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The workshop leader was James Barlow who is the CEO of the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_Xhysc4uI/AAAAAAAAANs/mfvhhZstcE0/s1600-h/jamesBarlow.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_Xhysc4uI/AAAAAAAAANs/mfvhhZstcE0/s400/jamesBarlow.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255656265708528354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sie.ac.uk/"&gt;Scottish Institute f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sie.ac.uk/"&gt;or Enterprise. &lt;/a&gt;The topic of the workshop was : Sales. James Barlow started his career as a door-to-door salesman when he was seventeen. Throughout his career he made millions of pounds of sales in Britain and other countries in executive positions. So he experienced all types of sales in the business life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my notes from the workshop as he didn't use any slides. (It was more funny without slides though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E+R=O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first concept was the E+R=O equation. (E= Event, R=Response, O=Outcome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of the concept was that the outcomes are not only dependent on the events they are also dependent on our responses. So the responses can change a bad event into something good and a good event into something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the problems with the responses was that generalizations, filters, dilutions and even prejudgements affect the way we understand the events. It's known that a person does 7 assumptions in the first 11 seconds that he meets someone. So he assumes many things before he even gets any information about him/her. James calls this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASS-U-ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to emphasize what a wrong behaviour it's to assume everything without learning. He gives an example of a famous manager that starts with the fact that his decision is wrong and then tries to make it right instead of starting with the fact that he is right at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned dividing big problems into smaller pieces with an example of business plans. The next simple figure shows an entrepreneur with a good plan and an entrepreneur with a bad plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_MXgo6ZZI/AAAAAAAAANc/9P7W9WDQp-c/s1600-h/plan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_MXgo6ZZI/AAAAAAAAANc/9P7W9WDQp-c/s400/plan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255643994435249554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1 - Good Plan vs Bad Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good plan has small milestones so even if you do make mistakes along the way, you can always turn back to track. But a bad plan does not have this characteristics and contains a lot of assumptions and it's hard to turn back to track once you start executing the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Features vs. Benefits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this part is especially for engineers who want to do things just because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they can be done &lt;/span&gt;versus the business people who want to do things because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they need to be done&lt;/span&gt;. So we listed some of the features of our mobile phones and wrote down the benefits of these features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feature: &lt;/span&gt;Calendar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benefit:&lt;/span&gt; You'll never forget your anniversary again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we need to have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"which means that"&lt;/span&gt; part in our sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phone has a calendar  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which means that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you'll never forget your anniversary again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with this opinion as it reveals the customer value. &lt;a href="http://blog.guykawasaki.com/"&gt;Guy Kawasaki &lt;/a&gt;also writes about this in his book "Art of the Start" and says that we always need to feel a guy who is sitting on our right shoulder and asking "so what ?" question. Then we need to answer it everytime we talk about a feature of our product. Actually, if you come to Istanbul and try to shop in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Bazaar,_Istanbul"&gt;Grand Bazaar &lt;/a&gt;they'll immediately find a common thing between you and them and associate the benefits with this common thing of you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You also support Manchester United ? Then you can watch the games of Manchester United with this mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also have this benefit list for different customer groups like students, adults, girls or etc. In our courses we have learned about a term "product positioning" which is similar to this. Here is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_Pk8ZgU_I/AAAAAAAAANk/IqfPRF7CTN0/s1600-h/decisionPosCustomers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_Pk8ZgU_I/AAAAAAAAANk/IqfPRF7CTN0/s320/decisionPosCustomers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255647523760002034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2 - Product Positioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you got the idea ! Fill in the blanks and you'll be able to see your product positioning better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's not an easy task to summarize an 8 hours workshop into a couple of paragraphs but here are just some "aha!" moments of me and then notes around them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Man forms the habits and then habits from the man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The market has all the resources to teach you what you need to learn. All you have to do is to listen to the market not only your gut feeling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Test and judge instead of talking. Follow Nike "Just Do It" and it'll be done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be open to the fact that your assumptions may be wrong and possibly they are wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to customers is more important than talking to them. You have two ears and only one mouth, try to listen to your customers more in a sales pitch. Let them express themselves and they'll give you all the information you need to sell them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understand how your customers see the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break down the sales, make it easier to buy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the customers try the thing that you're selling to them before they buy it. Example: Handing the mobile phone into your potential customer's hand is an effective way of creating an ownership feeling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't sell against competition. Instead of criticizing your competitors, praise your product and better make a product/service that'll be praised.