt;br /&gt;Ve gozlerin kalan omrumuz kadar derin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donenlere kusme sakin&lt;br /&gt;Sen dunyaya kusebilir misin?&lt;br /&gt;Belki kimine gore baba ocagi,&lt;br /&gt;Kimine gore yar kucagi su kurkcu dukkani dedigin&lt;br /&gt;VE BELKI DE HER YOLUN SONUNDAN SANA DONMEK&lt;br /&gt;EN GUZEL YANI SU GENCLIGIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cunku yok&lt;br /&gt;Cok dondum&lt;br /&gt;Cok dolastim yok&lt;br /&gt;Ve ben de anladim&lt;br /&gt;SERKAN VARKEN SURETE GEREK YOK....!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1306512383337465059?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1306512383337465059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1306512383337465059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1306512383337465059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1306512383337465059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/iku-seku-4-eva.html' title='Iku &amp; Seku 4 eva!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ShLYLQ5Ry7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GCYgNuOCUa8/s72-c/dogumgunu+009aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3025005084841596936</id><published>2009-05-13T15:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:59:34.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='febe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kederbahce'/><title type='text'>fenerbahce oldu KEDERBAHCE :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sgsmk5TIKrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kgw2yeEPrjI/s1600-h/bjk+kupa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335400598848678578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sgsmk5TIKrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kgw2yeEPrjI/s400/bjk+kupa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26 yillik hasret suruyor hadi seneye Allah kerim :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3025005084841596936?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3025005084841596936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3025005084841596936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3025005084841596936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3025005084841596936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/fenerbahce-oldu-kederbahce.html' title='fenerbahce oldu KEDERBAHCE :)'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sgsmk5TIKrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kgw2yeEPrjI/s72-c/bjk+kupa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-681849382222004773</id><published>2009-05-08T09:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:08:32.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice senelere iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gordunnnu bakkk 25 oldummm'/><title type='text'>iyi ki dogmusum!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgQudBLVQqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nxh-AA4wf1Q/s1600-h/giraffegateau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333438934780560034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgQudBLVQqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nxh-AA4wf1Q/s400/giraffegateau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iyi ki dogmusum ben yaaaa!! ben olmasam ne olurdu kimbilir :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hediyeler icin posta kutusu adresi veriorum, bi zahmet oraya $eeettirin kuzucuklarim :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saka bir yana ceyrek asir olmusum lenn, bohuhuhuhuhuhhuh :( :)))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-681849382222004773?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/681849382222004773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=681849382222004773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/681849382222004773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/681849382222004773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/iyi-ki-dogmusum.html' title='iyi ki dogmusum!! :)'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgQudBLVQqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nxh-AA4wf1Q/s72-c/giraffegateau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-759611969627406177</id><published>2009-05-06T13:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:19:20.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saftorik iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidrellez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annenin uyanik olmasi'/><title type='text'>hidrellez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgHRjH5v5LI/AAAAAAAAATw/qral5jYScpA/s1600-h/ist2_5764804-shhh-cute-little-girl-in-white-ballerina-dress-with-sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332773835130266802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgHRjH5v5LI/AAAAAAAAATw/qral5jYScpA/s400/ist2_5764804-shhh-cute-little-girl-in-white-ballerina-dress-with-sunflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hayatimdaki ilk ve son hidrellez kutlamasi 9 yasinda olmustu..soyle ki; annem bize (ablam, abim ve ben) uc tane kese vermisti. "hadi herkes istediklerini yazsin, sonra keseye koyup bahcedeki gul'un uzerine koyalim" falan demisti...benim cok keko oldugum bu donemler ilk kez karsi cinse :p ilgi duydugum donemle cakismaktadir :)) (nasil cumle oldu yaw bu). neyse iste ben aldim bir kagit yaziyorum iste, benden cok hoslansin, beni cok sevsin (tabii ismini falan yaziyorum, sinifini, subesini falan ki hidrellez perisi karistirmasin baskasiyla :p), sonraaaa barbie bebek falan yazmistim. 9 yasinda hala barbie hayalleri kurardim bole saftiriktim iste. neyse ben bunu keseye koydum, astik gulun dalina, bekliyoruz oyle...beklerken icim gecmis tabii, uyandigimda bir baktim keseler kaybolmus...anneme kostum direk (ev sanki malikane, kosuyorum falan :p)..."ruzgardan ucmustur hem dilegin kabul olucak herhalde" falan deyip beni basindan savmisti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cok uzun surmedi, bir kac gun sonra annem okula gelip cocugu bir guzel haslamisti, benimle bir daha konusmasin diye :p zavalli cocuk da oyle saskin saskin bana bakmisti, sonra sacimi cekti gitti, bi daha da gormedim. hidrellez o gunden sonra yalan oldu benim icin :))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: konuyla alakasiz ama cuma gunu (8 mayis) doooom gunum, ona gore :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-759611969627406177?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/759611969627406177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=759611969627406177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/759611969627406177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/759611969627406177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/hidrellez.html' title='hidrellez'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SgHRjH5v5LI/AAAAAAAAATw/qral5jYScpA/s72-c/ist2_5764804-shhh-cute-little-girl-in-white-ballerina-dress-with-sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3816689158274311638</id><published>2009-04-30T15:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:57:27.191-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domuz gribi mi oldum nedir ya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku noruyonnn giii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisa kisa'/><title type='text'>iku noruyonnn giii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SfoBJGUWxEI/AAAAAAAAATo/kFrpaobdZlU/s1600-h/worry-about-swine-flu_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330574364772844610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SfoBJGUWxEI/AAAAAAAAATo/kFrpaobdZlU/s400/worry-about-swine-flu_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yine kayiplara karistim biliyorum ama havalar isindikca buna alis sevgili bloggiiirr alemi :p haziran basinda tr'ye gelmeyi planliyorum kismetse ve uzun bir yaz tatili beni bekliyor..hazirandan itibaren artik nerelerden yazarim bilmiyorum :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kisa kisa neler oldu bu zaman zarfi icerisinde ozet geceyim: isten ayrilicam ama daha sirkettekilerin haberi yok, agustos'ta law school baslayacak ve ikisini bir arada yurutmem imkansiz nerdeyse...sirket calisma iznim icin basvurmustu, avukat ve bi ton kagitla ugrastilar, simdi nasil soyleyecegim bilmiyorum...girtlagima yapismazlarsa iyidir... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;law school konusunda hala kararsizim. bir kac okuldan daha kabul geldi ve hangisine gitmeliyim hicbir fikrim yok, daha cevap bekledigim okullar da var..simdilik illinois gibi gorunuyor..evet hawaii'den red geldi. benim yararima oldu bu gerci, ders mers calisamazdim oralarda :p simdi haber bekledigim 3 eyalet kaldi..california, florida ve washington dc...su 3u arasindan tercihim california'ydi...ama simdi aklim karman corman..cunku sevgilim polis akademisine katilacak ve zorlu bir egitim onu bekliyor..yani benimle beraber ayni eyalete tasinma olasiligi ya da hayalimiz diyeyim suya dustu...en azindan 1 yil washington dc'de kalmak zorunda..7 yilini ayni yerde gecirmis bir insan olup, artik degisiklik zamani diyordum (diyorduk). ama planlar alt ust oldu! dahasi eger burdaki (dc'deki) okullardan kabul gelmezse, gitmek zorunda kalicam...bu da demektir ki 2-3 haftada bir birbirimizi gormeye calisicaz, kafayi yiycez vesaire vesaire....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaaa iste boyle...yazinin sonunu baglayamadim zira keyifsizim bi de hastayim, bademciklerim falan sismis..domuz gribi falan da ve etrafta...ustelik 3 gun once meksika'dan yeni donmus arkadaslarimla bulusmustum ve o gunden beri hastayim...o arkadaslardan biri de hasta...yusuf yusufum aslinda, okul mokul isi olmadan, gazi olucam bu gidislee..neyse ben susayim artik...sustum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3816689158274311638?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3816689158274311638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3816689158274311638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3816689158274311638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3816689158274311638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/iku-noruyonnn-giii.html' title='iku noruyonnn giii'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SfoBJGUWxEI/AAAAAAAAATo/kFrpaobdZlU/s72-c/worry-about-swine-flu_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4856454116070810991</id><published>2009-04-13T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:33:32.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fener derbi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rezillik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egitim sart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALATASARAY'/><title type='text'>Rezillik!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SeNbMSk9k5I/AAAAAAAAATg/BurLDzsvdJk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324199451185484690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SeNbMSk9k5I/AAAAAAAAATg/BurLDzsvdJk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogumu okuyanlar bilir, hasta GS'liyim ama dunku maci izlerken hem utandim hem de sinirlendim. her iki takim da amator liglerine bile yakismayacak hazimsizliklarda bulundu. sabri'nin cocuksu fevri hareketleri, emre'nin taraftarlara olan hincini sahaya yansitmasi, lugano'nun her seye maydonoz olup gerilen ortami iyicene germesi, volkan'in bir taraflarini tutup ortalarda gezinmesi, arda ve semih'in karambolde birbirine girmesi, de sanctis'in "caktirmadan" hirpalamasi, emre asik'in olaylari alevlendirmesi..daha sayamayacagim bir ton sey. stad ise cosmus durumdaydi, o cati dusseydi kimbilir kac kisi altinda ezilecekti ya da olecekti? dusunmek bile istemiyorum..sonuc bence her iki takim icin de mac skoru gibi SIFIR..ayrica her zaman oldugu gibi EGITIM SART!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4856454116070810991?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4856454116070810991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4856454116070810991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4856454116070810991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4856454116070810991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/rezillik.html' title='Rezillik!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SeNbMSk9k5I/AAAAAAAAATg/BurLDzsvdJk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4130946478288165477</id><published>2009-04-10T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:36:37.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kicin acik kalmasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacma ruyalar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggerlar bulusuyor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puccayi gormek'/><title type='text'>blogger hawaii bulusmasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sd9LEzzWUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/ueDzEMo-1OM/s1600-h/south-Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323055830572356338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sd9LEzzWUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/ueDzEMo-1OM/s400/south-Park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ruyalarim her zaman ilginc olmustur ama dun aksam uyandigimda kendi kendime guldum. hayir bir taraflarim acikta falan degildi :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simcukkk ben bu &lt;a href="http://missipipi-missipipi.blogspot.com/"&gt;missipipi&lt;/a&gt; (aka teyyare)'yle beraber hawaii'de roommate olmusuz. senin burda ne isin var falan diyorum, manyadin mi ya aylardir ayni evde yasiyoruz diyor. allah allaahhhh diyorum...hadi kuzum hazirlan bir an once bak &lt;a href="http://blogeditoru.blogspot.com/"&gt;ukturk&lt;/a&gt;'le pucca bizi bekliyor, belki &lt;a href="http://ufuruktenprenses.blogspot.com/"&gt;ufuruk&lt;/a&gt;'te gelir diyor. aaaa &lt;a href="http://passiflora-rapunzel.blogspot.com/"&gt;pucca&lt;/a&gt;'yi mi gorucem diyorum :p heyecanlanmisim bole mal gibi :))) ukturk'le pucca evlenmismis, ufurukte tatile gelmis yanlarina...ya diorum bi webcam falan alalim blog tv yapalim (ruyada bile herseyi ticarete dokuyorum :) )...yuzyilin bulusmasi yani hem de hawaii'de...evet evet kafayi yedim biliyorum, sustum :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4130946478288165477?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4130946478288165477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4130946478288165477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4130946478288165477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4130946478288165477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogger-hawaii-bulusmasi.html' title='blogger hawaii bulusmasi'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sd9LEzzWUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/ueDzEMo-1OM/s72-c/south-Park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1102389270370782768</id><published>2009-04-03T13:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:54:27.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yavsak kiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abazan erkek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biri beni durdursun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevgilinin arkadaslarini bogmayi istemek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevgiliyi cildirtma yontemleri'/><title type='text'>deliricem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdZND4xovEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gtJMTNDXz_w/s1600-h/a%25C4%259Flama.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320524738960342082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdZND4xovEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gtJMTNDXz_w/s400/a%25C4%259Flama.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevgilimle en son bir karar almistik: hafta ici gorusmeyecegimize dair, arada sirada bozsak da genelde cuma, ctsi, pazar gorusuyoruz...bu hafta ici de gordum onu bir kere ve cuma geldi malumunuz...ben salak salak heyecan yapiyorum gorucem diye, susleniyorum pusleniyorum, saat 4 olsun isten cikayim kosa kosa yanina gideyim diye salak asik moduna giriyorum, cuma gunleri midemde kelebekler ucusuyor falan filan derkennnnn, sevdicek aradi 20 dakika once..guzel guzel konusurken &lt;a href="http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/vicik-vicik.html"&gt;su&lt;/a&gt; yazimda bahsettigim arkadasi ve sevgilisiyle aksama yemege gidecegimizi soyledi. kan beynime sicradi resmen ya!! mirin kirin etmeye basladim..o da beni cok iyi tanidigindan "simdi sen bulusunca butun gece suratini asacaksin, bulusmayalim" dedi. "beni biliyorsun icim disim bir benim, bir insani sevmiyorsam direk belli ederim gerek sozlu gerek davranis :p ama senin icin gelirim" dedim...demez olsaydim!!! "benim icin bir sey yapmani istemiyorum, oyle olucaksa hic olmasin", tabii ben de hem ortam yumusasin hem de sevgilimi kirmak istemedigim icin "hayatim sen de bazen sirf ben istiyorum diye bazi seyler yapiyorsun, ben de surat yapmam onlarlayken napiyim madem arkadasini bu kadar gormek istiyorsun..." dedim...soylendi durdu. ben de en sonunda "sen en iyisi git onlarla gorus, ben eve giderim direk" dedim..."tamam" dedi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"TAMAM" dedi yaaaa!!!! ay deliricem yemin ediyorum..sinirle kapadik teli sonra ben gerizekaliyim ya hemen geri aradim, ben butun hafta bugunu bekliyorum falan demek icin ama o bagirdi cagirdi telefonla konusamiyorum simdi araba kullaniyorum gibi seyler dedi ve kapadik telefonu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o salak abazan arkadasi ve onun yavsak kiz arkadasi gozumun onune geldikce ikisini de bogmak istiyorum ya!!!! bir de bu salak kiz arkadasi sevgilime "kanka" demeye basladi..ulan sen kimsin, ne kadar taniyosan da sevgilime kanka diyosun????beyinsiz yaaa!! tahammul edemiyorum cidden! kendini boyle "cool" gostermeye calismalar, abuk sabuk sirinlik yapmaya calismalar...herseyi gectim sevgilimin o salaklara beni tercih etmesi!!! soylesem ne tercihinden bahsediyorsun, iyi misin falan diyecek? abi tercih degil de nedir bu? ben gelmek istemedigimi soyluyorum, sonra iyi sen gorus dedigimde hemen tamam dedi! valla sinirimden aglayacagim ya da katliam cikaracagim! hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr &gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1102389270370782768?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1102389270370782768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1102389270370782768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1102389270370782768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1102389270370782768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/deliricem.html' title='deliricem!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdZND4xovEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gtJMTNDXz_w/s72-c/a%25C4%259Flama.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3263308505091301787</id><published>2009-03-31T12:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:53:56.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reco and me :)'/><title type='text'>reco and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdJJ8Hm3ZKI/AAAAAAAAATI/hHQOBSS_M18/s1600-h/12a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319395407061017762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdJJ8Hm3ZKI/AAAAAAAAATI/hHQOBSS_M18/s400/12a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdJJsrOs2lI/AAAAAAAAATA/FQTaaGVJQGg/s1600-h/14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319395141745433170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdJJsrOs2lI/AAAAAAAAATA/FQTaaGVJQGg/s400/14a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahsetmedim sanirim daha once ama bu bizim RECO :)))) aralik sonunda dogdu ve onu aldigimizda henuz kucucuk minicik bir bebekti..gerci hala bebek ama artik feci simarik :p ilerki gunlerde sirt ustu top cevirme video'sunu da koymayi planliyorum :p cok yetenekli efeniiim cokk :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu arada oklahoma ve illonis'ten de kabul kagidi geldi...bakalim agustos'ta nerede olucaz :) gerci benim hala hawaii icin umudum var, bakalim ne olucak..hem RECO'da hawaii'ye bu renklerle baya uyum saglar :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3263308505091301787?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3263308505091301787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3263308505091301787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3263308505091301787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3263308505091301787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/reco-and-me.html' title='reco and me'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SdJJ8Hm3ZKI/AAAAAAAAATI/hHQOBSS_M18/s72-c/12a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-809728199140068646</id><published>2009-03-24T10:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:40:14.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bahar alerjisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ise yaramayan diyet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hay ben bu polenlerin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iki goz iki cesme'/><title type='text'>sevgili bloggirrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScjwkQCFlQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RJ_2HoQTu74/s1600-h/blog_gunluk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316763865680549122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScjwkQCFlQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RJ_2HoQTu74/s400/blog_gunluk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevgili bloggiirr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iki gundur havalar degisti ya benim gozlerimde fel fecir durumda...burnum deli gibi akiyor, gozlerim kan canagi esliginde surekli bir kucuk emrah pozisyonunda aglamakli, basim resmen 10 ton agirliginda kaldiramiyorum. dun isten eve geldim soyle bir dinleneyim dedim, dinlenmek ne kelime ev yansa birakin oleyim diyecegim o derece yani! aldigim alerji ilaci da hicbir ise yaramadi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aksam seku aradi, bana gelip bakmak icin..yok canim gelme falan diye gecistirdim, o da gelmedi...peeehhhh! ben zaten hasta bile olsam hastayim demem, huyumu da biliyor, insan bir gelip bakar...evde oyle yalniz yalniz yattim yataga, su icmeye bile halim yoktu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir ara sizmisim cok feci..karman corman ruyalar gordum..neyse bu kadar naz yeter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 haftadir diyetteyim, yaz geliyor ya...1 gram kilo vermemisim ya, bosu bosuna cikolatalara bakip ic gecirmisim! yesem de bir yemesem de bir :p apartmanin altinda fitness room var usengecligimden inmiyorum, boyle de tembelim iste. ama yok ya su bahar alerjisi bir gecsin, aticam kendimi gym'e tas olucam tassssss :p $ahika'ya benzedim bu aralar iyicene, sevgilime bile $ahika'nin nazirelerini duzuyorum :p "bebegim var yaaa, seni gorunce sevgililerini yiyen manyaklari anliyorum" diyorum, ayni anda kopuyoruz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bastan sona okudum da ne kadar bo$ bir yazi olmus bu yaaaa. su uyariyi basa yazayim da kimse gozlerini yormasin muhahahahahahahah :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-809728199140068646?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/809728199140068646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=809728199140068646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/809728199140068646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/809728199140068646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/sevgili-bloggirrr.html' title='sevgili bloggirrr'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScjwkQCFlQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RJ_2HoQTu74/s72-c/blog_gunluk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7927226395802725933</id><published>2009-03-19T10:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:38:27.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1400'/><title type='text'>1400</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScJY3Lg7_SI/AAAAAAAAASw/yx3AHu3TCZA/s1600-h/n657703005_1313290_1377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314908215257595170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScJY3Lg7_SI/AAAAAAAAASw/yx3AHu3TCZA/s400/n657703005_1313290_1377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seku'yla beraberligimizde 1400 gun olmus bugun...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIN DORT YUZ....nice 39863986 gunlerimize bebegim....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENI COK AMA COOOKKKKKK SEVIYORUMMM!!&lt;/strong&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/713753235809410147-7927226395802725933?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7927226395802725933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7927226395802725933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7927226395802725933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7927226395802725933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/1400.html' title='1400'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/ScJY3Lg7_SI/AAAAAAAAASw/yx3AHu3TCZA/s72-c/n657703005_1313290_1377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1603640942595003100</id><published>2009-03-17T13:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:48:28.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mutlu olmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 derisinden soyunan yilan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tehlikeli masallar'/><title type='text'>masal vol-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb_wbfIbbhI/AAAAAAAAASo/e4BKMQJl1JY/s1600-h/kurbaga_prens.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314230440324460050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb_wbfIbbhI/AAAAAAAAASo/e4BKMQJl1JY/s400/kurbaga_prens.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saraya giren kiz apar topar kralicenin odasina goturulur...korkudan tir tir titreyen kiz hizmetkarlardan bir kazan sut ister ve kazani kralicenin yanibasina koyar. sut kokusunu duyan yilan yavas yavas cikmaya baslar. kralice elcinin de dedigi gibi gercekten bir yilan cocuk dogurur ama evlatdir der ve bagrina basar. yalniz ulkedeki hic kimseye gosterilmez yilan cocuk, bir tek onu dogurtan kiz bilmektedir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aylar aylari, yillar yillari kovalar. yilan prens buyur ve evlenmek ister. ulkenin her yanina haberler yayilir ve kizlarin hepsi bu gizemli prensle evlenmek icin yarisirlar. yilan prens evlenir evlenmesine ama evlendigi kizlarin sabaha olusu cikar hep...kizlarin tek tek bogulup oldugunu duyan uvey anne bu sefer yine sarayin yolunu tutar ve "benim uvey kizim kraliceyi dogurtmayi basarmisti, prensle de bir tek o evlenebilir" der..kral razi olur ve kizi sarayina cagirtir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kiz prensin bir yilan oldugunu bilen tek kisidir ve bu sefer gercekten olume mahkum oldugunu anlar. son bir kez annesinin mezarina gider ve aglamaya baslar. aglarken bizim malum elci yine kiza gorunur ve der ki: "kizim eger benim sozumu dinlersen bir omur boyu mutlu olursun, ama dinlemezsen yilan prens seni de bogacaktir. evlendigin gece 40 kat elbise giy ustune ve yilan senden soyunmani istedikce 'ben 1 kat cikartirim ama sen de 1 kat derinden soyun' diyeceksin" der ve gozden kaybolur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dugun olur ve kiz 40 kat elbisesiyle yilani odada beklemektedir. yilan kizdan soyunmasini ister. kiz da elcinin dedigi gibi "soyunurum ama once sen" der..yilan bir kat derisinden soyunur, kiz da 1 kat elbisesinden..bu boyle devam eder. yilan butun derilerinden arindiktan sonra yakIsIkli bir prense donusur ve kizla omur boyu mutlu olurlar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hani sarkida diyordu ya: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sen beni bilene sor, anlatsın.&lt;br /&gt;benim kartlarım hep açık,&lt;br /&gt;sen anlarsın."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anlattigim hikayenin ozu su...evet kartlarin acik ama karsindakinin kartlari sana ne kadar acik..eger sen ona sana verdiginden daha cok seffaflik verirsen karsindaki yilan olup seni bogmaya calisiyor...eger onun kartlari seninkinden daha cok aciksa bu sefer sen yilan konumuna dusuyorsun. ya da karsimizdaki ne kadar hakediyor bizim kartlarimizi gormeyi?? oyle ya da boyle benim icin ozel olan insanin da soyledigi gibi..."Sevdigin kadar sevilirsin"....ama keske o kadar dengede olsa hersey :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahmet altan'da aynen soyle diyor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mutlu olabilmek icin kirk derisinden soyunan yilanla kirk gomlegini cikaran kizi dusunuyordum. ben de tek tek gonleklerimi cikarmaliydim, cirilciplak kalmaliydim, ama bunu karsimdaki kadindan once yaparsam o beni sokacakti, kadin benden once soyunursa ben yilan olup onu sokacaktim, bunu ayni zamanda yapmaliydik, ama bir kadinla erkegin ayni zamanda kendi ruhlarinin kirk gomleginden siyrilip soyunmalari imkansiz denecek kadar zordu. birinden biri oburunun karsisinda giyinik kalip yilanlasiyor ve karsisindakini sokuyordu; bir yilan ya da kurban olmaktan birini secmek zorunda kaliyordu insanlar, bense artik ne bir yilan, ne de kurban olmak istiyordum..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1603640942595003100?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1603640942595003100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1603640942595003100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1603640942595003100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1603640942595003100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/masal-vol-2.html' title='masal vol-2'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb_wbfIbbhI/AAAAAAAAASo/e4BKMQJl1JY/s72-c/kurbaga_prens.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-241647374821852365</id><published>2009-03-16T12:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:17:35.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahmet altan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tehlikeli masallar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yilan prens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benim kartlarim hep acik'/><title type='text'>masal vol-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb6JaBFwIpI/AAAAAAAAASg/u8EwVo9g1WI/s1600-h/bebisko8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313835690405929618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb6JaBFwIpI/AAAAAAAAASg/u8EwVo9g1WI/s400/bebisko8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prettyinblog.com/"&gt;pireti&lt;/a&gt;'nin blogu nedense hep benim postlarima ilham kaynagi oluyor. commentler disinda konusamadik ama cok seviyorum ben bu kizi ya, kendime yakin buluyorum hissettiklerini...en son post'unda bir sarki sozu yazmis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sen beni bilene sor, anlatsın.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;benim kartlarım hep açık,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sen anlarsın."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aklima eskiden okudugum bir masali getirdi. Ahmet Altan'in kitaplarinin birindeydi sanirim "Tehlikeli Masallar" kitabiydi. bir kac kere okudugum sayili kitaplardandir ve her okudugumda da altini cizecek farkli cumleler buldugum...masal soyle basliyor (umarim dogru hatirliyorumdur):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seneler evvel uzak diyarlarin birinde guzel bir kiz yasarmis babasi ve uvey annesiyle birlikte. Bu uvey anne kiza dusman olacak ya, her firsatta ayagini kaydirmaya calisirmis...bu uzak diyarin bir de cocuklari olmayan kral ve kralicesi varmis. gece gunduz bir cocuk icin dua ederler, adeta cocuklari olsun diye yanip tutusurlarmis. Allah bu iki kuluna acimis ve bir elci gondermis. elci saraya gidip kral'a "benim dediklerimi yaparsaniz Allah sizi bir cocukla mukafatlandiracaktir" demis. cocuk ugruna her careye basvuran kral elciyi dikkatle dinlemeye baslamis... "bahcenize bir gul tohumu ekin ve tohumu ekerken 'Allah'im dualarimizi kabul et ve bize hayirli bir evlat nasip et' deyin ve o gece birlesin" demis. kral ve kralice elciyi bir guzel agarladiktan sonra bahceye tohum ekmeye gider ama eksik dua ederler 'Allah'im bize bir evlat ver de nasil verirsen ver'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kralice hamile kalir ve aylar gecer...ulkenin her bir yerinde senlikler duzenlenir ve dogum ani gelir...kralice sancilar icindedir ama cocuk bir turlu dogmaz..ulkenin butun ebeleri yardima gelir ama hicbiri kraliceyi dogurtamaz. beceriksiz ebelerin de boynu bir guzel kilictan gecirilir. bunu duyan uvey anne "benim uvey kizim kraliceyi dogurtabilir" der...akli sira kizi kilictan gecirip ebediyyen ondan kurtulacaktir. bunu duyan kral kizi sarayina cagirtir. kiz saraya aglaya aglaya giderken, kralicenin hamile kalmasini saglayan elciyle karsilasir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elci: "Niye agliyorsun kizim?"&lt;br /&gt;Kiz: "Kimsenin dogurtamadigi kralice icin ben gorevlendirildim ama biliyorum ki basaramayacagim ve benim de sonum digerleri gibi olum olacak..."&lt;br /&gt;Elci" "korkma kizim, oncelikle beni dinle. kralice benim ona soyledigim duayi okumadigi icin Allah onu cezalandirdi ve ona bir yilan evlat nasip etti. kralice 9 aydir karninda bebek diye bir yilani tasidi ve buyuttu..onu dogurtabilmenin tek yolu odaya bir sut kazani koyman...kokuyu duyan yilan anne karnindan cikacaktir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiz elcinin sozlerine inanamaz ama tek caresi oldugunu da bilir ve sarayin yolunu tutar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARKASI YARIN :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-241647374821852365?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/241647374821852365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=241647374821852365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/241647374821852365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/241647374821852365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/masal-vol-1.html' title='masal vol-1'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Sb6JaBFwIpI/AAAAAAAAASg/u8EwVo9g1WI/s72-c/bebisko8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2281271455260978697</id><published>2009-03-05T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:39:44.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icimdeki nutella aski bambaska'/><title type='text'>kisa ve oz :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SbAcV24QUoI/AAAAAAAAASY/vJFpNe3ug30/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309775122504110722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SbAcV24QUoI/AAAAAAAAASY/vJFpNe3ug30/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;..putperest olsam Nutella'ya tapardim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yok bole bisi yaaa..ofiste oturup saatlerce nutella kasiklamak ve hic doymak bilmemek...twitter gibi post yazmak..garip bir Turkce tadinda dokturmek :p en iyisi susmak ve kasiklamaya devam etmek :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2281271455260978697?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2281271455260978697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2281271455260978697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2281271455260978697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2281271455260978697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/03/kisa-ve-oz.html' title='kisa ve oz :)'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Saf5lSEhkgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/r1Lq0__Qku0/s400/birthdaygiraffe_lg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun eve giderken icimde garip bir his vardi posta kutusuna bakayim dedim :p nasil bir hisse artik bu? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vee michigan'dan ilk kabul kagidi geldi...bakalim diger okullar ne gondericek :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let the game begin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put yo hands up 4 Michigan!! :))))&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/713753235809410147-8334845479184471555?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8334845479184471555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8334845479184471555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8334845479184471555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8334845479184471555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/02/law-schoola-ilk-adim.html' title='law school&apos;a ilk adim'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/Saf5lSEhkgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/r1Lq0__Qku0/s72-c/birthdaygiraffe_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2830430345112208869</id><published>2009-02-18T15:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:35:26.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teyzem'/><title type='text'>artik yoksun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZxwhDwUhVI/AAAAAAAAASI/-19sIJxbVxY/s1600-h/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304238174381573458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZxwhDwUhVI/AAAAAAAAASI/-19sIJxbVxY/s400/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sen gideli 12 saat olmus...bizi terkedeli. teyze anne yarisidir derler ve ben o yariyi kaybettim bugun. hazirlamistik aslinda uzun zamandir bu sona kendimize ama inanamadim gidisine...telefon elimde coktum yerime bacaklarim tutmadi sanki..."kurtuldu" dediler senin icin. hic yasayamadigin hayattan insan nasil kurtulabilirdi ki? dile kolay tam 17 sene...17 senedir sana ait olmayan, senin kontrolun disinda bir hayat yasadin. hem de kalabaliklar icinde yapayalniz. o cok sevdigin cocuklarin sana sirtini donerek yasarken oldurmuslerdi zaten iclerinde seni. ama sen yine de sevdin onlari...anneydin cunku. ve annelik buydu belki de...tum terkedilmislige, sevgisizlige ve hastaliginin acisina ragmen tutkuyla sevebilmek kendinden olan parcani ve affedebilmek..sahi teyze affedebildin mi yasadiklarini, sana yasattiklarini? ben affedemedim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun aklimdaydin oysa ki..elim recel kavanozuna gittigimde hatiralarinla gelmistin. buyukada'da o bahcede gezisin, kis icin binbir turlu meyve toplayip recel yapisin...kim icindi hatirlamiyorum ama helva yaparken "sakin dokunmayin ben geliyorum hemen" deyisinden sonra kuzenle firlayip parmagimizi tencereye daldirisimiz...ve parmagimin deli gibi yanmasiyla mutfaga kosman...anneme soylemeyip parmagima elma kabuklari basisin, bir kere de "ben size demedim mi?" demeyisin. kizmazdin cunku kiyamazdin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra o lanet hastalik...ve zamanla herseyini kaybedisin. gulusunu, sesini duymayali seneler oldu..en son gordugumde sarilamadim bile seni incitirim canini acitirim diye. sevindin ama gozlerinin isiltisindan belliydi...sacimi oksayamadin ama ben hissettim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cok garip biliyor musun? bir insani bu kadar severken, aci cekmemesi icin olmesini istemek...tam 17 sene...senden ne cok sey goturdu...konusacak durumun olsa ne anlatirdin kimbilir. bir keresinde bizim evde kalirken bogazina bir sey kacmisti ve bogulmak uzereydin..panikledin. ne yapicagimi sasirdim, agladim sadece...annem olmasa, bakakalicaktim sana oylece. seni gormeyeli 4,5 sene olmus...gelemedim yanina, gelmek istemedim. o halde gorup hatirlamak istemedigim icin..kizdin mi bana? bekledin mi beni? affet beni olur mu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cok uzgunum teyze...bu lanet olasi hastalik sana ve dayima miras kaldigi icin...hayatini yasayamadigin icin, bir anne olarak cocuklarinin sana sirt cevirmesine katlandigin icin...olumun bile sessiz, uyur gibi olmus...biliyorum simdi oralarda anneannem ve dedemle bulustugun icin cok mutlusun...zamani geldiginde gorusmek uzere canim teyzecim...seni cok seviyoruz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2830430345112208869?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZxwhDwUhVI/AAAAAAAAASI/-19sIJxbVxY/s72-c/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6406755862831621446</id><published>2009-02-17T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:41:05.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eski dost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sen de simdi herkes gibisin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eski dosttun yillar sonra donmesi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dost kazigi'/><title type='text'>nedir bu simdi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZsSf85j9YI/AAAAAAAAASA/dDvljbzACsk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303853326291694978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZsSf85j9YI/AAAAAAAAASA/dDvljbzACsk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;onunla ayni zamanda usa'ya geldik, okullar baslamadan once kayit yapmaya geldigimizde tesaduf eseri tanistik. o gun masada otururken, bana herseyini anlatmaya basladi...sasirmistim. ben kolay kolay acilamam cunku oyle herkese. olaylari kendini kaptirarak anlatiyordu, aklim baska yerlere surukleniyordu onu dinlerken. sonra okullar falan acildi, birbirimizi hic gormedik ya da aramadik. 1-2 ay oyle devam etti, bir gun yine karsilastik ve sanki yillardir arkadasmisiz gibi oturup devam ettik kaldigimiz yerden. beraber agladigimiz gunler de oldu ama en cok gulduk...o kadar cok gulerdik ki milleti uyuz edicek kadar mutluyduk. yanlis yaptigini bile bile arkasinda durdum yaptiklarinin...delilikler yaptik, eglendik, kostuk ve de yorulduk...kardesim gibiydi, sanki onu korumam gerekiyormus gibi hissederdim cogu zaman. bu yuzden inanmadigim halde hep yanindaydim. aramiza kimseyi almayacak kadar iki bagli dosttuk. o kadar yakindik ki...birbirimizden saklayacagimiz hicbir sir kalmamisti sanki...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben oyle sanmistim en azindan...tatil icin turkiye'ye gitmemle basladi hersey. emailleri kisa kisaydi, ya da ona ait degildi. dondugumde anlamistim herseyi. sonra buyuk, koca bir yalan meteor gibi dustu uzerimize. sadece kendini degil etrafindakileri de icine alan bagislanmasi zor yalanlar...hic sormadim "neden yaptin, neden boyle soyledin, ya da bunu bana nasil yaparsin?" diye..bir aciklamasi olamazdi cunku yaptiklarinin. aramadim, gormedim, gitmedim...kendiliginden basladigi gibi kendiliginden bitti dostlugumuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;onceleri nefret ettim, adini bile duymak istemedim...zamanla silindi gitti. tr'ye temelli donmeden once gormek istedigini soylettirdi ortak bir arkadasimiza, pismanligini ve affedilmek istedigini...bir daha gormeyecektim zaten ve gittim bulusmaya. bir yabanci gibiydim...onun gozleri dolu doluydu bense birsey hissetmiyordum. ne kizginlik, ne ozlem, ne nefret...hicbir sey...o meshur siirde yazildigi gibiydi "bence artik sen de herkes gibisin" di. "neden yaptim bilmiyorum..aklim karisIktI...sen de yoktun" diyebildi. hicbir sey demedim...eskisi gibi dost olmak istedigini soyledi. "beni taniyorsun, bir kere guvenimi kaybedince eskisi gibi dost olamayiz" dedim. ne bekliyordu ki?? ona olan guvenim sifirken ve bir daha asla guvenmeyecegimi bile bile nasil ona dostum gozuyle bakabilirdim ki tekrardan...ama arkadas olduk...giderken yine hayatimin icine son bir defa daha edip terketti buralari...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bana yapilan hicbir seyi unutmam ama insanlari unuturum...aklima gelmez oyle hayatimdan cikardiklarim. bir kez o kapidan cikmissa kisi, benim icin bitmisse- ki ben kolay kolay iliskileri bitiren biri degilimdir, hatirlamam adi gecmedikce. kolay kapatirim o sayfalari. onu da unuttum, yaptiklarini da...adi gectikce 1-2 kelime ettim o kadar...taa ki bugune kadar! bugun girdigim bir forumdan mesaj geldi ustelik nickimi falan da bilmez...dile kolay 4,5 senedir hayatimda yoktu. nickini gorunce anladim o oldugunu...mesajini 5-6 sefer okudum ama cevap yazamadim. ne yazabilirim ki? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o dostlugumuzu dusunmeden yaptigi hatalari ben nereye sigdirip, "canim dostum" diyebilirim ki yeniden? bir kac gun daha -en azindan ne soylemem gerektigine karar verene kadar- mesaja cevap vermeyi dusunmuyorum. bakalim zaman ne gostericek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Büsbütün unuttum seni eminim&lt;br /&gt;Maziye karıştı şimdi yeminim&lt;br /&gt;Kalbimde senin için yok bile kinim&lt;br /&gt;Bence sen de şimdi herkes gibisin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6406755862831621446?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6406755862831621446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6406755862831621446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6406755862831621446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6406755862831621446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/02/nedir-bu-simdi.html' title='nedir bu simdi?'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZsSf85j9YI/AAAAAAAAASA/dDvljbzACsk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1529530655752151934</id><published>2009-02-09T22:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:42:03.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 subat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seku balim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cok sevmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benim icim senle tok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how I met with Seku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben onu ruhumla severim'/><title type='text'>10 subat 2005 ilk tanisma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZEFYdLWJ_I/AAAAAAAAARY/Ilv8g5v3VCM/s1600-h/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301024154099001330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZEFYdLWJ_I/AAAAAAAAARY/Ilv8g5v3VCM/s400/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tam 1 bucuk saat sonra yani gece 12yi vurdugunda...ben bir kere daha sukredecegim Allah'a ve bu hayata...ilk kez bu kadar sevebildigim icin, ilk kez tutkuyla birine bu kadar baglandigim icin, ve ilk kez bir insani ve onunla beraber tum duygulari bu kadar yogun yasadigim icin... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 subat 2005...seni tanidigim gun...o soguk gecedeki kapidan girisin ve unutamadigim bakislarin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben hic ahkam kesmem pismanliklar uzerine. hani derler ya "yaptiklarimdan hic pisman olmadim!" koca bir yalannnn!! herkesin esek gibi pismanliklar yasadigini itiraf etmesi zor sadece. ben itiraf ediyorum! pismanliklarim oldu..en cok senden once yasadiklarima...seninle beraberken de araya sIkIstIrILmIs bir kac kucuk hikaye zinciri...inan bana ben o zincire halka eklemek istemedim hicbir zaman, ama adi ustunde pismanlik sen istemeden ekleniveriyorlar. 10 subat 2005ten bu yana ne cok sey degisti hayatimizda. herseyden once biz degistik! ama beraber degistik, beraber buyuduk ve buyuttuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir yerde okumustum simdi kaynagini hatirlayamadigim..."dunyanin en uzun gecesi 21 Aralik degil, beni uzdugun gecedir. beni uzdugun, yordugun, yiprattigin gecedir..." yalan yok! canimi yaktigin cok gece oldu, o zamanlar gidebilecek gucum olsaydi gitmem gereken cok zamanlar da oldu. dunyanin uzerime yikildigi, altinda ezildigim, nefessiz kaldigim anlar da...bir asir gibi gecen agir ve yalniz geceler. biliyorum senin de oldu. ne cok uzerine gelirdim incir cekirdegini doldurmayacak seyler icin, bunaltirdim, soluksuz birakirdim. kacardin benden, sen kactikca ben daha cok kovalamaya calisirdim, calistikca elime yuzume bulastirirdim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simdi hersey cok geride kaldi..sisli perdelerin ardindan izliyorum o uzun ve nefessiz geceleri. cunku oyle mutluyum ki, oyle seninle doluyum ki! hayatin sifresi sende gizliymis meger, ben gormekte gecikmisim. korkularim, suphelerim, ic hesaplasmalarim oyle doldurmus ki hayatimi, anlayamamisim. meger huzur bu kadar yanimdayken, ben saganak yagmurlarin altinda islanip durmusum bunca zaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iste bundandir sevgili ben seni hep yarin olecekmisim gibi seviyorum...yarin olmadan -olmeden- daha cok opesim, sarilasim, seni kalbimin icine sokasim geliyor. bu yuzdendir sevgili senden bir sey gizlememe istegim, ilk aklima geleni sacma da olsa seninle paylasmak icin direnmem. biliyorum sana tuhaf geliyor, belki de alistin bunca zaman sonra, bu kadar seffaf olmama...ama murathan mungan'in da dedigi gibi "ben sende butun asklarimi temize cektim!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 subat 2005-10 subat 2009-----Bilmiyorsun sevgili hala anlamiyorsun...bir zamanlar hiclikler ortasinda buldugun bu kalbin simdi herseyisin................ (Seku'nun Iku'su...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1529530655752151934?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1529530655752151934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1529530655752151934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1529530655752151934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1529530655752151934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-subat-2005-ilk-tanisma.html' title='10 subat 2005 ilk tanisma'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZEFYdLWJ_I/AAAAAAAAARY/Ilv8g5v3VCM/s72-c/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2260612124891239432</id><published>2009-02-09T09:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:09:41.197-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son LSAT denemesi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nijerya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pursuit of happyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caresizlik'/><title type='text'>inner voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300814060234110562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZBGTYimdmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/99gkuUZYFBc/s400/MovieHappynessND121406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZBGaVwZpRI/AAAAAAAAARA/NzwvbAc_sFs/s1600-h/The-Pursuit-of-Happyness_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300814179745768722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZBGaVwZpRI/AAAAAAAAARA/NzwvbAc_sFs/s400/The-Pursuit-of-Happyness_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aralik ayinda girdigim su Allahin belasi LSAT sinavina, subatta yeniden girmeye karar verdigimde cogu okullarin sinav kontenjani dolmustu. en sonunda eve 1 saat uzaklikta kus ucmaz, kervan gecmez bir okulda yer buldum. is yerindekiler de "aman cok dikkat et, suc orani soyle yuksek, boyle olaylar oluyor bidibidibiibib" diye kafamin etini yediler resmen. ben de tabii sartladim kendimi ister istemez. yol git git bitmiyor, sabahin koru, uyku gozlerimden akiyor resmen. bir yandan da "ulan iku bosver sinavi ya, git evine yat, zaten oylesine giriyorsun, bir de manyak bir yerde sinava giriceksin" diye soyleniyorum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neyse okula geldim yaw kimse yok ortalikta. bakiniyorum oyle acaba hangi binada sinav diye. tam oyle dusunurkeneee, arabanin camina biri hizli hizli vurdu. kalbim yerinden cikicak sandim bi an. neyse cami actim, "baltimore'dan buraya taksiyle geldim ve sadece 5$im var, para verir misin?"