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have objectives before going to meetings, sometimes this objective can even be getting a nother meeting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can't get back to someone whom you had a meeting with in a week, you didn't make a good job !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well, I hope I was able to summarize what I have learned in this workshop. Please comment and we can share our knowledge. James Barlow will also feature in &lt;a href="http://www.sses.se/SSESTemplates/StartUpDayPage.aspx?id=1384"&gt;Start-up Day&lt;/a&gt; in Stockholm on 8th of November 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-5662120821280321378?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/5662120821280321378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=5662120821280321378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/5662120821280321378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/5662120821280321378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2008/10/sses-sales-workshop.html' title='SSES Sales Workshop'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO_Xhysc4uI/AAAAAAAAANs/mfvhhZstcE0/s72-c/jamesBarlow.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-3375537462455286128</id><published>2008-10-09T13:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:49:27.597+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gökhandogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gokhandogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gökhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gokhan dogan'/><title type='text'>Nej Men Hej ! *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO3u90Rb5eI/AAAAAAAAANE/AzYuM7q0D5Y/s1600-h/GokhanDogan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO3u90Rb5eI/AAAAAAAAANE/AzYuM7q0D5Y/s320/GokhanDogan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255119085982442978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's been a loooong time since the last time I updated my blog but from now on I'll give more importance to it. As my last post was on February 14 2008, there has been thousands of things that happened in my life. I'm not sure if you want to hear all of them but I'll try to summarize briefly some of them :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Now I'm living in &lt;a href="http://kartor.eniro.se/query?what=map_adr&amp;amp;geo_area=K%F6rsb%E4rsv%E4gen%204C&amp;amp;mapstate=7;18.066178166419068;59.3481339898926&amp;amp;mapcomp=;;;K%F6rsb%E4rsv%E4gen;;;11423;STOCKHOLM;;;;;18.066178166419068;59.3481339898926;;;;STOCKHOLM;maps_address.2906115.11;0"&gt;Forum student building&lt;/a&gt; which is next to the KTH Main Campus in Stockholm.&lt;br /&gt;2- I'm still working in Sun Microsystems as the &lt;a href="http://sunkth.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sun Campus Ambassador&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3- At school I'm taking a course called &lt;a href="http://www.tslab.ssvl.kth.se/csd/projects/0821006/"&gt;CSD Project &lt;/a&gt;and we are working on a wireless solution for water quality management. My role in this project is to be the project manager and take care of the business issues. (I need to write a business plan and sort out how this product can be implemented in a cost-effective way)&lt;br /&gt;4- I'm looking for a thesis work which will begin in January 2009. So far I am in contact with many of the companies but nothing is defined yet.&lt;br /&gt;5- I'm getting closer to graduation which makes me both happy and confused about my future. (I'll graduate in the end of May).&lt;br /&gt;6- I applied for extending my visa here in Sweden. I'm waiting for the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was a quick post just to show you that I'm back and will post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in English&lt;/span&gt; to this blog from now on. My goal is to post at least once or twice a week. You can subscribe to my blog from the menu on the right ---&gt; Subscribe to Posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nej Men Hej ! is an expression you use in Swedish when you see someone that you haven't seen for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-3375537462455286128?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/3375537462455286128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=3375537462455286128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3375537462455286128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3375537462455286128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2008/10/nej-men-hej.html' title='Nej Men Hej ! *'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SO3u90Rb5eI/AAAAAAAAANE/AzYuM7q0D5Y/s72-c/GokhanDogan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-8621185426411919222</id><published>2008-02-14T01:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T01:01:50.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Valentine - Sevgilime</title><content type='html'>This video is dedicated to my dearest sweetheart, my only darling in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=3282232952108080754&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-8621185426411919222?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/8621185426411919222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=8621185426411919222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8621185426411919222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8621185426411919222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dear-valentine-sevgilime.html' title='My Dear Valentine - Sevgilime'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-585213601917417605</id><published>2008-01-26T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:10:14.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>İsveç'teki Kulu Belgeseli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;İsveç'teki Kulu - Bölüm 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Geçenlerde TRT tarafından hazırlanan bir belgesele rastladım. Bulunduğum şehirle ve de Türkiye ile ilgili olduğu için oldukça dikkatimi çekti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgesel kısaca İsveç'e ilk yerleşen Türk'lerin çektikleri sıkıntıları ve bu göçün sebeplerini anlatıyor. Bilindiği üzere İsveç'teki Türk'lerin büyük bir kısmı Konya'nın Kulu kazasından göçen insanlardan oluşuyor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Kulu'lu değilim ama herkesin bu hikayeden çıkaracağı bir ders olduğunu inanıyorum. Bu yüzden internette bulduğum parçaları birleştirerek tek bir parça yaptım ve insanların beğenisine sunuyorum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.nelsok.com/player.swf" style="" id="single" name="single" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" flashvars="file=http://www.nelsok.com/uploads/9b07103e3358ff242c7d243e600f5c60/isvec_teki_kulu_video.flv&amp;amp;image=http://www.nelsok.com/img/uploads/9b07103e3358ff242c7d243e600f5c60/isvec_teki_kulu_video.jpg&amp;amp;linkfromdisplay=true&amp;amp;linktarget=_blank&amp;amp;link=http://www.nelsok.com/video/isvec_teki_kulu_video" height="390" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-585213601917417605?