...diridirinnnnnn!! beynimde simsekler cakti bir an, ulan bunlar beni arabadan indirip bir guzel kaciricaklar, oldurecekler falan yaziyorum senaryolari..."yok param" dedim direk uzaklastim ordan. abi okulda bir allahin kulu da yok...! uzaktan izliyorum hala adami...elinde dosyasi falan var, ustu basi boya icinde, taksiciye soyleniyor bir yandan. en sonunda "ara polisi param yok napiyim, sinava gec kaliyorum zaten" dedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Allah'im beni mi siniyorsun" diye dusunurken, aklima "pursuit of happyness" geldi. kendi kendime soylendim sonra da "ne pisliksin yaaa 3-5 kurus cikar da ver, bak o da sinava giricekmis"..neyse adamin yanina bir daha gittim. gozleri dolu dolu bakiyor bana, sinirinden ve caresizlikten aglayacak nerdeyse. taksimetreye baktim, taksici de polisle telefonda para odenmedigi icin sikayet ediyor... cikardim verdim. adam orda bildigi butun dualari etmeye basladi, tesekkur etti binlerce kere...nijerya'dan yeni geldigini, buralari bilmedigini, sinava girmek uzere oldugunu falan anlatmaya basladi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;uzuldum....bizim icin cok siradan olan bazi seyler, baskalarinin tum hayatini degistirecek oneme sahip oldugu icin. imkansizliklar icinde kendisinin bu son sansina herseyi goze alarak ulasma cabasina. ve kendimin bu kadar sansli oldugunu bilemeyecek kadar aptalca seyleri kafaya taktigima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayri siniflarda girdik sinava ve ben en cok onun iyi bir puan almasi icin dileklerde bulundum. sinavdan ciktiktan sonra bir sure bekledim (geri donus parasi olmadigini bildigim icin) ama etrafta yoktu. umarim evine donebilmistir ve umarim hayat onu daha fazla yormaz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2260612124891239432?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2260612124891239432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2260612124891239432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2260612124891239432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2260612124891239432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/02/inner-voice.html' title='inner voice'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZBGTYimdmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/99gkuUZYFBc/s72-c/MovieHappynessND121406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4631555656873613907</id><published>2009-01-30T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:04:43.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google sen bizim herseyimizsin'/><title type='text'>aramaya inanmak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SYMzFvbsHZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rD5Oamuj_cI/s1600-h/i-caught-you-a-delicious-bass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297133760442801554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SYMzFvbsHZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rD5Oamuj_cI/s400/i-caught-you-a-delicious-bass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;coookk uzun zamandir google analizi yapmayi planliyordum, kismet buguneymis :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iste en ilginc aramalar ve karsinizda iku :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-basim agridiginda igne olurum, dolorex agri kesici, 20 yas korku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sincukkk basin agridiginda niye igne oluyorsun anlamadim bak dolorex agri kesici varkenee :) bunu aratan kisinin migreni varsa vay haline, suzgec durumlari :p 20 yas disini cektiren biri icinse o izdirabi cekmek yerine 9347349 tane igne olabilecegine inaniyorum :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-eski sevgilim msnden beni sevmiyor, eski sevgiliyi cildirtma yontemleri, msnden laf sokusturma, beni birakip gitme, erkekler neden kalpsiz, anlayissiz sevgili, ben sasirmak istiyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu grubu sevdim ben :))) bu kelimelerden oturup kitap yazarim valla! erkekler neden kalpsiz? en cok bunu yazana uzuldum...kelin ilaci olsa kendi basina surer anacim, ne isin var google'da moogle'da. hem anlayissiz hem de kalpsiz sevgili, bir de ustune ustluk ben sasirmak istiyorum demissin...daha neyine sasirican ayol, git kendine sasir once boyle angut biriyle hala berabersen :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir de su eski sevgili aramalari yok mu olduruyor beni! nasil laf sokarim, nasil cildirtirim, neden beni msnden sevmiyor :) normalde seviyor ama msn'den sevmiyoooooo bobuhuhuuhuhuhuh:( :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gecmis bitmis, adam yolunu almis, sen hala nasil laf sokusturucam diye kivran oralarda. sonra da dersin "beni birakip gitme" hasbinallaahhhhh!! birak gitsin ya, ne edicen eskisini, yeni limanlara dogru yol al kuzucummm :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-can sIkIntIsI, en iyi dost olmayan tost, uzun sacma yazilar, vicik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;canin sIkILmIs ve sen oturup uzun sacma yazilar okumak istiyorsun?? hakaret mi ediosun len sen benim yazilarima! google'dan girip ayar mi veriyorsun bana?? hallllaaa haalllaaaa..oburu de yazmis tost most, ne oliiiyyyy burdaaaa :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bir de porno grubu var..onlari yazamayacagim, cunku ben sirin bir zulapha'yim :p gidin len blogumda ne isiniz var...hayir bir de asiri "yaratici"lar masallah, hayvanlar alemine dalmislar direk... :))))) birileri de onlara dalsa bu zihniyetlerinden dolayi daha cok sevinicem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simdilik bu kadar kuzucuklarim..baska bir google analytics'de bulusmak uzere baaaaayyyy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4631555656873613907?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4631555656873613907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4631555656873613907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4631555656873613907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4631555656873613907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/aramaya-inanmak.html' title='aramaya inanmak'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SYMzFvbsHZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rD5Oamuj_cI/s72-c/i-caught-you-a-delicious-bass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-22524846667253156</id><published>2009-01-26T11:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:53:28.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 ilk mim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o mimi mimi karameli sepeti'/><title type='text'>o mimi mimi, karameli sepeti vol:2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sanirim bir 10 gun once falan beni sirinlik abidesi &lt;a href="http://www.prettyinblog.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pireti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;cim mimlemisti, amma velakin islerin yogunlugu, okul basvurulari falan derken kaynadi gitti..simccukkk is yerindekiler uyku moduna gecmisken iki satir yazayim dedim :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gelelim mimize (ne bicim kelime oldu ya mimiiziiziiziiz) :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**yaptığım 4 iş**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295659789325657282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SX32hVITZMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/x4KuHOlv5Fs/s400/kopyas3054uzun1296fg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sirinlik :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bayilirim boyle sevgilime sirnasmayi :p koala gibi yapisirim, sonra da beni sevsin diye oyunlar yaparim. minicik, kucucuk, mini minnacik olurum iki sevsin diye beni, evin icinde onu takip ederim, saclariyla oynarim, kolunu isiririm :))))) hersey iki opucuk icin peeehhhh :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;uyuzluk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dedigim dedik caldigim duduk tipler vardir ya iste ben tam o'yum..bir sey benim istedigim gibi olmamissa dunya dursun isterim taa ki o sey olana kadar. giciklasirim, cekilmez olurum dahasi bas belasi olurum. agzima 3-5 tane sakiz koyup cakkidi cakkidi cignerim sevgilimin kulaginda..biliyorum igrenccc :D rahat oturmasina izin vermem, kolundan bacagindan cekerim, gidiklarim, kulagina islak parmagimi sokarim :p, tv izlemesine izin vermem, laptop'unu kaparim falan da filan diye uzar bu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bulasik yikarim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;utu mutu, temizlik, yemek falan pek favorim olmasa da zorunluluktan yaparim ama bulasik oyle mi ya?? aklim daginiksa, birseylere kafayi bozmussam bulasiklara girisirim. elim o suda boyle gezinirken icim gidiklanir resmen. hic sudan cikmasin isterim :p tabii eve kimin geldigine de bagli bu..eger sevmedigim, tiksindigim birileri gelip yemek falan yemisse, direk makineye atarim. dokunmak bile istemem o catal, bicaklara :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tembellik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;super tembellik yaparim. benim ustume daha iyi tembellik yapan yoktur. biraksan sabahtan aksama kadar cikmak istemem yataktan, boyle serumla falan beslesinler beni, sevdigim muzikleri calsinlar, friends, everybody loves raymond, seinfeld'i falan izleyeyim sabahtan aksama kadar...oohhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**defalarca izleyebileceğim 4 film**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295660464868713650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SX33IpuUZLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sCkKCtmCJ-4/s400/PHPYN_DomPK_PK-13_DF-01287.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pursuit of happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my big fat greek wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;babam ve oglum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;good will hunting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**yaşadığım 4 yer**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;istanbul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sevgilinin kalbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sevgilinin evi :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**tatil için gittiğim 4 yer**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tatil icin degil belki ama kucuklugumde her yazini gecirdigim yer Buyukada (bayilirim hala oraya gitmeye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Antalya (gitmedigim yeri kalmadi artik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bodrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ve bir kac abd eyaleti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;**en sevdiğim 4 yemek**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yahu ben yemek icin yasiyorum, hangi birini sayayim :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;zeytin (hicbir sey vermesinler, sabahtan aksama kadar bikmadan yerim! siyah, yesil, biberli, kokteylli, peynirli, meynirli her turlusu hic farketmez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;manti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sulukofte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mercimek corbasi, kungpao chicken, veee chipotleee :) evet bu son maddeye hepsini koymaya calistim ama hala bi ton sevdigim yemek var :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**hemen şimdi olmak isteyeceğim 4 yer**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295659228990571474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SX32AtuAg9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/GpQMadXp6HE/s400/hawaii-beach_hammock.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Georgetown Law School'da sinifta oturup not almak (eheuehueheue okula girmis gibi :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dunyadaki butun tropikal adalari gezebilecegim kocaman bir gemi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;muhtesem bir avrupa turu icin bilet alabilecegim herhangi bir acenta :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**bir yağmur damlası olsaydım düşmek isteyeceğim 4 yer**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295658798182504434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SX31no1XF_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/l2qBY-dd190/s400/susuzluk8hb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sevgilimin kalbinin tam ustu..ordan tum icine sizip butun hucrelerini isgal etmek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;susuzluktan olmek uzere olan bir cocugun dudaklarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hayati artik sevemeyecegine inanmis birinin gozlerine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ve okyanusa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ben kimseyi mimlemiyorum cunku bu mimi yapmayan bir blogger kalmadi sanirim :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-22524846667253156?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/22524846667253156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=22524846667253156' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4122441343191141757</id><published>2009-01-20T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:12:31.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is mi len bu??'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunun blogu oldum sonunda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ama kacirdim'/><title type='text'>18 ocak gunun blogu :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXX3zNBTF3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/nicEVaC6UL8/s1600-h/gunun+blogu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293409396084381554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXX3zNBTF3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/nicEVaC6UL8/s400/gunun+blogu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;inanmiyorum yaaa!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 ocakda blograzzi'de (yeni adiyla Bloxoo) gunun blogu olmusum! biriniz bile comment yazmamissiniz buraya, ben de kacirmisim!!!! peeehhhh!!! is mi len bu??? aylardir gunun blogu olmayi bekliyordum ve olunca da kacirdim :))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeni bir blog mu acsam ne ki :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4122441343191141757?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4122441343191141757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4122441343191141757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4122441343191141757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4122441343191141757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-ocak-gunun-blogu.html' title='18 ocak gunun blogu :)'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXX3zNBTF3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/nicEVaC6UL8/s72-c/gunun+blogu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8271546647869668129</id><published>2009-01-20T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:31:07.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inauguration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we believe in change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>inauguration day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXXfhiocCmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V7a-_eZJOWU/s1600-h/inauguration.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293382704368978530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 57px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXXfhiocCmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V7a-_eZJOWU/s400/inauguration.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bllaaagirlarr biliyosunuz&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXXf7OgEUJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5f8MXNT7FAE/s1600-h/shepard-fairey-barack-obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293383145641758866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXXf7OgEUJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5f8MXNT7FAE/s400/shepard-fairey-barack-obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ki bugun Washington DC'i yemin toreni dolayisiyla cildirmanin esiginde. bana sadece 15-20 dakika uzaklikta olmasina ragmen, gidemiyorum :( tarihi bir olay yasanirken (ilk African-American baskan) ben ofiste oturup sozlesmeleri inceliyorum ve torunlarima anlatacak bir olayim bile olmayacak :P :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun DC'nin feci kalabalik trafiginden sag salim cikmis bir insan olarak kendimi kutluyorum ve benim gibi Obama destekcilerinin onumuzdeki 4 yilin (en azindan simdilik 4 yil) herkes acisindan iyi gecmesini diliyorum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHANGE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8271546647869668129?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8271546647869668129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8271546647869668129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8271546647869668129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8271546647869668129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration-day.html' title='inauguration day'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SXXfhiocCmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V7a-_eZJOWU/s72-c/inauguration.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2877165349881057401</id><published>2009-01-13T11:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:40:23.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gitme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogum gunu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babacigim'/><title type='text'>seni ne kadar cok seversem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWzDDmOs_fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2hzwZpdXHV4/s1600-h/bxp51604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290818128822730226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWzDDmOs_fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2hzwZpdXHV4/s400/bxp51604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seni ne kadar cok seversem, o kadar cok olsun omrunden gecen yillar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;istememistin beni daha en basinda hatirliyor musun? ve olmamasi icin elinden geleni yapmistin, sonra kabullenmeyi secmistin. taa ki 8 mayis'a kadar suren o uzun seruvende birbirimizi ilk gorusumuze kadar. neler hissetmistin bilmiyorum ama gozlerin dolmus oyle soylemislerdi. sicacik sarilmissin..hani ilk goruste ask derler ya tam da oyle! soylesene nasil birseydir hayatinda ilk kez gordugun birine tum hayatini adamak, kendi omrun pahasina bile olsa onu korumak ve sevmek icin bir omur boyu yemin etmek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o kadar gucluydun ki gozumde, o kadar mukemmeldin ki...dunyada herkesin bir gun pes edecegine inanip senin yikilmayacagini dusunurdum. zamanla anladim...yureginin kucucuk bir cocuktan farksiz oldugunu...o kucuk cocuklar kadar hayal dolu bir kalbe sahip oldugunu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cok kizdirdim, cok uzdum ama gururlandirdim da...oyle degil mi? nereye gitsem hep senden bir parca tasidim..seni taniyan herkes bende seni buldu, ve beni taniyan herkes bende seni buldu. kisiligimi sekillendiren, benim ben olmami saglayan, gitmemi istemeyen ama gitmem icin bagrina tas basip ucmayi ogreten ilk askim...lutfen beni sensiz birakma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kucukken incecik sesinizle uyuyamadiginiz zamanlarda anne yerine babacigim diye seslenirsiniz genelde. verdigi guvenden midir onu tercih sebebiniz bilinmez ama o sicacik elleriyle sacinizi oksayip "hadi uyu kucuk askim" diyene kadar gozunuze uyku girmez. ayaklarinin uzerine kucuk ayaklarinizi koyarak size ilk dans etmesini, denize girerken kucagina alarak ilk yuzmesini, bisikletinizin arkasindan tutarak kullanmasini ogreten ilk kisidir...ve hayatiniz boyunca muhtemelen esinize asik bile olsaniz; en cok seveceginiz, en cok hayranlik duyacaginiz, en cok guveneceginiz tek erkektir. yasiniz kac olursa olsun siz onun hep kucuk prensesi olarak kalirsiniz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;evi erkekler aramaya basladiginda kiskancliktan gozlerinden atesler cikar, normal arkadas statusundeki erkeklere bile gozdagi vermeyi ihmal etmez, her zaman ve her yerde "benim prensesimi uzersen, olumlerden olum begen" bakislari firlatir tum hemcinslerine...o babadir, salincakta sizi sallayan, hastalandiginizda isini gucunu birakip butun gun basucunuzda bekleyen, annenize asik ama sizi hicbirseye degismeyen, fircada biraktiginiz saclari gizliden toplayip cuzdaninda saklayan, kucukken ona yazdiginiz abuk mektuplari gomleginin cebinde kalbine yakin yere koyan, ve ici hic el vermese de geleceginiz icin sizi uzak ulkelerden birine gonderirken "erkekler aglamaz" diyen tum onyargilari yikip cocuklar gibi aglayip havaalaninda arkanizdan el sallayandir...iciniz parcalanir onu o sekilde gorurken ama en cok da bazi geceler ondan kitalar kadar uzakken ruyada oldugunu gordugunuzde hungur hungur telefona sarilmak koyar...o bunlardan habersiz uykulu sekilde acarken telefonu "babacigim seni cok seviyorum, beni birakip gitme sakin" dersiniz ve o en neseli sesiyle "torunlarimi gormeden, onlari sevmeden surdan suraya gitmem" diyerek icinizi rahatlatir...o babadir ve yikilmayandir...o babadir ve guvendir...o babadir ve yasama sebebidir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bizim sarkimiz:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gitme aklım sende kalır uyuyamam geceleri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gitme aklım sende kalır uyuyamam geceleri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hiç ayrılmadık seninle, hiç ayrılmadık seninle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;degil bir sene bir gün bile gitme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;belki birşey olmaz ama korkuyorum elde değil,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;belki birşey olmaz ama korkuyorum elde değil,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hiç ayrılmadık seninle,hiç ayrılmadık seninle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;değil bir sene birgün bile gitme. .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice Senelere Lalacim, Milo$cugum, Cikolatam, BABACIGIM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2877165349881057401?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2877165349881057401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2877165349881057401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2877165349881057401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2877165349881057401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/seni-ne-kadar-cok-seversem.html' title='seni ne kadar cok seversem...'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWzDDmOs_fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2hzwZpdXHV4/s72-c/bxp51604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-5853682792179653450</id><published>2009-01-11T21:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:17:01.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bir harddisk olarak iku&apos;nun beyni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seni vuracak yeminlerim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kin tutmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balik hafiza vs. fil hafiza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beddua'/><title type='text'>fil hafizali iku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWq1TXIeYeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cRyKPoNCKNs/s1600-h/balik_hafizasi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290240056531771874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWq1TXIeYeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cRyKPoNCKNs/s400/balik_hafizasi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir seye karar verdim...kesinlikle "balik hafizali" olan insanlar bu dunyadaki en mutlu insanlar! benim gibi fil hafizaya sahip olanlar ise beyinlerini gerekli, gereksiz (!) bilgilerle doldururlar. sonra oyle anlar gelir ki beyin adeta bir hard disk gibi calismaya baslar. tek bir kelimeyle butun arsivler aranir, taranir ve $ak(!) diye tarihiyle birlikte butun kelimeler, konusmalar, yuz mimikleri kisacasi hersey ama hersey onunuze konur. can yakicak seyler yeniden caninizi yakar, mutlu edecek seyler yeniden mutlu eder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gecen bir blogda mime rastladim, sorulardan biri "sahip olmak istedigin ozellik" gibi bir sey soruyordu. iste cogu kisi yazmis; insanlarin dusuncelerini okumak, istedigin yere isinlanmak vesaire vesaire...ya bir dusunsene herkesin aklindan geceni duyuyorsun ve biliyorsun. hayatta istemem boyle birseyi! hos pek taktigim soylenemez insanlari, ailem ve sevgilim disinda...ama yine de karsimdaki konustugum oylesine biri bile olsa benim hakkimda icinden gecirdiklerini bilmek istemem...ya ben deliririm ya da delirtirim :). isinlanmak falan da istemem...giden bir tek ben olduktan sonra ne yapayim dunyanin bir ucunu...sevdiklerim yanimdaysa sorun yok, zaten ben koala gibi yapisirim ayrilmam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hani bir gun mucize falan olsa, sihirli lambaya falan rastlasam :p son dilegimi su fil hafizamdan kurtulmaktan yana kullanirim. en guzeli unutmak, unutabilmek...cunku ayni seyleri yeniden hatirladikca farkli seyler kesfediyorsun. bir seyin uzerinde 10 kere dusununce ayrintilarin farkina variyorsun. ve farkettigin ayrintilar olayi ya siradanlastiriyor, ya da daha kirici oluyor. hatirlamak istemiyorum kardesim! olmus, bitmis, uzulmusum ya da sevinmisim, ama hatirlamak niye??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir de su okuz gucundeki hislerimden kurtulmak isterdim. icim ne zaman sIkILsa, ya da suphe kulvarlarinda yuzmeye baslasam basima mutlaka birsey geliyor. hissetmek istemiyorum...ya da hislerimin beni yaniltmasini istiyorum. sasirmak istiyorum! olumlerden baska seylere sasirmak istiyorum. daha dogrusu iyi seyler yasayip "harika ya bunu da beklemiyordum, cok mutlu oldum!" demek istiyorum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ama bir seyi cok iyi biliyorum ve inaniyorum. hicbir yaptigin yanina kar kalmiyor! ve herseyin hakli bir nedeni var...ne zaman kalbim boyle icten kirilsa, deli gibi uzulsem, ya da bazi seylerden dolayi kin beslesem (evet fazla kinciyimdir ama cok ciddi seyler olmasi lazim) bir sekilde o kisinin cezasini cektigini goruyorum. -ki ayni seyler bana da oldu...kalbini kirdiklarim oldu durduk yerde...ister simarikliktan de, ister cocukluktan de...seku'dan once pek de "duyarli" bir insan degildim. "gitme"leri cok severdim, pek de aldirmazdim soylenenlere, kelimelerin hissedilenlerin sadece milyonda birini karsiladigini tahmin edemezdim o donemlerde. ah aldigim cok oldu, ah ettigimde...ama dedigim gibi hicbir sey karsiliksiz kalmadi. Allah hesaplari oyle guzel dengeliyor ki, verdigi gibi almasini da biliyor, aldigi gibi vermesini de...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;konu nerden nereye geldi, ic bulanikligi yaziya da yansidi ister istemez...dedigim gibi sevgili billoookk sen sen ol, unutmaya, once kendini sonra baskalarini affetmeye, hatalarin tekrarlanmayacagina emin olmaya, ve insanlari daha cok sevmeye calis...cunku hayat, senin fil hafizanin sacmaliklariyla sana tekrar tekrar ayni seyleri yasatmak icin cok kisa unutma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-5853682792179653450?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5853682792179653450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=5853682792179653450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5853682792179653450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5853682792179653450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/fil-hafizali-iku.html' title='fil hafizali iku'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWq1TXIeYeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cRyKPoNCKNs/s72-c/balik_hafizasi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8558158730878051739</id><published>2009-01-04T11:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:32:40.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeehhhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicik vicik iliski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kusum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake love'/><title type='text'>vicik vicik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWDyHagJF8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kvRAawTdv7w/s1600-h/Floripa_104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287492171720103874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWDyHagJF8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kvRAawTdv7w/s400/Floripa_104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;biliyorum uzun zamandir blogu ihmal ettim ama oyle yogunum ki, yazacak vaktimi sevdicekle geciriyorum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevdicegin bir arkadasi vardi, uzun zamandir oylesine tiplerle takiliyordu ve adam akilli (!) bir iliski istiyordu. son uc haftadir da muradina erdi, hersey buraya kadar iyi...son bir kac gundur biz de bu yeni ciftle takilmaya basladik, double date olaylari...dun en sonunda patladim ama resmen! boyle vicik vicik bir iliski yok yaaa...onceleri acaba kendi bencilligim mi diye dusunup duruyordum ama dun artik resmen afakanlar basti beni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;birbirlerine "kuusssuummm" diye hitap ediyorlar, evet cok sevgi hezeyani bir kelime ama bunu gunde yaklasik 3443394843 duyunca kusasi geliyor insanin. "kusuaaamm cohhh tatlisinnnn ahahahahahha", "kusuuaaaammm ayyyhh cok ozleeaadimmm", kusum asagi kusum yukari eeeehhhhhhhh artikkkk..sonra konusmaya basliyorsunuz, birsey anlatiyorsunuz..bir anda birbirlerine donup "kusuaammm bir opucuk ver", "kusummm bak yemegini yemedin" diye kendi aralarinda konusmaya basliyorlar. siz de orada kelimelerinizle g.t gibi kala kaliyorsunuz...evet iliskinin ilk gunleri boyle aptal asik modunda gecebilir, normaldir. ama tiksinc bir halde ya bunlarin ki...o kadar yapmacik ve gicik geliyor ki! dellendim artik. ruyalarimda kuslar gormeye basladim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra filme gidiyoruz, bunlar yine kendi aralarinda bidi bidi bidi konusmaya basliyorlar. "kusum misirlari goturddunn hiii, cok siskosun sen ahahahhaahhaah" diye baslayan ve devam eden abuk bir muhabbet! zaten film izlenirken sohbet edenlere kil olurum, bir de bunlarin o yikama yaglama islemleri beni iyicene cileden cikartmaya yetti. dun yemekteyken artik dayanamadim, disari ciktim. hava buz gibi ama iceri giresim yok...sonra "hadi iku yemek bitmek uzere dayan" dedim :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bir de bu sevimli (!) cift snowboard yapmaya gidelim, gemi turuna cikip gezelim falan planlari yapiyorlar ama yok kardesim tatilimi zehir etmeye hic niyetim yok...valla ben bunlara dayanamam gemiden atlarim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8558158730878051739?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8558158730878051739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8558158730878051739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8558158730878051739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8558158730878051739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/vicik-vicik.html' title='vicik vicik'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SWDyHagJF8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kvRAawTdv7w/s72-c/Floripa_104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4337100371554565960</id><published>2008-12-31T09:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:11:25.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeni yil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gerceklesmeyecegini bildigin dilekler'/><title type='text'>Mutlu Yillar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVuLDOVqMII/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ldyOaQUuJM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971475154219138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVuLDOVqMII/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ldyOaQUuJM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeggnii yiiglll yeggniii yigggll, yeeggniii yiiggglll sizlereeee kutluu olsunnnggg :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008'de ne oldu ne bitti yazmayacagim ama 2009'dan beklediklerim :) iste bunlar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saglik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Huzur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mutluluk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yalansiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tum sevdiklerimle yanyana muhtesem bir yil....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;onun haricinde:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hukuk masterina baslayabilmek (istedigim okulda)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ablamin evlenmesi :p &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ya da benim evlenmem :))))))))))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ispanyolca ogrenmek&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yeni bir ev ya da studio (eger yalniz yasayacaksam :p )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sevdicegimle gitmedigimiz yerlere kafamiza estigi gibi gitmek&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;incecik olmak :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;is degisikligi (daha 2 hafta oldu ama simdiden bunaldim)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bol alisveris (incecik olduktan sonra tabii ki :p )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;babamlarin "artik 24 yasindasin, kazik kadar oldun, sana karismayacagiz..ne istersen yap" demeleri :))))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;olmaz miiggggggggggg??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4337100371554565960?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4337100371554565960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4337100371554565960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4337100371554565960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4337100371554565960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/mutlu-yillar.html' title='Mutlu Yillar!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVuLDOVqMII/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ldyOaQUuJM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-5809545113437786726</id><published>2008-12-26T08:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:40:57.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panik atak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benim icim senle tok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so close yet so far away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevdicek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayaller'/><title type='text'>so close, yet, so far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVTp2wNSSTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1_gqU3nv7pM/s1600-h/32557c2097227985be278c602d2367ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284105389675268402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVTp2wNSSTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1_gqU3nv7pM/s400/32557c2097227985be278c602d2367ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gecen post'ta gun icersinde bir post daha yazacagimi soylemistim ama islerden giremedim :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aslinda yazilacak cok sey var ama o kadar birikti ki hersey, basini ve sonunu ayirt edemiyorum, detaylari anlatmak isteyip anlatamiyorum. tek bildigim yukardakinin beni sinadigi...sevgilim ayin 24unde tr'de olacakti ama hastalandi ve seyahat etmesi onun icin pek de iyi olmazdi! aslinda iyilesiyor ama farkinda degil ve duydugu hisler bambaska...onunkisi klasik nazli erkek hasta olayi degil, hissettikleri, dusundukleri panik atak gibi. ne yapacagimi bilmiyorum, elim kolum bagli...tek yaptigim, yapabildigim onunla konusmak..ve bu beni daha cok cildirtiyor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eskisi gibi olmasini istiyorum...hani o cok sikayet ettigim durumlara bile raziyim. o gerizekali arkadaslariyla dolasmasina illet olurdum ama "anlayisli sevgili" olmak adina bir sey demezdim. genelde onlarlayken aradigimda ulasamamak, aklimda 93349734 tane tilkinin gezmesine yeterde artardi bile. oyle senaryolar yazardim ki ona ulasamayinca! sonra otomatige baglamis gibi arardim bakana kadar. kizardi bana hem de cok! ona guvenmedigimi soylerdi. uzulurdum! "kendine gel iku, manyak misin 398498239 kere ariyorsun, bak bikacak senden, toparla kendini" derdim...neyse iste bu zamanlari bile ozluyorum! cunku her ne kadar beni uzup sinirlendirse de, o huzurluydu, sagligi yerindeydi, 5 dakikalik tartismalarimizin ardinda benim hep sevdigim gibiydi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simdi caresizim...ataklar her geldiginde onun yaninda olamamak beni delirtiyor! oysa ciddi birseyi yok, anlatmaya calisiyorum, olmuyor...oyle cok seviyorum ki onu, herseyden korumak istiyorum. isten cikar cikmaz direk yanina gidiyorum, bazi anlar geliyor butun endiselerinden siyrilip eskisi gibi oluyor, bazi anlar geliyor....o anlari yazmak istemiyorum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eger bu blogu okuyorsan sevgilim, bil ki onumuzde kocaman bir hayat var ve o hayata sigdiramayacagimiz kadar cok hayalimiz. biliyorum ve eminim bu yasadiklarimiz, hayallerimizin yaninda unutulup gidecek. super mutlu gunlerimiz de olacak, aglamaya doyamadigimiz kotu zamanlarimiz da...ama hep yanyana! sen benim elimi birakmak istemedikce, ben ellerimi ellerinden hic cekmeyecegim...sana verdigim hicbir sozden geri donmedim, sana yalan da soylemedim. Allah biliyor ya seni tanimadan once bu kadar yalansiz dolansiz degildim, ama 2005ten bu yana yasadigim bambaska bir hayat...senden tek istedigim bana guvenmen, sakinlesmen...goreceksin bu kabus ancak ve ancak sen istedigin zaman bitecek...seni cok seviyorum kucugum........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bir tek bu hüznü sen boğarsın ipek tenin derime batsın&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rüzgar saçını süpürse mest olur bakışlarım&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Adınla uyanır kulaklarım, yüzünle açar göz kapaklarım&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;En güzel şiirlerimle kaleme adını sayıklatırım&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Odamın hayaletisin sessizliğine aşığım. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kafamı duvara yasladım omuzların yanımda yok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ahbaplar maymun iştah sahibi benim içim senle tok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seni içeren masallarım anlatılacak kadar kısa değiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-5809545113437786726?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5809545113437786726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=5809545113437786726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5809545113437786726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5809545113437786726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-close-yet-so-far-away.html' title='so close, yet, so far away'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVTp2wNSSTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1_gqU3nv7pM/s72-c/32557c2097227985be278c602d2367ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-916865246006181490</id><published>2008-12-22T15:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:07:23.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku noruyonnn giii'/><title type='text'>iku'dan kisa kisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVABV5tSANI/AAAAAAAAAOg/T-bNEQkMrjQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282723838685216978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVABV5tSANI/AAAAAAAAAOg/T-bNEQkMrjQ/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;biliyorum uzun zamandir yazamadim, ve bir sure daha yazamayacagim...ama her gun mutlaka girip sevdigim bloglari okuyorum, okumaya calisiyorum. sonunda yeni isime basladim! isler bir hayli karisik, bir suru prosedur, anlasma, ihale falan derken kafayi yemek uzereyim, yakindir. pozisyon degistirmekle cok buyuk aptallik yaptim biliyorum, neyse bir sure daha boyle devam etsin bakalim ileride ne degisecek... isin su anda bana tek getirisi yeni bir laptop oldu, ama nete girecek vaktim bile olmuyor. is arkadaslarim cok iyi, ama fazla detaycilar...dosyalarin altini ustune getiriyorlar is bitene kadar...mudur de fazla suratsiz ama zararsiz biri. hatta azicik alisilmisin disinda. upuzun saclari var adamin (benimkilerden uzun valla :p), harley motoru ve 7 tane cocugu var. pofff is hakkinda yazarken bile icim sIkILdI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bunlarin disinda LSAT sinavina girmistim aralik'in basinda, 1-2 hafta icersinde sonuclar gelir belki daha once bile olabilir. korkuyorum tabii sonuctan ama artik elimden geleni yaptim diyorum. basvurmak istedigim okullari da belirledim, hatta hawaii'ye bile basvuruyorum, istedikleri puan dusuk diye :) gerci ben oraya gitsem okul, ders, mers 1 haftada boslarim ama super olur ya :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bugun icersinde bir post daha yazacagim, onu buraya sIkIstIrmak istemedim..bir de iku ne alemde diye merak edenleriniz olursa diye kisa kisa yazayim dedim...ve bu yaziyi bitirdim (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-916865246006181490?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/916865246006181490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=916865246006181490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/916865246006181490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/916865246006181490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/ikudan-kisa-kisa.html' title='iku&apos;dan kisa kisa'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SVABV5tSANI/AAAAAAAAAOg/T-bNEQkMrjQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7452617710525345268</id><published>2008-12-13T22:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:43:12.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenis topu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bir dahakine 2 gun narkozda kalirsam anca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocky balboa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20 yas disi'/><title type='text'>20 yas disi sendromu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUSACBH2hvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uk0jWe8GW5o/s1600-h/teeth-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279485435334526706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUSACBH2hvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uk0jWe8GW5o/s400/teeth-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun dis doktorunda randevum vardi. gayet laylaylom bicimde gittim, benim oyle korkularim pek yoktur. daha once cektirdigim 2 adet 20 yas disimi cektirmenin rahatliginda, alttakilerden bir tanesini de cektirmeye karar verdim. kac bin tane igne yedim sayamadim ama uyusmuyordu bir turlu. doktor gelip gidip "dilinde bir karincalanma hissediyor musun?" diyordu, baktim bekleyis uzuyor "yaa evet azicik var" dedim. demez olaydim! amcam once bir guzel damagimi ve yanagimi yardi..buraya kadar normal, bekleyis suruyor. "aci hissedersen bagirirsin, dururum" dedi..."haaaa haaaa" dedim agzim acik ancak :) Allah'im adam ne kadar gucu varsa bir asildi, benim diste uyusma sifir, cigligi bastim tabii...disime asilirken bir de "emin misin aciyor mu?" diyor. acidan herifin elini isiricaktim ki o zaman anlayacakti aciyi. neyse birakti.."yok yok uyusmamis bu, belli" dedi.."yahu niye birakmadin uyusmadiysa, cene kemigimle beraber gelicekti nerdeyse" dedim..pis pis siritti, bir igne daha vurdu. ve yine asildi...evet bu sefer olmustu...acisiz, sizisiz kurtulmustum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;taa ki dikis islemine baslayana kadar...adam dikemiyor! ip birbirine dolandi, kordugum oldu gozumun onune, dikisler tutmadi...basimda tam 3 tane ogrenci de var, "hocam dikisler tutmuyor" falan diyor...yusuf yusuf oldum ben orda! "cift dikis yapalim o zaman" dedi...sanki diktigi dugme anasini satiyim!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dikis islemi bitince de "yarina bir agrin olursa iki cafeinli kahve icer kendine gelirsin" dedi. ne bir antibiyotik ne bir agri kesici, oylece ciktim. gece ictigim 4 tane agri kesici bana misin demedi -ki ben basim deli gibi agridiginda bile tek bir agri kesiciyle yetinen bir insanim. cayir cayir yaniyorum resmen, sag tarafimda bir agirlik hissediyorum. butun gece beser dakikalik uykularla gecirdim. sabah banyo yapmaya bir kalktim, felaket!!!!! yanagimin icinde resmen tenis topu buyuklugude bir sis. agzimi acamiyorum, cenem kilitlenmis. boyle bir aci yok, boyle bir agri yok! direk doktorun ofisini basmaya gittim :) "aaa niye o kadar sismis ki!" diyor yardimcisi, "ulan topunuzun allah belasini" "Kore'nin nufusu kadar basiniza tas yagsin (dr. Koreliydi :p )" deyip sayiyorum Turkce! neyse recete falan yazdi, almaya gittim herkes suratima tuhaf tuhaf bakiyor. dayak yemis gibiyim, gozlerimin alti da uykusuzluktan cokmus. rocky balboa amcanin disi versiyonu bir sekilde eczaneden ciktim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra da sevdicegin evine gittim. "yuuhhhhhhhh" "kizim nolmusss yuzuneee" "ahahahhahahhaa".........kendisi de sinuzit + grip bogusuyor. iki hasta oturup birbirimize baktik bugun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu arada aksam oldukca yanagim daha cok sisti...resmen dikis yerlerim patlayacakmis gibi duruyor, yutkunamiyorum bile! bu konuda deneyimli arkadaslarin tavsiyelerini bekliyorum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7452617710525345268?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7452617710525345268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7452617710525345268' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7452617710525345268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7452617710525345268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/20-yas-disi-sendromu.html' title='20 yas disi sendromu!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUSACBH2hvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uk0jWe8GW5o/s72-c/teeth-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7347200274873943490</id><published>2008-12-09T14:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:29:12.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mektup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='konus(a)mamak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oylesine'/><title type='text'>konus(a)mamak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUE5kuf0VYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Vs84muXOla4/s1600-h/dandelion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278563541374489986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUE5kuf0VYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Vs84muXOla4/s400/dandelion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;niye hep boyle oluyor? niye ben konusmak istediklerimi acik acik soyleyemiyorum? niye hersey boyle dolambacli olmak zorunda? babamla bile -ki kendisi hayatta en rahat konusabilecegim dost kategorisine de girer, bir sey oldugu zaman donup kalirim. icimdekini atamayinca da ya iyicene suskunlasirim ya da oturur yazi yazarim. bu yuzden babamda birikmis cok mektubum vardir benim. yazarken istedigim kadar ozgurum cunku kelimelerimi istedigim gibi secebilirim. olmadi karalar yeni bastan baslayabilirim. ama konusurken oyle degil -ki ben uzgun ya da sinirli oldugumda cok da sakin olamiyorum. ani tepkiler hep kaybedisimin sonunu hazirliyor. gunlerdir sevdicek neyim var diye soruyor. cevap veremiyorum, her zamanki gibi...hem cok sey var hem de hicbir sey yok. bunu aciklamasi zor. aklimi kurcalayan bir ton sey var mesela, ama uzun vadede dusununce belki bir cogunun aklimi karistirmasi da sacma. bir yanim kendini suyun akisina birak diyor, bir yanim sorunlari cozmeden adim atmama izin vermiyor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"i can't explain, you would not understand. this is not how i am. i have become comfortably numb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I feel like I'm drowning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying to catch my breath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know what is happening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's no sense of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep underneath my skin, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling the pain within hear my cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel drown towards you can't resist, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life is changing I cannot recall, where I've been before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The abyss of your eyes, meaning so much more, am I losing my mind??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7347200274873943490?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7347200274873943490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7347200274873943490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7347200274873943490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7347200274873943490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/konusamamak.html' title='konus(a)mamak'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SUE5kuf0VYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Vs84muXOla4/s72-c/dandelion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3846151063435318703</id><published>2008-12-04T15:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:24:51.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bogazici'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenan dogulu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aglayamam'/><title type='text'>it's music time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STg-mh3VTCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eoBVfN8voT0/s1600-h/YellowStripes-Title1-640x48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276035795110939682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STg-mh3VTCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eoBVfN8voT0/s400/YellowStripes-Title1-640x48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bloga iki sarki ekledim...ikisi de uzun zamandir dinlemedigim ama bugun yeniden kesfettigim sarkilar...dinleyin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben seni susacak kadar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben sana susayacak kadar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben seni beni susturacak kadar sevdim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;öyle büyük ceza ki bu ikimize iyiliğimiz için kestiğin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;artık afrikadakiler yaşar biz ölürüz&lt;/strong&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/713753235809410147-3846151063435318703?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3846151063435318703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3846151063435318703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3846151063435318703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3846151063435318703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-music-time.html' title='it&apos;s music time!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STg-mh3VTCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eoBVfN8voT0/s72-c/YellowStripes-Title1-640x48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6509941633873754198</id><published>2008-12-04T13:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:40:39.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ortaya karisIk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eski dost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depresyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minik tavsan'/><title type='text'>sacma sapan bir yazi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STgkHFCfG_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Krz5jGiBNA8/s1600-h/42-17692362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276006667494824946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STgkHFCfG_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Krz5jGiBNA8/s400/42-17692362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun geceden beri cok kotuyum..durmadan cikariyorum ve icim disima cikti resmen. adam akilli uyuyamadim bile, sabaha kadar dondum durdum aradan gelen kusma krizlerini saymazsak. en sevdigim sey gece yatmadan once dusunmek uzun uzun...basimi yastiga koyar koymaz uyurum aslinda ama geceleri pek oyle olmuyor. sanki bir tek o zaman kendimle basbasa kaliyorum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun gece muzik calarken bir yandan gun boyunca neler yasadigimi dusundum. sanki beynimde bir dvd player var ve ben oturmus film gibi kendimi izliyorum. icimden binlerce kelimeler, binlerce cumleler, binlerce kararlar gecti. sonunda kendimi yordugumu anladim. hayali tartimin kefelerine kafamdaki dusunceleri koyup tarttim, hangileri agir geliyor diye...agirlik demisken insan ruhu 23 grammis...benimki cok daha agir geliyor.........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;uzun yillardir konusmadigim bir arkadasimla konustum bu sabah...18 temmuz'da evleniyormus. oyle garip hissettim ki kendimi...13 yasindan beri tanidigim, cok kotu zamanlarimizda birbirimize sigindigimiz, beraber deli gibi guldugumuz ama ulke degisimi yuzunden zamanla kopan bir dostum...en son 2 sene once antalya ucaginda karsilasmistik, ikimizin de yaninda baska insanlar oldugu icin konusamamistik fazla ama..hani bazi insanlar vardir ya seneler boyunca gorusmeseniz bile, karsilastiginizda sanki hic ayrilmamis gibi hissedersiniz..o da iste oyle ozel bir insan benim icin. sabah sabah konusurken eski gunlerden bahsettik, gulduk ama bir seyler buruktu iste. "seni onunla tanistirmayi cok isterdim" dedi...insan kendini oyle kotu hissediyor ki! sanki herseye gec kaldim, kendime, sevdiklerime, dostlarima...sonra gelinliginin resmini gonderdi bana ve biliyorum 18 temmuzda o su ana kadar gordugum en guzel gelin olacak. seni cok seviyorum minik tavsanim, insallah hep bugunku gibi mutlu olursun.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6509941633873754198?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6509941633873754198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6509941633873754198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6509941633873754198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6509941633873754198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/sacma-sapan-bir-yazi.html' title='sacma sapan bir yazi'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STgkHFCfG_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Krz5jGiBNA8/s72-c/42-17692362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4092551121167732624</id><published>2008-12-03T11:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:33:02.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eski resimler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bu bicim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hicbir kadin hicbir erkegi bu bicim sevmedi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>bu bicim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STaz8VAYWaI/AAAAAAAAANw/DaWcdEuNsU0/s1600-h/user71302_pic5842_1209475696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601862523378082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STaz8VAYWaI/AAAAAAAAANw/DaWcdEuNsU0/s400/user71302_pic5842_1209475696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazrDpgs8I/AAAAAAAAANo/D3QCIEVOg2w/s1600-h/yanyana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601565806277570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazrDpgs8I/AAAAAAAAANo/D3QCIEVOg2w/s400/yanyana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazfHuKZrI/AAAAAAAAANg/cKQZUSZv6ZA/s1600-h/uyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601360741099186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazfHuKZrI/AAAAAAAAANg/cKQZUSZv6ZA/s400/uyku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazSpOkcpI/AAAAAAAAANY/bBCDOfF5aVs/s1600-h/eski+resim3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601146397094546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazSpOkcpI/AAAAAAAAANY/bBCDOfF5aVs/s400/eski+resim3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazLw00fhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3DfxlWrzpgM/s1600-h/eski+resim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601028177493522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STazLw00fhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3DfxlWrzpgM/s400/eski+resim2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hiçbir kadin hiçbir erkegi ve hiçbir erkek hiçbir kadini. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bu biçim, bu biçim, sevmedi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yoklugu ekmege katik edip, sevgiye açligi eklemedi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gözyaslarinin hiçbir teki, bu biçim düsmedi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;böylesine dolu dolu aglamadi, hiçbir kucakta hiçbir bas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ve hiçbir elveda bugüne dek bu biçim söylenmedi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hiçbir aksam o aksam gibi kanarcasina batmadi o günes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ve hiçbir günes onlari bir daha bu biçim, bu biçim görmedi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hiçbir kadin dedim ya,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hiçbir erkegi ve hiçbir erkek hiçbir kadini. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bu biçim, bu biçim, sevmedi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4092551121167732624?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4092551121167732624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4092551121167732624' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4092551121167732624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4092551121167732624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/bu-bicim.html' title='bu bicim'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STaz8VAYWaI/AAAAAAAAANw/DaWcdEuNsU0/s72-c/user71302_pic5842_1209475696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6673371660361230738</id><published>2008-11-30T23:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:29:52.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cok sevmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendinden vazgecmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevdigim alintilar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guven'/><title type='text'>~alinti~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STN1nTEWUGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CIQkYOeES6g/s1600-h/147537202_bb3611b612_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274688906574844002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STN1nTEWUGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CIQkYOeES6g/s400/147537202_bb3611b612_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-canini yaktilar sevdigin insanlar, halbuki, sen onlara iyilik yapmaya calistin..hep boyledir bu hikaye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nasil boyle yasayabiliyorsun? hicbir seye inanmadan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-iyilik, guvenlik hep laftan ibaret bunlar. insanlar bunlara inanmak isterler, cunku yalniz kalmaktan korkarlar...ama hepimiz yalniziz bu hayatta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-bence sen inanmak istemiyorsun, cunku caninin acimasindan korkuyorsun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sevmek, o kadar çok sevmek ki kendini hiç düşünmemek, kendi&lt;br /&gt;isteklerini ikinci plana atmak, bir insanın yüzündeki tebessümü,&lt;br /&gt;mutluluğunu görebilmek için onun hayallerini gerçekleştirmesine yardımcı olmak, bu doğrultuda kendi hayallerini bir süreliğine ertelemek, fedakarlık yapmak, yardım etmek, kendinden sürekli bir şeyler vermek yoluyla karşımızdaki insanı mutlu etmeye çalışmak, bazen sözcükleri yutmak, cümleleri söylememek, kendimden vazgeçerim de senden vazgeçemem demek, kendini az, karşımızdaki insanı çok, hatta kendimizden daha çok düşünmek, desteklemek gerektiğinde uçması için kanat vermek, kimi zaman insanın çeşitli hayat dönemlerinde karşılaştığı bir şeydir kendinden vazgeçmek, karşımızdaki insanı mutlu görmek, bizi de mutlu eder diyerek kendimizden vazgeçeriz. her insan bunun değerini bilir mi? bilse bile hakkını verebilir mi? bilinmez... kendinizden vazgeçtiğiniz an yaptğınız en önemli seçimlerden biridir aslında. bir tercihtir, kişisel şeylerden vazgeçiştir. iki kişilik hatta tek kişiyi düşünebilmektir. (simon templar-eksi sozluk-kendinden vazgecmek)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6673371660361230738?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6673371660361230738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6673371660361230738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6673371660361230738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6673371660361230738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/alinti.html' title='~alinti~'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/STN1nTEWUGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CIQkYOeES6g/s72-c/147537202_bb3611b612_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1751048308081685503</id><published>2008-11-26T13:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:57:39.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gitme kucugum :('/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruya tabiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google sen bizim herseyimizsin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yunuslu yuzuk'/><title type='text'>ruya-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SS2XOMsnbHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NjcgZiWd698/s1600-h/RSC385%2520Ring%2520sm2_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273037008903040114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SS2XOMsnbHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NjcgZiWd698/s400/RSC385%2520Ring%2520sm2_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SS2XI5gHvoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJs4jR82ui4/s1600-h/R405_T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273036917851012738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SS2XI5gHvoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJs4jR82ui4/s400/R405_T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iki aksam once yine ayni ruyayi gordum...bu ruyayi en son 1 sene once falan gormustum sanirim. seku'yla bir alisveris merkezinde karsilasiyoruz ve elime bir kutu tutusturuyor. "senin icin ozel yaptirdim" diyor...kutuyu aciyorum icinden yunus balikli, pirlantali bir yuzuk cikiyor (oooeeehhh!)...yunuslara bayildigimi bilen sevdicek yuzugu cok begenicegimi dusundugunu falan soyluyor. "yaw diyorum yunuslara bayiliyorum da evlilik yuzugumu hic boyle hayal etmemistim" ben diyorum hafif hayal kirikligiyla..ama yine de takiyorum, ve gozume hos gorunuyo :))))))))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabah kalkar kalmaz ruya tabirine baktim google'dan :p yunus; mutlu, huzurlu ve uzun omurlu bir evlilige isaretmis..ee yuzuk de evlilik demekmis :p salak salak sevindirik oldum iii mi :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;benim vardir boyle ruyalarim..ust uste ayni ruyalari gorurum cogu zaman. bi arada hamile oldugumu ve oglum olucagini goruyordum. ruya-1: seku'yla doktora gidiyoruz ve doktor ultrasound'dan bakiyormus. biz heyecanla bekliyoruz ve doktor bize donup "Samet" geliyor diyor. "ya ne samet'i benim cocugumun adi Samet olmayacak ki" diyip sinirleniyorum. "olmaaazz Samet onun adi Sameeeett" diyor inatla... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aradan bir kac ay geciyor...ruya-2: kucagimda bir erkek cocugu var. beraber geziyoruz ama o kadar tatli ki...zeytin gibi simsiyah gozleriyle bana bakiyor, sariliyor sImsIkI. yuruyen merdivenlerde kucagimda o cikarken, bir silah sesi duyuyorum...sonra bembeyaz bir gokyuzu goruyorum. oldugumu hissediyorum, cunku yukseliyorum. ama kucagimda cocugum yok...yukselirken de diyorum ki "ogluma, samet'e simdi kim bakicak?"...yine uyuz bir sekilde uyandim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evet evet biyolojik saatim tik tik ilerliyor...evlilik, coluk cocuk ruyalari hayra alamet degil :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1751048308081685503?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1751048308081685503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1751048308081685503' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1751048308081685503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1751048308081685503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/ruya-2.html' title='ruya-2'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SS2XOMsnbHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NjcgZiWd698/s72-c/RSC385%2520Ring%2520sm2_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7840848894113640000</id><published>2008-11-24T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:31:13.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mutlu olmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayat beni neden yoruyosun?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruya'/><title type='text'>ruya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSsA3lcBO-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/KGlf0ZaDqmo/s1600-h/statementbywordsforsnowbl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272308743709735906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSsA3lcBO-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/KGlf0ZaDqmo/s400/statementbywordsforsnowbl7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSsAyftpdPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/SPd8iZeyi40/s1600-h/32557c2097227985be278c602d2367ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeeehhhh diye bagirasim var! aklimda o kadar cok soru isareti var ki! ve bazi seylerden artik o kadar bunaldim ki..."iyi" olmak istemiyorum artik, "mutlu" olmak istiyorum. benim icin cizilen o dar kaliptan cikip 222 gun sonraki "ruya"mi yasamak istiyorum.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEKU'ya ==&gt; per i nostri quattro anni insieme, per quella parte di te che mi mancae che non potrò mai avere, per tutte le volte che mi hai detto non posso, ma anche per quelle in cui mi hai detto ritornerò...sempre in attesa, posso chiamare la mia pazienza "amore" ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7840848894113640000?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7840848894113640000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7840848894113640000' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7840848894113640000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7840848894113640000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/ruya.html' title='ruya'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSsA3lcBO-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/KGlf0ZaDqmo/s72-c/statementbywordsforsnowbl7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8294137768830632305</id><published>2008-11-18T14:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:05:20.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promosyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ortaya karisIk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku kucukluk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy&apos;s girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ozlemek'/><title type='text'>degisim ruzgarlari vol.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSMeQ1o5w6I/AAAAAAAAALw/OuIo0s6oCg8/s1600-h/iku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270089263578989474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSMeQ1o5w6I/AAAAAAAAALw/OuIo0s6oCg8/s400/iku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bugun benim icin aslinda cok guzel bir gun(du)...ofise her zamanki gibi geciktim, gelir gelmez de oyle internette bir yandan oyun oynayip, bir yandan da gazeteleri okurken arkamda Insan Kaynaklari VP'sini gorunce zipladim resmen. "konusmamiz gerekiyor" dedi, tabii ben icimden "s.ctim, kovucaklar herhalde beni...bir de oyun oynarken gordu, rezillige bak" falan diye soyleniyorum. ust kata ciktik CFO'yla konusmamiz gerektigini soyledigi icin...ben icimden hala sayiyorum ama cikisimi vericekler diye. odada bir kac kisi daha vardi, karsilarina oturttular beni ama benim yuzum resmen alev alev yaniyor, gozlerimde hissediyorum atesi resmen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra basladilar konusmaya isletmeyi bitirdin, hukuk okuyacaksin, 2 senedir bizimlesin falan filan ve CFO bana donup contracts departmaninda calismak ister misin dedi...ben tabii hafif $ok hafif de $abanla$mis halimle isterriimmmm dedim boyle yayvan yayvan :p neyse sonuc itibariyleeee promosyon aldim :))))) 1 ay sonra yeni pozisyonumda ise basliycam ama baya bir yogunlarmis, boyle laylayloma pek vaktim olmayacak :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gorusmeden sonra apar topar sevdicegimi aradim tabii..ogle yemegini beraber yiyelim, konusmamiz gerekiyor dedim :) sevdicekle subway sandwichlerimiz esliginde promosyonumu kutladik :p sevdicek nerdeyse 2 haftadir feci hasta, zumukluu oldu zumukluuu :) neyse iste o icecegini aliyordu, ben masaya otururken...baktim buzlari dolduruyor.."koy sen buzlari koy" dedim kizarak...sasirdi kucugum :p hafif gulerek "biliyo musun annem bile bu kadar ilgilenmedi benimle, simdi sen boyle ilgilenince sasiriyorum, hic alisIk degilim boyle kazagini giyin, montunun onunu kapa, buzlu icme demelere" falan dedi...iyi bisey mi, kotu bisey mi karar veremedim :p ama gulumsuyordu demek ki iyi bisey :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonracumaaaa ofise geri donup babamlari aradim, olanlari falan anlattim, acayip sevindirik oldular tabii...bloglarda oyle gezinirken pireti'nin &lt;a href="http://www.prettyinblog.com/2008/11/var-git-turnam.html"&gt;surdaki&lt;/a&gt; yazisina denk geldim, kotu oldum :( pazar gunu de zaten sevdicek, annesi ve ben bi program izliyorduk, adam 7 yildir cocuklarini goremiyormus falan filan..neyse cocuklari geldi hepsi salya sumuk aglarken, eneee bi baktim ben de agliyorum...kactim resmen ortamdan rezil olmamak icin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o kadar degisik bir sey ki...pireti'nin hissettikleri tam da benim hissettigim seyler. 18 yasindan beri aileden uzakta yasiyorum, bazi zamanlar oluyor aklinizda gunluk kosusturmacalar oluyor ve unutuyorsunuz, sonra bazi zamanlar oluyor yaninda seni kosulsuz ve sinirsiz seven sicacik anne-baba kucagi ariyorsun. yazlari dogdugun ulkeye gittiginde ise bambaska seyler seni bekliyor...sanki sen yokken orda zaman durucakmis gibi geliyor ama olmuyor. her gittiginde farkli seyler goruyorsun..annen-baban daha bir yaslanmis geliyor gozune, kucukken kol kaslarini kontrol edip "sen beni hirsizlardan korursun diii mi babacigim" dedigin babanin kollarini zayiflamis gormek koyuyor once, sonra yillardir yasadigin evinde artik misafir gibi hissetmek...sanki orda hic yasamamissin gibi...kalbinin nereye ait oldugunu bilemiyorsun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hani kucukken sorduklari su abuk soru var ya "anneni mi, babani mi daha cok seviyorsun?"...iste o soru sana farkli bir versiyonda herkes tarafindan sorulmaya baslaniyor..."orayi mi daha cok seviyorsun, burayi mi?"...bu soruyu sorana kafa atma istegiyle gidip gelirken, anne baba da gozlerinin icine bakmaktadir, umutla "burasi" demeni beklemekte...sonra her seye ragmen babacik araya girip "kizim nerde mutluysa orda yasasin, ben de giderim o nerdeyse" der...minnet duyarsiniz o an...ve asla onlar gibi bir anne-baba olamaycaginizi bir kez daha anlarsiniz. koca bir yumru gelir bogaziniza, itersiniz gitmesi icin ama gitmez..tikar sizi, nefessiz birakir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hayaller de vardir ortada ustelik. sevdicek burdadir ve ortak bir hayat paylasilacaktir...o hayalleri kurarken akilda kalmaz hic arkada birakilanlar. sanki dunyada bir tek o ve sen varmissin gibi. anlam veremezsin anne-babanin sana bakarkenki huzunle karisik mutlulugunu. ama kolay degildir iste...cunku o imzayi atarken, "evet" derken koca bir omru arkada birakicaksindir. onceliklerin degisicek, yakinlarin biraz uzak, uzaktakiler biraz daha yakin olucaktir. yine de guzeldir iste...o kucuk kiz buyumustur, kendi kanatlariyla ucmaya baslamistir ve hayatini beraber gecirmek istedigi o harika insani bulmustur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;her ne kadar nufus kagidim bana "kazik" kadar oldugumu resmen gosterse de, ben hala babasina asik, annesini kiskanan o kucuk kizim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: resimdeki benim bu arada :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8294137768830632305?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8294137768830632305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8294137768830632305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8294137768830632305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8294137768830632305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/degisim-ruzgarlari-vol2.html' title='degisim ruzgarlari vol.2'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSMeQ1o5w6I/AAAAAAAAALw/OuIo0s6oCg8/s72-c/iku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3305518973993050705</id><published>2008-11-17T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:17:03.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anil aydin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultraslan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dayan koca adam'/><title type='text'>Anil'i kaybettik...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSFuomMHaDI/AAAAAAAAALo/yM1ciIVYULg/s1600-h/6824410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269614682725378098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSFuomMHaDI/AAAAAAAAALo/yM1ciIVYULg/s400/6824410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daha once blogum'da yazmis oldugum Anil Aydin'i ne yazik ki kaybettik...Losemiyle mucadelesinde bulunan ilik herkesi sevindirmis ve koca adamin dayanacagina en guzel isaret olmustu...Ancak Anil yakalandigi zaturre'yle aramizdan ayrildi. Ailesinin ve yanindan hic ayrilmayan, onu destekleyen sevdiceginin, ve tum UA camiasinin basi sagolsun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoscakal Koca Adam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3305518973993050705?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3305518973993050705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3305518973993050705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3305518973993050705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3305518973993050705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/anili-kaybettik.html' title='Anil&apos;i kaybettik...'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SSFuomMHaDI/AAAAAAAAALo/yM1ciIVYULg/s72-c/6824410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2335814308942788184</id><published>2008-11-14T08:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:30:21.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i Love my blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mim manyagi'/><title type='text'>mim reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SR19NpjPRwI/AAAAAAAAALg/xW5PKt9-87M/s1600-h/zulaphaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268504812538775298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 498px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SR19NpjPRwI/AAAAAAAAALg/xW5PKt9-87M/s400/zulaphaaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ufuruktenprenses.blogspot.com/"&gt;ufuruk&lt;/a&gt;'um beni mimlemis! bakti yazilari iyicene salmaya basladim, "su iku manyagina bir mim gondereyim de gorsun gununu" falan dedi herhalde :p neyse efendummm geleluumm konumuza :) "blogunuzun nesini seviyorsunuz?" demis ufurukum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oncelikle adini seviyorum :p bu isim nerden geldi diye de bi Allah'in kulu sormadi, niye sormuyonuuaaaggzzz, yoksa yoksa siz benimle ilgilenmionuzzzz muuaaahhh? neyse bi gun anlatirim bu zulapha kapha'nin nerden geldigini (aha bunu da ayri bi post olarak yazayim da ben, post sayim artsin eheueheuehee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonraccimaaaa "Seku Hayatimda" kismini seviyorum..istiyorum ki orda yazan yillar, aylar, gunler'in sayisi hizlica artsin :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blog theme'mi seviyooomm...bole kuslu bocuklu, cicekli, pespemppppee :) hatta Piltik bana bu yuzden uyuz olsa da :p once kim kaparsa onundur theme :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ondan sonnaaa icimi dokmeyi seviyorum bole..blog hayatina basladigimdan beri gunde 83473873 aradigim seku'yu "eheueheuehue az once ne oldu bilio musuaaann" bunaltmalarim da bir dusus oldu..evet uzerinde calisiyorum hala bu konunun :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iku Takip bolumune bitiyorum. istiyorum ki surekli ama surekli bisiler yazilsin, ben de ofiste pineklerken, msn'den bikmisken, youtube baymisken, gireyim okuyayim ole satir satir :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vee en son olarak ufuruk sayesinde baslayan (daha once baslamisti aslinda ama o blookkkumm halka acik deuull :p ) blog manyakliginin beni bi suru guzel, bicir bicir (bu ne la bole) insanlarla tanistirmasini seviyorum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mimi'de &lt;a href="http://piltikim.blogspot.com/"&gt;piltik&lt;/a&gt;'e sutladim gitti :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2335814308942788184?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2335814308942788184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2335814308942788184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2335814308942788184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2335814308942788184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/mim-reloaded.html' title='mim reloaded'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SR19NpjPRwI/AAAAAAAAALg/xW5PKt9-87M/s72-c/zulaphaaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2066556350764090603</id><published>2008-11-13T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:14:12.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='togan gokbakar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisa film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can sIkIntIsI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sahan gokbakar'/><title type='text'>bugra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRyKjk0ob_I/AAAAAAAAALY/UWeaKgIDzpc/s1600-h/pdvd0210yq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRyKjk0ob_I/AAAAAAAAALY/UWeaKgIDzpc/s400/pdvd0210yq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268238007901122546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canim sIkILIyor, kafama taktigim 2-3 mesele yuzunden..ruyalarima daha dogrusu kabuslarima giriyor artik. bunun disinda Issiz Adam'i ve vizyona girmis tum Turk filmlerini izlemek istiyorum ama dvd'leri beklemekten baska sansim yok..o da sanirim bi kac ay surer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube'da oyle fragmanlari izlerken Sahan ve Togar (Sahan'in kardesi)'in kisa filmine rastladim: "Bugra". izleyeniniz var mi bilmiyorum ama benim gozlerim doldu sonunda...hani hep yaptigimiz secimlerin yerine, baska seceneklerimiz olsaydi hayatimizin nasil olacagini merak ederiz ya, hani hep kaybedilen seylerin aslinda hayatimizda nasil izler biraktigini yitirdigimizde anlariz ya, ve "keske"leri hic sevmedigimiz halde sIk sIk icimizden geciririz ya..tam da boyle bir kisa film. iste buraya video'sunu da koyuyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CM4A120YKxA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CM4A120YKxA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2066556350764090603?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2066556350764090603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2066556350764090603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2066556350764090603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2066556350764090603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/bugra.html' title='bugra'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRyKjk0ob_I/AAAAAAAAALY/UWeaKgIDzpc/s72-c/pdvd0210yq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6805300775579742966</id><published>2008-11-09T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:31:22.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ATATURK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 kasim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atam sen rahat uyu diyemiyorum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampul kafalilar sarmis 4 bir yanimizi'/><title type='text'>Mustafa Kemal ATATURK'u anlamak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SReOOUIXYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DbXRHwSZdpA/s1600-h/Ataturk-23-4-1929-celebrations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266834665806193234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SReOOUIXYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DbXRHwSZdpA/s400/Ataturk-23-4-1929-celebrations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SİZ BENİ HÂLÂ ANLAMADINIZ!&lt;br /&gt;VE ANLAYAMAYACAKSINIZ ÇAGLARCA DA.&lt;br /&gt;HEP TUTTURMUŞ : "YIL 1919 MAYIS'IN 19'U" DİYORSUNUZ,&lt;br /&gt;VE ESKİMİŞ SÖZLERLE BENİ ÖVÜYOR, ÖVÜYORSUNUZ.&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK BU DEĞİL,&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRAKIN O ALTIN YAPRAĞI ARTIK,&lt;br /&gt;BIRAKIN RAHAT ETSİN ANILARDA ŞEHİTLER.&lt;br /&gt;SİZ BANA, NELER YAPTINIZ ONDAN HABER VERİN,&lt;br /&gt;HAKKINDAN GELEBİLDİNİZ Mİ YOKLUĞUN, SEFALETİN?&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK YERİNDE SAYMAK DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANA BULUŞLAR GETİRİN BİR DAHA,&lt;br /&gt;UYGAR ULUSLARA EŞİT YENİ BULUŞLARDAN,&lt;br /&gt;KURU SÖZ DEĞİL, İŞ İSTİYORUM SİZDEN, ANLADINIZ MI?&lt;br /&gt;UZAYA TÜRK ADINI ATATÜRK KAPSULÜYLE YAZDINIZ MI?&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK AVUNMAK DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HÂLÂ O ACIKLI AĞITLAR DUDAKLARINIZDA,&lt;br /&gt;HÂLÂ OTURMUŞ 10 KASIM'LARDA BANA AĞLIYORSUNUZ,&lt;br /&gt;UYANIN ARTIK DİYORUM UYANIN, UYANIN,&lt;br /&gt;ULUSLAR, FETHİNE ÇIKIYOR UZAK DÜNYALARIN,&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK GÖZ BOYAMAK DEĞİL,&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENİ SEVİYORSANIZ VE EĞER ANLIYORSANIZ,&lt;br /&gt;LABORATUARLARDA SABAHLAYIN KAHVELERDE DEĞİL.&lt;br /&gt;BİLİM AĞARTSIN SAÇLARINIZI, KİTAPLAR.&lt;br /&gt;ANCAK BÖYLE AYDINLANIR O SONSUZ KARANLIKLAR&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK AĞLAMAK DEĞİL,&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMOKRASİYİ GETİRMİŞTİM SİZE, ÖZGÜRLÜĞÜ...&lt;br /&gt;GÖRUYORUM Kİ HÂLÂ AYNI YERDESİNİZ, HİC İLERLEMEMİŞ,&lt;br /&gt;BİRBİRİNİZE DÜŞMÜŞSÜNÜZ HALKA EĞİLMEK DURURKEN,&lt;br /&gt;HANİ KÖYLERDE IŞIK, HANİ BOLLUK, HANİ KAYGISIZ GÜLEN!&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK İŞİTMEK DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARAYI KAPATMANIZI İSTİYORUM UYGAR ULUSLARLA;&lt;br /&gt;BİLİME, SANATA VARILMAZ REZİL DALKAVUKLARLA,&lt;br /&gt;BU VATAN, BU CANIM VATAN SİZDEN ÇALIŞMAK İSTER,&lt;br /&gt;PAYDOS ÖVÜNMEYE, PAYDOS AVUNMAYA, YETER; YETER!&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL'İ ANLAMAK ALDATMAK DEĞİL.&lt;br /&gt;MUSTAFA KEMAL ÜLKÜSÜ SADECE SÖZ DEĞİL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6805300775579742966?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6805300775579742966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6805300775579742966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6805300775579742966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6805300775579742966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/mustafa-kemal-ataturku-anlamak.html' title='Mustafa Kemal ATATURK&apos;u anlamak...'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SReOOUIXYlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DbXRHwSZdpA/s72-c/Ataturk-23-4-1929-celebrations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8748316122703017070</id><published>2008-11-09T14:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:22:15.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='götcek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temiz federasyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o fifa kokartini yesinler senin'/><title type='text'>GöTCEK Faciasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRc4SiNyYLI/AAAAAAAAALI/IzjuFuc6OCQ/s1600-h/gs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266740180306518194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRc4SiNyYLI/AAAAAAAAALI/IzjuFuc6OCQ/s400/gs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hakemlerin formasinin Turkuaz olmasi ne sasirtici degil mi???? febe'nin forma rengiyle ayni, karistiriyorum hangisi hakem hangisi febe futbolcusu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;verilmeyen kirmizi kartlar ($a$i Selçük'ün inanilmaz tekmeleri). Ey Gotcek efendi Karan'in havada topa giderken hem de jole Volkan'in 1 metre uzaginda arkadan itilmesi hem de ceza sahasinin icinde bilmiyorum duydun mu hic 10 kusurlu hareket diye bir sey???!!! o kokarti sen formana degil, tipa olarak baska bi tarafina takmalisin cunku bu aksam yedigin kufurlerden anca korur seni! Gotcek tarihine bakarsak zaten GALATASARAY'in hicbir mac kazanmadigini acikca gormemize ragmen, burdan Sn. ADNAN POLAT efendiye tebriklerimi sunuyorum nasil tepki gostermedigi icin..febe hakem atamalarinda her istedigini yapiyor da, bizimkiler niye uyuyor?? hii dogru ya Azizsilin federasyona da iyi geliyor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARTIK TEMIZ FEDERASYON!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8748316122703017070?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8748316122703017070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8748316122703017070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8748316122703017070'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-9101951013236707178</id><published>2008-11-08T13:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:02:38.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gozleri siyah adam o kadar mukemmelsin ki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ask mesk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben onu ruhumla severim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalp durur akil unutur'/><title type='text'>ben onu ne kalbimle ne de aklimla severim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRXhJqrw3WI/AAAAAAAAALA/d_arsJCGPyc/s1600-h/gozler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266362895472581986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRXhJqrw3WI/AAAAAAAAALA/d_arsJCGPyc/s400/gozler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRXhCURrN2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/UtrcLbS4-b8/s1600-h/askimin+gozleri.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiskanclik cok tehlikeli bir zehir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allah biliyor ya benim damarlarimda da dolasiyor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atmak istiyorum atamiyorum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;askin oldugu her yerde kiskanclik da var&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isteseniz de, istemeseniz de&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiskanclik sizi bir ele gecirdi mi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hayat zor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben seku'yu hicbir zaman kiskanmak istemiyorum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ama onu o kadar cok seviyorum ki beceremiyorum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kafam sorularla doluyor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seviyor mu, sevmiyor mu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;su anda beni mi dusunuyor yoksa sIkILdI mI &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bir gun benim askim yerine gececek bir sey bulucak mi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben boyle sapittigim zamanlar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sekunun gozlerine bakarim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parlak gece gibi siyah gozlerine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;icimde ne korku kalir ne suphe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o an orada teslim edesim gelir tum hayatimi o gozlerine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soylerim, anlayamaz "abartiyorsun" der...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susarim, huzuru bulurum sonra kollarinda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mutlu olurum cok mutlu olurum onun gozlerine baktikca...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ben onu ne kalbimle ne de aklimla severim, olur ya kalp durur akil unutur..ben onu ruhumla severim, ne durur ne de unutur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-9101951013236707178?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9101951013236707178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=9101951013236707178' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/9101951013236707178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/9101951013236707178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/ben-onu-ne-kalbimle-ne-de-aklimla.html' title='ben onu ne kalbimle ne de aklimla severim'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRXhJqrw3WI/AAAAAAAAALA/d_arsJCGPyc/s72-c/gozler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4888030974587298933</id><published>2008-11-07T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:10:22.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='googlefight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GALATASARAY'/><title type='text'>GALATASARAY-febe derbi sonucu</title><content type='html'>maci izlemeye gerek kalmadi :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.googlefight.com/index.php?lang=en_GB&amp;amp;word1=galatasaray&amp;amp;word2=fenerbahce"&gt;http://www.googlefight.com/index.php?lang=en_GB&amp;amp;word1=galatasaray&amp;amp;word2=fenerbahce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pazar gunu ders calismak yok, "sampiyonluk ruhumuzda var" tshirtumu giyip mac izliycem :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-2402665960228727189</id><published>2008-11-06T14:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:34:21.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seku balim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yine yeniden asik olmak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buyumus benim kucugum'/><title type='text'>kucugumle ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRNUoml9QbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HOszoXvu5wA/s1600-h/evlilik.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265645445857493426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRNUoml9QbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HOszoXvu5wA/s400/evlilik.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gecen hafta sevgilimle halloween kutlamalarina katilalim dedik ama trafik manyak olunca yemek yiyip eve geri donmeye karar verdik. arabadayken konusuyorduk arkadaslardan (dedikodu yapiyoduk kisacasi :p ) falan, ikimiz de degistigimize karar verdik. o kadar uzun zamandir beraberiz ki evli gibiyiz aslinda bir bakima. oyle olunca da bazi muhabbetler artik sIkmaya basliyor. etrafimizdaki hicbir arkadasimizin iliskisi yok, oyle olunca da bunye gezip, dolasmak, bulabildigi butun ciceklere konmak istiyor :) bu tarz seylerden ikimiz de artik biktigimiz icin bu sefer arkadaslarla konusacak ortak nokta da kalmiyor. bir de ne sevdicegin ne de benim yalniz gece arkadaslarla disari cikmaya gonlu razi gelmiyor. acikcasi ben sevdicegi evde birakip "hadi yavruss ben disari cikiyorum, sabaha karsi gelirim" desem sevdicek "gittigin yerde kal, geri gelmesen de olur yavruss" der :)))) ya da o arkadaslariyla gitse gece disari "ahahahahah abi nasil kari, dur arkasina yapisiyim dans ederken eheueheueheu" diyen arkadaslari arasinda ne o eglenebilecek ne de ben yenmemis tirnak birakicam elimde :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iste boyle konusurken sevdicekle anaaa bi baktim soyle suratini falan inceledim...yine asik oldum ben bu bebeye..valla oyle boyle degil. buyumus benim kucugum :) yani aslinda hep boyle bir sorumluluk sahibi biriydi ama garip bir olgunluk oturmus sanki ustune. sonra oturduk evimiz hakkinda falan konustuk, dekor mekor, kariyer muhabbeti falan derken seku balim'a hayran kaldim ben yine ya :) zaman gectikce ne kadar boyle "biz" olmusuz farkinda olmadan anlayamiyorum. aramizda bir imza olmus olmamis su an icin hicbir sey farketmiyor benim icin, cunku ona bakinca "omrumu adayacagim esim"i goruyorum karsimda...cok romantik oldum di mi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seviyorum isteeee var mi diyeceginnnnn??!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-2402665960228727189?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2402665960228727189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=2402665960228727189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2402665960228727189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/2402665960228727189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/kucugumle-ben.html' title='kucugumle ben'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRNUoml9QbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HOszoXvu5wA/s72-c/evlilik.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3867778874258310374</id><published>2008-11-05T08:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:18:02.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we believe in change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>we believe in change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRGcgwqtRPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TozlxnFu3vg/s1600-h/a_washington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265161526006596850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRGcgwqtRPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TozlxnFu3vg/s400/a_washington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265161317324588530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SRGcUnRChfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/M2TmI3qHNWg/s400/21716856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amerika ilk African-American baskanini secti dun gece :) Mutluyum, mutlusun, mutlu!!! :) bu arada DC'deki oy oranini yazmadan edemeyecegim %93 :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3867778874258310374?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3867778874258310374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3867778874258310374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3867778874258310374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ders calisma ve kilo alma korelasyonu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saftorik iku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gel gel sarisinim gel'/><title type='text'>legally blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQ9UliqV5BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GTNx10wRVPU/s1600-h/legally-blonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264519493355693074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQ9UliqV5BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GTNx10wRVPU/s400/legally-blonde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ne zaman kendimi ders calismaya versem kilo alma canlarim cangir mangir caliyor. bir yandan soru cozuyorum, bir yandan tikiniyorum..dun uyumadan su sorulari bitireyim dedim iki mocha ictim, bir red bull bana misin demedi bunye yaaa..12'de teslim oldum yorgun savasci gibi. bu kadar kafeini fil icse 3 gun uykusuz kalirdi. dun sevdicegin yanina gittim zorla beni tartiya cikarmaya calisti..evin icinde bas bas bagirdim cikmamak icin, en son kendimi balkona attim o derece yani :p sevdicek asagi kata inerken, ben de bi tartilayim o gormeden dedim ama nerdeeee sevgilinin kucuk kardesi beni tartilirken yakaladi...bi de uzerine rakamlari da yanlis gorunce rezil oldum...direk abisine yetistirdi tabii zipircik :) tabii sonunda sevdicek kilomu ogrenmis oldu ahanda buraya da yaziyorum 63.3 kiloyum rahatladiniz mi :) 58 kilo oluncaya kadar da bana huzur yok! aslinda sisko diilim, kemiklerim iri benim ahahahahahhaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu aralar zaten sevgilinin diline dusmusum iyicene, sarisin sarisin deyip dalga geciyor, bir de kilomu da ogrendi uzerine super oldu yani. bazen harbiden saftirikligim tutuyor. cuma aksami disari cikmisiz, bir seyler yiyelim falan dedik. ilerdeki evimizin dekorundan falan bahsediyorduk, bir anda o pis pis siritmaya basladi, "aklima cok parlak bir fikir geldi" dedi, sonra da "ampulu goruyor musun" dedi..ben de basimi tavana dogru kaldirip ampullere bakiyorum restauranttaki..."hii evet ne olmus?" dedim, krize girdi sevdicek oralarda...hani aklina fikir gelmis ya, kafasinin uzerindeki hayali ampulden (!) bahsediyormus...ne bileyim ben yaaaa!!! dekorasyondan bahsedince ben de aptallastim oyle. bir de uzerine "bak birine soylersen minciklarim seni hiiaaaa" falan diye de tehdit ettim. ne yazik ki bazen boyle aptallasiyorum :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gecen yaz tr'ye geldigimde sevdicege hediye olarak bjk formasi alicam ama yeni sezon formalari cikmis mi cikicak mi belli degil. neyse ben kartal yuvasini arayip sorayim dedim. aynen aktariyorum:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iku: merhaba yeni sezon formalar cikti mi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talihsiz kadin: evet dun satisa cikardik, ama tukenmek uzere. sizin icin ayirtmamizi ister misiniz?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iku: seyy evet de hangi renkler var?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talihsiz kadin: nasi yani? hafif bir afallama ardindan gulme sesi yani siyah ve beyaz var...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iku: hii evet dogru..neyse siz ayirmayin ben sonra bir ara gelir alirim deyip kapadim kadinin suratina...bu rezilligin uzerine gider alir miyim ben ordan, hem de ayirtip..peehhhh... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben bu safligin (!) uzerine avukat olucam bir de insallah :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3339523302678200724?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3339523302678200724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3339523302678200724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3339523302678200724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3339523302678200724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/legally-blonde.html' title='legally blonde'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQoaMtNnD0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/fnfLahmFjl0/s1600-h/okuzvetren.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sali gunu oturdum bir guzel program yaptim kendime ve gunde 200 tane soru cozersem skorumu yukseltebilirim..nasi ama :p 1 ay boyunca sosyal hayat sifirlanicak diyorum ama olamiyor :) dun 29 ekim dolayisiyla konsolosluktaki resepsiyona gittim bir arkadasin daveti uzerine. eski tanidiklari gordum tabii hemen basladi h.sonu ne yapiyorsun, takilalim, ya senin tel kacti falan :) onlar da GRE icin kastiriyolar ama hepimiz ayri bi laylaylomuz, Allah sonumuzu hayir etsin :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben disardan hafif uyuz gorunsem de, ilk bulusmadan sonra acayip sicak kanli olurum :) bir de bi huyum var ki evlere senlik..mesela disarida oturucam tek basima ya da arkadaslarla farketmez, cocugun biri beni kesicek ve gelicek masama, aninda gozumden dusuyor. yani benim birileriyle tanismam icin mutlaka ortak bir arkadas falan olmasi lazim, ya da ne bileyim ayni dersi aliriz, ayni ortamda oluruz falan filan..ama yani beni tanimadan bodoslama yavsayan tiplerin omru sadece 2 dakika suruyor. hos gerci ben artik bu tanisma muhabbetlerini diger arkadaslara devrettim 3,5 sene once :)))) simdi konuya nerden geldin dersen dun geceki konsolosluk resepsiyonundan :) kiz kiza konusuyoruz, okuz gibi kesmenin alemi nedir onu anlamiyorum? aramizda bir okuz tren iliskisi surup gidiyor. kafami ceviriyorum, baska yerlere bakiyorum ama karsinizdaki gozlerini uzerinizden cekmeyince otomatikman "eehhhh beeee" diyesin geliyor...yani benim geliyor :p o grubu oyle atlattik, sonra icki almaya gidiyoruz hafif bir kuyruk olusmus, "siz sirada beklemeyin, ne icersiniz?" muhabbeti.."sanane kardesim ne icersem icerim hallaaa haallaaa"...bunun daha beteri de var tabii :) 70 yasinda bir adamcagizla tanistik, adamin saclari simsiyahti ve hic boyatmamis :) neyse iste amcam diyo "sakin evlenmeyin, bak ben evlenmedim saclarim simsiyah, dert yok tasa yok" hiii falan diyoruz artik muhabbet bitse de gitsek havalarinda...sonra bir arkadasla sivistik biz :p resepsiyonda oturuyoruz oyle, dedikodu falan derken :p adam yegenlerini de aldi geldi yanimiza...soyle durun sizin resminizi cekeyim diyor, yegenler bir yandan benim adim su bu, su isi yapiyorum. biz daha agzimizi acmadik dinliyoruz oyle saskinlikla. fotograf da neyin nesi, duyan da unluyuz falan sanir, "abi bir imzali fotograf" falan hesabi. dumurlardan dumurlara suruklendim yani dun aksam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevdicek zaten hafif mirin kirin etti ben gitmeden once, ben de eglenirim arkadaslarla mantigiyla yola cikmistim ama umdugum gibi olmadi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o degil de donup bir daha okudum da bu yaziyi, amma kendimi begenmisim ben yaa :p dipcik gibiyim maaeesallahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erkeklere not 1: butun kadinlar etrafini kesmeyen, cool takilan erkekleri begenir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;erkeklere not 2: parmaginda yuzuk olan kadinlar ya nisanlidir ya da evli, insanlari cileden cikartmayin kardesimmmm!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1907885406630863854?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1907885406630863854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1907885406630863854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1907885406630863854'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-5118270416853731395</id><published>2008-10-28T15:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:37:08.813-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biktim hulleeyynn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biri beni kurtarsin'/><title type='text'>LSAT reloaded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQd3eTsSQUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GjjDXFYoR6c/s1600-h/lsat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306052171514178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQd3eTsSQUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GjjDXFYoR6c/s400/lsat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lsat score'um geldi ve tam bir hayal kirikligi! son sansim Aralik...Aralik'da bekledigim score'u alamazsam mictigimin resmidir. gunlerdir kisa kisa konusup trip atan babacigim da, bugun bol bol nasihat verdi. kissadan hisse: "ya hukuga gir, ya da gir" tabii daha sevecenlikle (!) soyledi bunlari. ailede tek konusulan konu artik sadece bu. "ee naptin calistin mi?", "bugun kac soru cozdun?", "kursa yeniden mi gitsen acaba?". bagiricam artik "IS-TE-MI-YO-RUMMMM!!!! diye... score'um biraz iyi olursa elimdeki saglam tavsiye mektuplariyla rahat rahat giricem ama su kahrolasi lsat'i cikaranlara bol bol sayiyorum buradan. yani tabii bi sinav olsun da, kitapcigi acar acmaz "al sana kolum girsin nihohohohoha" esliginde bagiran sorular olmasinnngggg istiyorummm :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guzel biseyler yazicaktim ama biraz once ablamla yine lsat konusu acilinca daha fazla yazasim gelmedi. ben kusmaya gidiyorum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-5118270416853731395?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5118270416853731395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=5118270416853731395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5118270416853731395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/5118270416853731395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/lsat-reloaded.html' title='LSAT reloaded!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQd3eTsSQUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GjjDXFYoR6c/s72-c/lsat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6484237241258569692</id><published>2008-10-24T20:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:03:34.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erisim engellendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yassah bacim giremen'/><title type='text'>yassah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQJwI_hN6cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xfvbwf_lqs/s1600-h/blogger+erisim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260890614514182594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQJwI_hN6cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xfvbwf_lqs/s320/blogger+erisim.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;youtube gibi simdi de blogger yasaklandi. neden????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teknoloji hukugunu ulkemize getirip yasalar koyup, bir seyleri gozetim altina almaktansa, toptan kaldirmak daha kolayina geliyor "bazilarinin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogger ne alaka onu anlayamadim?! yasadisi isler mi yurutuluyor, ulkeyi bolucu nitelikte propaganda mi yapiliyor, hayali ticaret ya da fuhus pazari mi donuyor bu bloglarda? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayrimciliga, soykirima ugradik gibi g.tten uydurma konusmalar yapip, pkk'yi destekleyen, maddi ve hukuksal her turlu yardimda bulunan insanciklari bir takim mercilerden ayiklayip gerekli cezayi vereceklerine, turkiye'nin her yerinde adeta kurban verdigimiz ve ne yazik ki verecegimiz sehitleri dusunup engelleyeceklerine, aclik sinirinda gezinen vatandaslarimiza is ve as saglamak icin kararlar alacaklarina ve daha sayamayacagim bir suru ivir zivir icin "ampul"leri yakip "adalet ve kalkinma" saglayacaklarina, blogger'i yasaklasinlar, youtube'u yasaklasinlar...nereye kadar??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6484237241258569692?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6484237241258569692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6484237241258569692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6484237241258569692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6484237241258569692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/yassah.html' title='yassah'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQJwI_hN6cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xfvbwf_lqs/s72-c/blogger+erisim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-7470060234717137829</id><published>2008-10-23T21:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:04:59.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi acaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kacan kovalanir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kopek etmek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalpsiz adam'/><title type='text'>kalpsiz adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQEtIfwPIII/AAAAAAAAAIk/3SlVRqWsviw/s1600-h/5758936_srk439014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260535463731470466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQEtIfwPIII/AAAAAAAAAIk/3SlVRqWsviw/s320/5758936_srk439014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aksam aksam oturmus youtube'dan yeni cikan dizilere bakiyordum. "kalpsiz adam"i yilmaz erdogan'in yazdigini okudum bi yerlerden ve senaryoya bakayim dedim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;esas oglan disarida sevgilisi ve annesiyle yemek yemektedir. cicekci bir kiz yanlarina yanasip, ciceklerini satmak ister ve kovulur. kovulduktan sonra ortami yumusatmaya calisan anne, esas oglandan ayari alir. ahanda konusma:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;esas oglan: kadinlarla cicekler arasinda bir iliski yoktur. kadinlarla erkekler arasinda bir iliski vardir. cicekse bu iliskinin sus payidir. kadinlar neden gucsuzdur biliyor musun? erkeklerin kendilerine deger verdiklerini bilmek isterler. kendilerini bu degere muhtac sanirlar. hatta deger verildiklerine kendilerini inandirmak icin cicege bile razi olurlar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sevgilisi: yani ben gucsuz ve degersizim oyle mi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;esas oglan: cicege muhtacsin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;allahim bu nasil bir diyalogdur! kadinin zaten cicek almasina gerek yok adam basli basina bir kaktus, basli basina bir devetabani hatta ve hatta tam bir freud'luk! aksam aksam dellendim ya, bunun gibi okuzleri dinleyen bazi sevgili turk erkekleri de "ulaanng adam dogru soyluyonngg, ne cicegi ne sevgi gosterisi, mal miyim leeaann benn!" diye honkuruyor. garip bir ask kovalamacasina girmisiz. karsimizdaki sevdicek mi, dusman mi belli degil. sadece erkek degil, bayanlar da boyle..10 adimda erkekleri kendine kopek etme yollari makalelerini okurken buluyoruz kendimizi. yani nedir kardesim bu kopek etme olayi.??! kendimize guven olayinda eksilere inmisiz, aman ben aramayayim o arasin, aman ben kacayim o kovalasin, omur mu gecer boyle ya...sonra da "beni terkettiiiaa, ama gorur o gununu pesimden surunuuccceekkhh uuhuuhuhuhhu" azicik relaxxxx, su dunyada sevgiyi de kucuk hesaplarla yasayacaksak, azotlu solunum hepimiz icin daha saglikli :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu yazimizi da bob marley'in muthis lyricleriyle kapatiyoruz efendimmm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't worry about a thing,'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: yeni ku$umuz oldu bu arada :) ve adini Marley koyduk, yakinda resimlerini koyucam buraya :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-7470060234717137829?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7470060234717137829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=7470060234717137829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7470060234717137829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/7470060234717137829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/kalpsiz-adam.html' title='kalpsiz adam'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SQEtIfwPIII/AAAAAAAAAIk/3SlVRqWsviw/s72-c/5758936_srk439014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1539936210187230550</id><published>2008-10-22T10:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:33:37.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and the winner isssss'/><title type='text'>kisa..kisa...oduller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SP83ZrHZ7NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o9qBLnqPUBw/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983804002069714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SP83ZrHZ7NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o9qBLnqPUBw/s320/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ufuruktenprenses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ufurukten prenses&lt;/a&gt;'cigim beni uluslararasi dostluk odulune layik gormus efendim..pek bir onurlandim, pek bir simardim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;veeee siradaki oduller kimlere gidiyorrrrr??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jojikmoda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jojik&lt;/a&gt;'ime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prettyinblog.com/"&gt;Pireti&lt;/a&gt;'me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://osuruktanteyyaree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Osuruktan Teyyare&lt;/a&gt;'me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salincaktaikikisi.com/"&gt;Banu&lt;/a&gt;'cugume gelsin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$ak-$ak-$ak (alkis efekti :p )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1539936210187230550?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1539936210187230550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1539936210187230550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1539936210187230550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1539936210187230550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/kisakisaoduller.html' title='kisa..kisa...oduller'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SP83ZrHZ7NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o9qBLnqPUBw/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-179947969149655272</id><published>2008-10-20T11:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:56:25.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baby is gone'/><title type='text'>my baby is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPyqIUcQUyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/e6P3vZ-AtZ0/s1600-h/2428556962_e670c9dbcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265524764791586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPyqIUcQUyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/e6P3vZ-AtZ0/s320/2428556962_e670c9dbcd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabah 7 bucukta sevdicegin telefonuyla uyandim, kusumuzun oldugunu soyledi :((((((( sevdicege o kadar asikti ki kusumuz, kafesinden ciktigi gibi saatlerce ayrilmazdi kolundan, ensesinden. dune kadar hersey cok iyiydi, yeni oyuncak goturmustum, heyecandan hangisiyle oynayacagini sasirmisti :( aksama dogru sevdicegin boynunda uyuyakalmisti. cok yorgun galiba falan diye dusunduk, sabaha karsi kafesinden garip garip sesler geliyormus. sevdicekte yaramazlik yapiyor herhalde deyip uyumaya devam etmis. sesler artmaya baslayinca da sevdicek uyanmis tabii. kafesin dibinde nefes alamadigi icin kendini surukluyormus :(((((((( sevdicek eline almis, ne yapacagini sasiraraktan, elini opmus bir kac kere ve vedalasip gitmis :((((((((((((((((( sabahtan beri gozler sis sis oturuyorum ofiste. kustan cok bebek gibiydi bizim icin, kafasini oksatir, opucukler verirdi. ortalama 20 yillik omurleri oldugu icin, cocuklarimiz da onunla beraber buyuyecekti :(((((((((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cok kotuyum daha fazla yazamiycam :((((((((((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-179947969149655272?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/179947969149655272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=179947969149655272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/179947969149655272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/179947969149655272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-baby-is-gone.html' title='my baby is gone'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPyqIUcQUyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/e6P3vZ-AtZ0/s72-c/2428556962_e670c9dbcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-4555862416676795314</id><published>2008-10-18T22:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:45:13.224-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iku dervis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving money 101'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben ne anlarim ekonomiden'/><title type='text'>o mimi mimi karameli sepeti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPqeH3Hh57I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lHlkGJ-BgLs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258689372800280498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPqeH3Hh57I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lHlkGJ-BgLs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pespembecik &lt;a href="http://www.prettyinblog.com/"&gt;Pireti&lt;/a&gt;'cim beni mimlemis efendim, buyrun cevaplayalim :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kriz geldi mi, gitti mi, daha da derinleşir mi, dalgalanır da mı durulur süpürürde mi uçurur diye konuşup dursun çok bilir ekonomistlerimiz, biz krize şerbetli coğrafyanın cambaz çalışan/işsiz insanları gelin bakalım kriz anında neyi ne kadar da kısabiliriz?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;valla sirf ekonomide kriz olsa iyi benim bu aralar hayatim toptan kriz, toptan belirsizlik..bindik bir alamete gidiyoruz kiyamete :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simdi nelerden kisabiliriz..hmm mesela sevgiliyi az arayarak telefon faturalariyla her ay bogusmayabiliriz :) hatta sevgili bundan bir hayli memnun olur :p (bkz: ilgi manyagi iku) :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;abd'de evde yemek yapmak daha pahaliya patladigindan (yalniz yasiyorsaniz), sabah ogle aksam cin yemegine devam :) en ucuz, en lezzetli, en cok porsiyonu butun kose basi cin restaurantlarindan bulabilirsiniz :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arabayi birakip, pasa pasa otobuslerin yolunu tutun diyecegim de bulundugum bolge de otobus, metro olayi tr'deki gibi her 5 dakikada bir ya da her istikamete dogru degil efendim. onun yerine cekin altiniza bir motosiklet yazin ohhhh misss gibi :), kisin da en ufak motorundan bir araba sizi fazlasiyla paklar :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra cumaaaa size "ayhh askuuumm gecen armani'de super bir kazak gordum boleee kocaman AX yaziooodduuaaa alsanaaa banaaahhh askummm" diyerekten yolmaya calisan bilumum osirtik sevgili adaylarindan uzak durun. o kisiden size yar olmaz, siz de ona yolunucak kaz olmayinizzz :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;disarda egzantrik aktivitelerle ugrasacaginiza oturun evinizde, giyin en kalin giysilerinizi (kalorifer acmayin :p), alin sevdiceginizi yaniniza sarilip sarilip isinin :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bunlarda iku dervis'ten :p ekonomi onerileri..hadi kalin saglicakla :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-4555862416676795314?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4555862416676795314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=4555862416676795314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4555862416676795314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/4555862416676795314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-mimi-mimi-karameli-sepeti.html' title='o mimi mimi karameli sepeti'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPqeH3Hh57I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lHlkGJ-BgLs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8310926636419666030</id><published>2008-10-17T16:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:25:35.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendime not'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendime yeni bir ben lazim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gerceklerin degistigi nokta'/><title type='text'>degisim ruzgarlari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPkAPbl_qEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pI5BMm-UoRo/s1600-h/ozgurlukevrimivr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258234305036920898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPkAPbl_qEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pI5BMm-UoRo/s320/ozgurlukevrimivr6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;UYARI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---bu bir kisisel bunalim yazisidir, bugun boyle kuslar, bocukler, kelebekler ayri bir guzel gorunduler gozume, bugun adeta bir ask yumagi halindeyim keh keh keh havasindaysaniz lutfen keyboardlarinizin Alt+F4 tusuna basiniz diiizzzzttt---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;aşkım da değişebilir gerçeklerim de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pırıl pırıl dalgalı bir denize karşı&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan gelmişim diz boyu sulara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hepinize iyi niyetle gülümsüyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiçbirinizle dövüşemem (Turgut Uyar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oyle hosuma gitti ki bu dizeler! oyle benimle icice gecmis ki, bundan daha yalin bundan daha anlamli bir sekilde anlatilamazdi herhalde. 24 senemi 5 dakikaya sigdirdim ve hizlica gozden gecirdim. bugun kendime yeni bir sayfa actim, umarim bu yeni ben "beni ve sevdiklerimi" daha mutlu eder....simdi hareket zamani....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8310926636419666030?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8310926636419666030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8310926636419666030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8310926636419666030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8310926636419666030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/degisim-ruzgarlari.html' title='degisim ruzgarlari'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPkAPbl_qEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pI5BMm-UoRo/s72-c/ozgurlukevrimivr6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-1198874626559560317</id><published>2008-10-17T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:24:47.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adim adim seriat'/><title type='text'>yasalarini da al git!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPigJJVnoxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_UVbymy_t5A/s1600-h/orgu_ed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258128643940918034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPigJJVnoxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_UVbymy_t5A/s320/orgu_ed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Adalet Bakanlığı'nda önceki gün bir toplantı yapıldı. Toplantıda çok&lt;br /&gt;tartışılacak öneriler geldi. Ancak, duyanın kanını donduran asıl çarpıcı öneri,&lt;br /&gt;kız çocuklarımızla ilgili. Öneri şöyle: Evlenme yaşı 14'e çekilsin... Reşit&lt;br /&gt;olmayana tecavüzde şikayet koşulu olan 15 yaş sınırı 14'e indirilsin... Öneri&lt;br /&gt;yasalaşırsa, 14 yaşındaki kızlar evlendirilebilecek, 14 yaşındaki kız çocuğuna&lt;br /&gt;tecavüzde işlenen suç "şikayete bağlı" hale gelecek. Bu önerinin gerekçesi de&lt;br /&gt;çok ilginç: Türkiye'de cinsel ilişki yaşı 14'e düştü... Bitti mi? Bitmedi...&lt;br /&gt;Biri 14 yaşındaki kız çocuğuna tecavüz edip, "Evleneceğim" derse suçu silinecek!&lt;br /&gt;Bu duruma ise şu anda en yakın örnek, küçük kıza cinsel istismardan yargılanan&lt;br /&gt;ve halen cezaevinde bulunan yazar Hüseyin Üzmez..." (Hurriyet)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;simdi oturup yakinimizda, ailemizde, yasadigimiz yerde 14 yasindaki COCUK'lari dusunelim ve hepsinin bu "yasa" yolundaki oneriyle evlendirildigini, ya da tecavuze ugradigini ama tecavuz eden serefsizin "evlenecegim" demesiyle kurtuldugunu (!) hayal edin. ben bu onermeye "yasallastirilmis cocuk pornosu" ndan baska bir isim bulamiyorum. bu nasil bir ahlak, bu nasil bir orumcek kafaliliktir!! bunlari destekleyen insanlar icin yakin zamanda aglama duvari gibi bir kufur duvari kurmayi planliyorum.!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-1198874626559560317?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1198874626559560317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=1198874626559560317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1198874626559560317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/1198874626559560317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/yasalarini-da-al-git.html' title='yasalarini da al git!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPigJJVnoxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_UVbymy_t5A/s72-c/orgu_ed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3898386400070088633</id><published>2008-10-16T12:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:44:49.317-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilgi manyagi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psi psi kopatim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sevgiliyi cildirtma yontemleri'/><title type='text'>ilgi manyagi iku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPeLkUQXTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AV4-QA8UkC0/s1600-h/SPOILED_BRAT_Beverage_Napkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824546007239938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPeLkUQXTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AV4-QA8UkC0/s320/SPOILED_BRAT_Beverage_Napkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;manyagin onde gideniyim cidden! evin en kucugu benim, ve abimle aramizda tam 6 yas var. anlayacaginiz "surpriz" ve birazda istenmeyen bir durumla karsi karsiya kalan annem ve babamin gezmedigi doktor kalmamis zamaninda. ama yok! almamislar iste, ille de dogsun demisler :)) babamla annem de pa$a pa$a kabul etmisler. bu sefer de erkek olsun bari demisler ama ben yine "surpriz" bir sekilde kiz dogmusum :p ustelik 24-25 yaslarinda olen babaannemin olum yil donumunde, ustelik ona gorunus olarak asiri derecede benzeyerek...evin en kucugu benim ya, butun sulalede el bebek gul bebek, aman dusmesin, aman incinmesin...yani sokaga oynamaya bile gondermezlermis, duserim falan diye :) ablamla abim pek anlasamazlardi ama ben orta yoldan her sekilde yolumu bulurdum :) abime gidip "cips alirsan bana, ablamin anneme ne soyledigini anlatirim" falan diye ortaligi kizistiran ama hep melek gorulen uyuz, simarik bi velettim. bir de feci utangactim, gicik olurdum misafir falan gelince. sonra kuzen serkan gelirdi arada bir istanbula, o daha cok ilgi gorunce gicik olurdum bebeye. uzakta yasiyorlardi, senede 1 sefer gorulunce kiymetli olurdu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissadan hisse ilgi manyagi bir cocuk olarak buyuyunce, ilgi manyagi sevgili formatina gecmeniz pek de zor olmuyor :) istiyorum ki sevgilim beni simartsin, boyle garip bir ego turbulansina gireyim arada bir :p "dunyanin en guzel kizi"yla beraber oldugunu hissettirsin bana :p ozlesin sonra beni..mesela en son pazartesi gunu gorustuk, onun maclarindan dolayi. bugun aradim sevdicegi, "askim ozledim ben seni yaaa cook cookk" falan dedim ultimatom sirinligimi kullanarak, benim taklidimi yaparak "ayyy ben de seni" dedi...kil oldum yaaa!! bu sefer de her zamanki gicikligimi kullanarak "bi daha seni ozledigimi soylersem blahh blahhh, hatta sen beni arayip ozledigini soyleyene kadar aramiycam seni" dedim.."hadi bakalim" dedi..yok ya buna hicbir sey sokmuyor valla :p 3,5 sene olmus adam benim icimi disimi cozmus tabii, sokmez boyle ayaklar. bu sefer de tirstim "ulan ya isi inada bindirip aramazsa beni" haydaaaa basladim paranoyakliklara yine..baktim saate daha 15 dakika olmamis konusali. aradim, bakmadi...ben kendi kendime kufrederken telefon caldi, actim tabii hemen.."ozlemissindir belki, arayamiyorsundur diye bir arayayim dedim" eheueheueheuheue dedim en yalaka en yapis yapis halimle. "agliycam valla simdi yaaa..Allah'im niye ben, niye ben?" dedi...ben susunca da "psikopatsin kizim sen, senin gibi birine dunya uzerinde rastlanmaz" falan diye soylenirken, harbi harbi kendimden tiksindim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koala gibi yapismisim sevdicege, biraz gormeyince de delleniyorum. harbi hastayim ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konuyla alakasiz ama Halloween yaklasiyor, kostum onerileri olan varsa bekliyorum :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3898386400070088633?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3898386400070088633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3898386400070088633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3898386400070088633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3898386400070088633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/ilgi-manyagi-zulapha.html' title='ilgi manyagi iku'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SPeLkUQXTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AV4-QA8UkC0/s72-c/SPOILED_BRAT_Beverage_Napkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3629539262437936488</id><published>2008-10-09T00:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:00:59.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intikam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yasasin kotuluk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arkadaslarin zamanla fesatlasmasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='az kasardan tost cok kasardan dost olmaz'/><title type='text'>az ka$ardan tost, cok ka$ardan dost olmaz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO2P_XjtgaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CIFiYvOsFWM/s1600-h/catfight300_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255014659029565858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO2P_XjtgaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CIFiYvOsFWM/s320/catfight300_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gece 12:08 uyuyamiyorum sinirimden...! bundan 4 sene once bir arkadasimin kiz kardesi de geldi bizim buralara okumak icin, arkim habire diyor iste "kiz kardesim burda yalniz takil onla" falan. neyse takilalim bari dedik, kizin gozler faltasi gibi mubarek her yerde. okulda da yabancilik cekmesin diye tanistiriyorum iste bir kac arkadasla..biz onunla yeni yeni kaynasmaya baslamisken sevdicekle tanistik. ben sevdicegi gorur gormez begendim ama belli etmemeye calisiyorum, bu da gelmis bana habire sevdicegi ovuyor. ya buna bir isim takalim ki ilerde yazilar da karisiklik olmasin :p ne olsun ne olsunn...hmm gubidik olsun :) neyse efendim bu gubidik gel zaman git zaman sevdicekle yakinlasmaya calisiyor, abi mabi diyerek. ama ben en bastan soyledim hoslandigimi ki sonradan bir sorun cikmasin :p once kim sevdigini soylerse o'nundur hesabi :)))) sonra bu gubidik bakti benim sevdicek bana yuz veriyor, basladi bu sefer de kotulemeye..onunla siz beraber olamazsiniz, anlasamazsiniz, birbirinizle alakaniz yok falan filan...tabii durum iyicene barizlesti, bu gubidik beni sevdicekten uzaklastiricak akli sira..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;neyse efendim biz sevdicekle cikmaya basladigimiz ilk zamanlar bu msn'ine paso "ben sevdim eller aldi, seni uzaktan sevmek cok aci" bildigimiz kucuk emrah pozisyonlarinda takilip yazilar yazmakta. her konustugumuzda garip bir konusma icersine girmekteyiz..zamanla elimi ayagimi cektim ben bu gubidikten. sonra o da kendini club'lara vurdu :p club'larda takilirken eskiden benden hoslanan (benim o zamanlar bilmedigim) danacik'la tanisti...bu danacik megersem feci sekilde takmis bana, ortak bir arkadasa ayarlamasi icin bin defa arayip dil dokmus. amma velakin sonra beni sevdicek'le gorup bu emellerinden vazgecmis. hatta ve hatta bu danacik benim sevdicegin de bir arkadasi...neyse zamanla danacik ve gubidik cikmaya basladilar, ben de onlar ciktiktan bir sure sonra eskiden danacigin benden hoslandigini ogrendim ama caktirmadim gubidige, uzulur muzulur hesabi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gubidikle en son gecen sene rastlasmistik bir de bir kac gun onceki festivalde. yeniden arasmaya (boyle bir fiil var mi ya :p ) falan basladik...eski gunleri konusup guluyoruz falan. gubidikle danacik gecen sene ayrilmislar, pek bir uzgun bunalimda..1 senedir iliskisi falan olmamis, tavanlara ziplayacak nerdeyse. bu arada piyasalarda adi da cikmis :) herkes bunu arayip kavga ediyormus sevgilimi elimden mi alican zzuurttukk diye. uzuldum kizin haline, taa ki bu geceye kadar. bu gece telefonda cildirtti resmen beni!! yine geldi sevdicegi bana kotuledi durdu, yok bizim onunla evlenmemiz yanlismis, yok hic uymuyormusuz, herseyimiz farkliymis, beni daha baska biriyle hayal ediyormus falan...ulan sanane?!! girip cikan ne yani? kalbini kirmayayim, adabimla takilayim dedim. bu sefer de diyor iste dusunsene siz ayrilsaniz sen baska biriyle takilsan, sevdicek baska biriyle...haydaaaa! niye ayriliyorum kardesim sevdigim adamdan durduk yere. boyle birseyin olasiligini dusunmek bile istemeyen bana gelmis neler diyor...oyle birseyin olmasi soz konusu bile degil, olursa da o kiz kendini acil yollarinda bulur dedim. mesaji almistir umarim. silliga bak yaaa!! tabii canim dedi...manyak kari, aksam aksam dellendirdi beni. bakti boyle olmadi bu sefer ex'lerden konusmaya basladi..ee gorusuyor musun falan diyor..yahu ben onlari gomeli yillar olmus, ne gorusmesi! eskilerden kim varsa tek tek acti defterleri, yok o seni begeniyordu yok yakisirdiniz siz aslinda. abi nasil bir telefon gorusmesidir anlamadim.. en sonunda iyi misin gubidik? mutluyum, huzurluyum, evlenmek uzereyim falan saydirdim baya bir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonra teli kapadim, kendi kendime kizdim. ulan manyak iku dedim :) kendi kendine kasindin resmen...ne diye gorusursun elin gubidik karilariyla, siyirdin herhalde dedim. sevdicege dert yanayim dedim, o da dalga gecti benimle :) kiz tek tek herkese kancayi takiyor herhalde, amannn benim uykum var yaaa dedi yatti oyle...peeehhh. biz burda kuduralim, o uyusun :)))) salak iku dedim, o seni kuplere bindiriyor, sen otur armut topla! bi dahakine soyle bi plan yaptim..ya bilio musun senin su asik oldugun danacik var ya, kizim o eskiden bana asikmis kopekler gibi, soyleyemedim beraberken ama simdi madem ayrisiniz icimde kalmasin..kizmadin di mi sekerrrr diyeyim diyorum...! ben de manyadim iyicene gecenin bu vakti..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah'im 4 yanimi ka$arlar sarmis, sen koru benim aklimi! hayir eskiden gubidik arkadasimdir falan diye bir sey demiyordum da, bu sefer cidden kararliyim..biraz daha boyle devam ederse, birilerinin canini feci derecede yakacagim..! kotuluk antenlerini taktim ve beklemedeyim! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3629539262437936488?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3629539262437936488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3629539262437936488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3629539262437936488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3629539262437936488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/az-kaardan-tost-cok-kaardan-dost-olmaz.html' title='az ka$ardan tost, cok ka$ardan dost olmaz!'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO2P_XjtgaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CIFiYvOsFWM/s72-c/catfight300_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-3381034438814975953</id><published>2008-10-08T16:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:10:35.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ates dustugu yeri yakar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0hrsePrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yjEq4zAPUcw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254893374767344882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0hrsePrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yjEq4zAPUcw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bloglari gezinirken yine bugunku Hurriyet'in sayfasina girdim. Diyarbakir'da polis servisine ates acildigi ve su andaki belirlemelere gore 6 sehitin oldugu...........kelimelerin devami gelmedi. bogazima oyle bir yumru gelip oturdu ki, ofiste simdi gozlerim dolu dolu oturmaktayim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 yasima 5 gun kala...bahcede en yakin dostumla (kardesimle) yanyanayiz. 0 9 yasindaydi o zaman. salincagimin orda baska cocuklarla beraberiz. herkes salincaga binmek icin birbiriyle kavga ederken onunla ben susuyoruz. sonra abisi geldi yanimiza, ve biz uc kisi oyle suskunca oturmaya devam ediyoruz. evden gelen aglamalari, cigliklari duymuyoruz. yani duyduklarimiz sanki bizim evden degil de, tv'den geliyor. gunes yuzumuze vuruyor ama biz sanki o dunyanin disindayiz ve oturmus en uzak noktadan kendimizi izliyoruz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o gunden 1 sene once, gecenin bir koru aglayarak size gelmistim. bugun benim dogum gunum, bize gelir misiniz demistim. sen eve yeni gelmistin..."kardeslerimi" de alarak bize gelmistiniz. hic resim cektirmeyi sevmezdin ama senden bana tek kalan o dogumgununde konusurken ciktigin resim...hic amcam yoktu ve seni amcam yerine koymustum. olumu yeni ogrendigim caglardi ve herkesin sirayla ebediyete kavustugunu dusunurdum. evin en kucugu oldugum icin de, durduk yere aglardim en son ben kalicam, yalniz olucam ve kim bana bakicak diye bunalimlara girerdim. bana olumun cok da adaletli bir sekilde alnimiza yazilmadigini ogrettin gidisinle. inanilmaz futbol hastaligin vardi ve sansli oldugun zamanlarda gorevli olarak maca giderdin. bir gun GALATASARAY macina beraber gidicektik ama once buyumem gerekiyordu. oyle demistin, oyle olmadi...simdi kazik kadar oldum ve bu kadar koyu GALATASARAYli olmama ragmen hic maca gitmedim...oyle harika bir baba, oyle harika bir estin ki, mahalledeki herkes ozenirdi seni uniformali halinle eve umut dolu gelisini gordugunde. ve bana her sabah 5'te hic sikayet etmeden, kendi cocuklarindan ayirmadan kapiyi acip, acikip acikmadigimi sorardin. ben de usulca esra'nin odasina girerdim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sen oldugunde ben 8 yasina girmek uzereydim..gun sayiyordum dogum gunume, hep boyle yapardim o yaslarda. servisin bizim evin oraya yakin bir yerlerde taranmisti ve sen servisten inmek uzere oldugun icin kursunlarin tek hedefi sen olmustun. bir kac gun savas verdin, resimlerin boy boy gazetelerdeydi. o aksam yine gelmeni beklemistik, ama gelmedin...kimse ne oldugunu soylemiyordu. esra ve erkan bizdelerdi, seviniyorduk birlikte sabaha kadar oyun oynama planlari yapiyorduk. yanimizda bir tek ablam vardi. herkes bir yerlere gitmisti...oldugunun sabahi cigliklarla uyandik. ates o gun bizim uzerimize dusmustu, ve dustugu yerde oyle koca bir bosluk birakmisti ki, bizi bu dunyadan alip goturmustu. annemlerin sakladiklari gazeteleri bulmustuk. "sehit" yazmislardi adinin altina..sehit ne demekti, neden resimde elin yuzun kan icindeydi, doktorlarin agzina ve burnuna soktuklari o borular ne ise yariyordu? keske o resmi gormeseydim..keske seni hep o uniformali halinle hatirlayabilseydim...oldugunde tam 28 yasindaydin ve arkanda gencecik bir kadin ve iki cocuk biraktin. gidemedim, konusamadim, aglayamadim...koca bir yazi evde odamda gecirdim...arkandan soylenecek cok sey vardi ama anlatamadim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simdi bile su yaziyi okuyunca her sey sacma geliyor cunku hicbir kelime biraktigin o boslugu anlatmaya yetmiyor. umarim oralarda mutlusundur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-3381034438814975953?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3381034438814975953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=3381034438814975953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3381034438814975953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/3381034438814975953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/ates-dustugu-yeri-yakar.html' title='ates dustugu yeri yakar'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0hrsePrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yjEq4zAPUcw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6988381384641123504</id><published>2008-10-08T15:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:27:38.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anil aydin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilik nakli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dayan koca adam'/><title type='text'>dayan koca adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0JoMokU3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cDHNMWjuCno/s1600-h/B_2093_dka_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254866926402032498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0JoMokU3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cDHNMWjuCno/s320/B_2093_dka_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;biraz once salincaktaikikisi'nin blogunu ziyaret ettim ve hemen ardindan GALATASARAY'in resmi web sitesini. biliyorum boyle duyurulari bir cogumuz goz ardi ediyoruz ne yazik ki ama ulasabildigi kadar cok insana ulasmaksa amac, ben bunu burda yayinlamazsam vicdanen icim rahat olmayacak:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Galatasaray – S. Bükreş karşılaşmasında tribünlerde yerini aldı bu pankart: “Dayan Koca Adam”, Bir Galatasaray sevdalısı Anıl Aydın için. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatasaray tribün grubu ultrAslan-Uni temsilciliği yapmış olan ve lösemi ile mücadele eden Anıl Aydın'la ilgili olarak arkadaşları bir kampanya başlattı. İzmir Dokuz Eylül Üniversitesi Tıp Fakültesi Hastanesi’nde yatmakta olan Anıl Aydın için önümüzdeki iki ay içerisinde ilik nakli yapılması gerekiyor. Sevgili Anıl Aydın’a iliğinin uygun olup olmadığı öğrenmek için kan tahlili yaptırmak isteyenleri aşağıdaki adreslere başvurmaya çağırıyor ve sevgili Anıl'a Ali Sami Yen tribünlerinde kendisi için açılmış pankarttaki gibi "Dayan Koca Adam" diyoruz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;İSTANBUL: Çapa Tıp FakültesiTemel Bilimler BinasıAcil Giriş Kat:2 no:10Tıbbi Biyoloji Ana Bilim Dalı&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANKARA:Ankara Üniversitesi Tıp Fakültesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;İZMİR:Ege Üniversitesi Tıp Fakültesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdiğiniz kanla Anıl Aydın ya da bir başka hastaya şifa olabilirsiniz. Şu anda uygun ilik bekleyen hasta kardeşlerimiz için, tüm vatandaşlarımızı kan vermeye davet ediyoruz. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6988381384641123504?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6988381384641123504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6988381384641123504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6988381384641123504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6988381384641123504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/dayan-koca-adam.html' title='dayan koca adam'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0JoMokU3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cDHNMWjuCno/s72-c/B_2093_dka_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6006834167151833344</id><published>2008-10-08T14:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:21:34.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='osuruktan okuyucu yorumlari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurriyet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='havadan sudan'/><title type='text'>havadan sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0IKvFxE9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/g-SFTf9lYW0/s1600-h/6598554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254865320743605202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0IKvFxE9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/g-SFTf9lYW0/s320/6598554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aklimda yazacak o kadar cok sey var ki, ama ayni zamanda bir o kadar da daginik dusuncelerim. simdi neler yaptigimdan baslayalim once, iku'dan kisa kisa :) cumartesi gunu bildiginiz uzere LSAT sinavina girdim, sabah 9'da basladi, ogleden sonra 1'e kadar surdu. ciktigimda duvar gibiydim resmen. ve isin kotu tarafi, nasil gecti inanin bilmiyorum :) o gun o kadar yorgundum ki, sevdicegi maca biraktim sonra arabada uyuyakalmisim :p pazar gunu de Turk festivaline katildim, baya "renkli" anlar yasadim :) uzuuuun zamandir gormedigim herkesi gordum, ve eyalet degistirme konusundaki dusuncelerim daha bir gucluluk kazandi :) bugun carsamba oldu hala kendimi toparlayamadim, uzerimde oyle bir uyusukluk var ki, gun icersinde kendimi yastigimi hayal ederken buluyorum hep :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bugun her sabah oldugu gibi hurriyet gazetesinin sayfasina girdim, ne olmus ne bitmis okurken japonlarin yaptigi bir robot haberine rastladim. insan gorunumune en yakin bu robot 5 yasindaki bir kiz cocuguna benzetilmeye calisilmis. uretimindeki amac ise yasli ve hasta insanlara yardim amacli...buraya kadar hersey umut verici ve guzel. ama gozum ister istemez okuyucu yorumlarina kaydi. aynen kopyaliyorum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://benimsayfam.hurriyet.com.tr/yaren1999/" target="_blank"&gt;yaren türkan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay ne kadar kötü birşey resmen gerçek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oyy korkmusss buu..bundan korkan chucky'den de korktu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://benimsayfam.hurriyet.com.tr/dreamkeeper/" target="_blank"&gt;heads off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunu bizde yapsalar kolunu bacağını kesip dilendirirler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yarilmamak elde degil valla :)) ama simdi kol bacak kesilmez, baglanti maglanti kopar cissss :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://benimsayfam.hurriyet.com.tr/bilinmeyen-/" target="_blank"&gt;BiLiN MeYeN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizim millet bununla fazla ilgilenmez ama japonlar bu robotun seks modelini çıkarsın en çok siparişi bizim ülkeden alırlar, malum ancak o zaman bu bizimkiler bilime merak sarar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yorum yapmayayim diyorum ama elde degil :) fikri neyse zikri de odur hesabi :) bence bunu carsaftan gozlerin gorunmesini bile "yoldan cikarici" olarak goren zihinlere oneriyorum. zira ileride kirpikten porno film objesi olarak bahsedip sapik bir toplumla mutlu mesut yasarlar :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://benimsayfam.hurriyet.com.tr/efnalya/" target="_blank"&gt;özlem apaaa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;komuta göre hareket edip sözleri algılıyorsa vur deyince vuracak saldır deyince saldırcak öldür deyince öldürecek mi ? çok ürkütücüü bu yanınında cevabını bilmek istiyorum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wowww! terminator 34749 sinemalarda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://benimsayfam.hurriyet.com.tr/dokturdumyine/" target="_blank"&gt;saygı gösterin &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valla helel olsunyakında her eve bi r hizmetçi robot olacak düşüncesi bile güzel umArım ben ölmeden yaparlar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bak bu yorum ev temizliginden bikmis bir teyzenin isyani :) aslinda hic fena olmaz, temizlik neyse de soyle iyi ve guzel yemek yapan bir robot super olurdu :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6006834167151833344?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6006834167151833344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6006834167151833344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6006834167151833344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6006834167151833344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/havadan-sudan.html' title='havadan sudan'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SO0IKvFxE9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/g-SFTf9lYW0/s72-c/6598554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-8735190211175458711</id><published>2008-10-03T23:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:21:31.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerdesin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSATe saatler kala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yalnizlik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayat arkadasi'/><title type='text'>yol arkadasim..nerdesin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SObtz9TbG-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZJRsy5Eas9g/s1600-h/yalnizlik20281429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253147492259404770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SObtz9TbG-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZJRsy5Eas9g/s320/yalnizlik20281429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gunler hizlica ucup gitti ve LSAT'e saatler kaldi. amannn sende alt ustu bir sinav, basimizin etini yedin sinav sinav diye tutturmayin lutfen. cunku bilen bilir ben yarin aslinda hayatimin sinavini verecegim, zira o sinavi iyi bir skorla gecersem, ugruna savas verdigim bir cok "vaad" gerceklesmis olacak. sevdicek bugun telini satti ve yenisini siparis verdi, dolayisiyla ulasamiyoruz evde olmadikca. "gym'e gidicem, biraz arkadaslarla takilir, eve gelince ararim ben seni" dedi. saat 11:30 oldugunda artik dayanamadim ve evi aradim ama henuz yoktu. arkadasini aramak zorunda kaldim, ulastim neyse ki. "ben seni eve gidince ariycaktim, oturuyoruz su anda muhabbet falan" dedi, "hayatim ben yarin sabah 5'te kalkicam sinavim var biliyorsun" dedim, "offf ya eve gidince ariycaktim iste, ne uzatiyosun" gibilerine biseyler dedi. ben de anliyorum falan diye geveledim ve bana uyuz olarak kapatti. bir huyum vardir, sevdicek disardaysa eve gitmeden uyuyamam. o eve gider, ben de rahat bir sekilde derin bir uykuya dalarim. zannetti ki ben ona eve git artik, ben de uyuyayim dedim ima ederek...ve sinirlendi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ama aramamdaki amac o degildi...aylardir bu sinav icin inekliyorum, ve yarin aslinda sadece benim icin degil, ikimiz icin de onemli bi gun. ben beni arayip bana destek verici bir kac cumle soylemesi icin bekliyorum ki o gazin etkisiyle rahat rahat uyuyayim. ama bekledigim icin ben suclu oluyorum. kendimi LSAT'e saatler kala dunyada kucucuk boktan bir nokta gibi hissediyorum ve kaldiracagimdan daha fazla bir sorumluluk yukunu tek basima sirtlamaya calistigim icin altinda eziliyorum. hayat arkadasligi bu degil midir birazda? karsindaki kendini yildiz savaslarinda ota boka savasiyor bulurken, onun yaninda oldugunu bilmesini saglamak, tokezlediginde elinden tutup kaldirmak ve yola beraber devam etmeye calismak degil midir? ama ne oldu? sevgili benim ihtiyacimi anlamadigi icin, onun eve gitmesini isteyen anlayissiz sevgili, kaprisli sevgili kategorisine bir yildiz daha ekletmis oldum. uzun uzun da aciklama yapmak istemedim..."bu saate kadar bekleyip, bana destek oldugunu duymak istedim" gibi ezik bir cumle kurmak istemedim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kendi" hayatimi yasayabilmek icin yarinki sinavi vermem lazim, omuzlarimdaki koca bir yuku sikayet etmeden tasimam lazim, yalnizligimi unutup 4 saate hayatimin ozetini sIkIstIrmam lazim. ve en iyisi susmam lazim, her zamanki gibi..........sezen aksu soylesin ben uyuyana kadar: "ben sana kusum aslinda/ haberin yok/ koyup gittigin yerde kotuluk cok/ kime kizayim/ nazim senden baska kime gecer/ benim sensiz kolum, bacagim, ocagim yok..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-8735190211175458711?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8735190211175458711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=8735190211175458711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8735190211175458711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/8735190211175458711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/yol-arkadasimnerdesin.html' title='yol arkadasim..nerdesin?'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SObtz9TbG-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZJRsy5Eas9g/s72-c/yalnizlik20281429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713753235809410147.post-6261811657861704662</id><published>2008-10-02T11:13:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:47:57.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaman icersinde degisen ormantizmm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anilaaggrr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='araba kullanamamak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dagilan karizma'/><title type='text'>flort donemi anilari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinava 2 gun kala, okul transcriptlerimi (turkcesi neydi ya bunun) lsac'e gondermeye calisiyorum...uni. bitene kadar 129829 okul degistirdigim icin, her okulla tek tek gorusup kayitlarimi istemek zorunda kaliyorum. okul no. sorduklarinda da apisip kaliyorum, daha once emailimde saklamistim galiba falan diyerekten, en eski emailden soyle bi goz atayim dedim..bakarken tabii sevdicegin de eski emaillerine denk geldim. neler yazmis, neler!! okurken inanamadim sevgilimin gecirdigi evrime :) bi romantik sozler var ki, duymayali aylar yillar olmus :) mesela bana bi konu yuzunden kizmis, ve cok uzulmus sonradan, simdi kakilmis'tan farkimiz kalmamis, iplemiyor bile (eheueheueheu abartinin bu kadari)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eski emaillere bakarken anilar gozumun onunde canlandi...anilllaagggrrr anillaaagggrr simdi gozumde canlandiiggglaarrrrr :p bi kac tanesini yazmaya karar verdim :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bana gore super, askima gore igrenc araba kullanan bu sahis ilk beraberlik gunlerinde bazen sevdicegin arabasiyla gezerdik, bazen benimkiyle..simdi benim arabayla ciksak bile sevdicek kullaniyor o derece gicik olmus durumda benim kullanisima :p her neyse! yolda gidiyoruz, beraberligimizin ikinc&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SOTsv1dd_BI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uEtr9Nw4Nto/s1600-h/zulapha+kiss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252583371969526802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SOTsv1dd_BI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uEtr9Nw4Nto/s320/zulapha+kiss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i ayiydi sanirim. ben hizla giderken bir anda cart diye frene basiyorum, farkinda bile degilim. nasil olayim? yanimda sevgili, bir elim onun elinde, bir yanda huttaaalaaa gasolinnaaa caliyo gaza gelmisiz :)))) her frende sevgili tutunucak bi yer ariyor, ama sesini cikartmiyor henuz o zmnlar yani milattan once 387338 zamanlari :p neyse efendim isiklarda durduk, onumuzde baska bir araba duruyor. (kirmizi nokta geliyor, 18 yas alti devamini okumasin :p) (yazmasam mi ya, aileden biri okur simdi rezillik :) ) neyse iste opuyordum askimi :) ayagim bir anda nasil olduysa frenden kaymis hafifce :p ondeki arabaya tosladik :)))) bizi dikiz aynasindan izleyen izbandot gibi adam da arabadan aninda indi. ben inerken o heyecanla "fuck askim fuck" diyiverdim. sevdicek hem benim kelime butunlugune :p kopuyor, hem de adama "ya bisi yok iste, gazla gitsin" falan diye ayar veriyor. cevredekiler zaten halimize kopmus durumda..iste o gun bugundur sevdicek araba kullanmama mutlaka bir kulp takar :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yine sevdicekle ilk ciktigimiz gunlerde..hani su hala karizmam dagilmasin, artizz artizz takilayim gunleri :) sinemeya gittik iste, sinemadan cikista wc'ye gidelim dedik..erkek wc'siyle bayanlar wc'si birbirine uzak en uc noktalarda. neyse efendim ben tuvalette makyaj tazeleme, sac toplama muhabbetlerini bitirdikten sonra artiz artiz sevgiliyle dogru yururken, ayagimdaki kahrolasi flip floplardan bir tanesinin tabani katlandi resmen. evet nasil oldu b&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SOTs5f6Q8UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/49TpIhg8278/s1600-h/falling.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252583537983418690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SOTs5f6Q8UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/49TpIhg8278/s320/falling.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;en de anlamadim! tabii benim ayak katlanan flip floplarin etkisiyle ivme kazandi :))) ve dengemi kaybetmenin esliginde hizla kosmaya basladim, kosarak dengeyi sagliycam ya, ama nedense kafam da one egilmis..yani gozunuzde dort nala kosan bir boga canlandirin. iste aynen o vaziyetteyim! sadece yeri goruyorum ama nereye gittigim mechul..en son kendimi sevgilinin kollarinda buldum daha dogrusu sevgiliye tosladim :) sevgili ve bilumum insanciklar yarilma efektiyle bana bakarken, ben yerden dagilan karizmami toplamaya ugrasiyordum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daha bi suru ani var ama simdilik bu kadarrrrr..hadi size iyi gunlerrrrrr :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/713753235809410147-6261811657861704662?l=ikulicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6261811657861704662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=713753235809410147&amp;postID=6261811657861704662' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6261811657861704662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/713753235809410147/posts/default/6261811657861704662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ikulicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/flort-donemi-anilari.html' title='flort donemi anilari'/><author><name>Zulapha Kaphali Iku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04402523491227129573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SZG2i-OwPVI/AAAAAAAAARg/UiJW9JLKuDs/S220/1750-499~Giraffe-First-Love-Posters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DnXWxll_-c/SOTsv1dd_BI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uEtr9Nw4Nto/s72-c/zulapha+kiss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