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/585213601917417605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=585213601917417605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/585213601917417605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/585213601917417605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2008/01/isveteki-kulu-belgeseli.html' title='İsveç&apos;teki Kulu Belgeseli'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-6358661660160739986</id><published>2008-01-06T22:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:05:25.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilknur'un Gerçek Yüzü</title><content type='html'>Ve iste beklenen an geldi, Ilknur'un gercek yuzunu herkes gorsun. Kılıktan kılığa girerek insanları nasıl kandırdığına şahit olmak istiyorsanız bu resimlere bakınız. Hatta büyük hallerini görmek istiyorsanız, fullscreen tuşuna basıp inceleyebilirsiniz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu arada İyi ki Doğdun Fıstık !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#000;max-width:511px;margin:0 auto;text-align:center;line-height:0"&gt;&lt;div style="width:100%;height:341px;padding:0;margin:0"&gt;&lt;iframe style="width:100%;height:100%" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/dogan.gokhan/IlknurFotomontajlar/photo#s5152480747787679074" frameBorder=0 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2007/04/picasa-slideshow.html"&gt;&lt;img style="border:none;padding:0;margin:0;float:left" src="http://btemplates.googlepages.com/add.gif" title="Add to my blog" alt="Picasa Slideshow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com"&gt;&lt;img style="border:none;padding:0;margin:0;float:right" src="http://btemplates.googlepages.com/picasa.png" title="Go to Picasa Web Albums" alt="Picasa Web Albums" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dogan.gokhan/IlknurFotomontajlar/photo#s5152480747787679074" onclick="window.open(this.href,'Slideshow','type=fullWindow,fullscreen,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars=no,status=no');return false"&gt;&lt;img style="border:none;padding:0;margin:0" src="http://btemplates.googlepages.com/fullscreen.gif" title="See in fullscreen [Press F11]" alt="Fullscreen" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-6358661660160739986?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/6358661660160739986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=6358661660160739986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6358661660160739986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6358661660160739986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2008/01/ilknurun-gerek-yz.html' title='Ilknur&apos;un Gerçek Yüzü'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-3536058089751218918</id><published>2007-12-17T14:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:46:00.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm'de Gurbet</title><content type='html'>Bir siir ve hemen ardindan gelen klip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPP0bvCFwf4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPP0bvCFwf4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sozleri : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buz gibi bir iskandinav akşamıydı, sokaklarda sarı rüzgarlar esiyordu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ağaçlar bile bilmediği bir dilde sallarken yapraklarını, memleketini düşündü bir çocuk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esmer yanaklarında alışkın olmadığı bir titreme hissetti çocuk.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yüzüne çarpan rüzgar bile yabancı geliyordu artık...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durdu çocuk, durmadı dünya ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Güneş uğramazdı bu memlekete, hava soğuk, insanlar soğuk, çiçekler soğuktu buralarda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yazları sıcak ve kuru, kışları ılık ve serin geçmezdi burada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sümüklü çocuklar sokaklarda top oynamazdı..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiç bir iskandinavın bir başkasının eline mum diktiği görülmemiştir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve hiç bir mumun bu kadar üşüdüğü bilinmemiştir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annesini düşündü çocuk, sıcacık, kınalı ellerini, abdest kokan nur yüzünü...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yüzler, mekanlar, aşklar bir bir gözünün önüne geldi çocuğun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ağlamadı çocuk.. Ağlamayacaktı..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Çünkü artık buralıydı..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-3536058089751218918?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/3536058089751218918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=3536058089751218918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3536058089751218918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3536058089751218918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/12/stockholmde-gurbet.html' title='Stockholm&apos;de Gurbet'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-3094300836073238127</id><published>2007-11-01T01:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:33.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Latest news from my side :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and the most important thing is that now i'm a proud employee of Sun Microsystems AB. I and my roommate Alper are Sun Campus ambassadors to KTH. As far as I know this is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RyklaBKLMEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W1Nebc7XGhE/s1600-h/sun_FY06_margin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RyklaBKLMEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W1Nebc7XGhE/s200/sun_FY06_margin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127670779655958594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first time it happens at KTH that there are two people in this position. In this position basicly we will create some events to teach people about Sun's products and make them use these products more oftenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we will have some contests and give away some gifts to students during this contests. We will target all campuses of KTH so we'll need to work really hard. But this is the easiest part as we love working hard. This is a great chance for us and we'll do our best for Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we eventually began Swedish courses. I hope we'll learn how to speak Swedish until summer. Then i may have intentional courses at KTH or I want to work full time somewhere and of course have a holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that, we cleaned our house :D This is really important to mention because it is now the cleanest house in the town :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm these are all the things those come to my mind about my life in Stockholm. I'll try to write more and add photos here if i have time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-3094300836073238127?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/3094300836073238127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=3094300836073238127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3094300836073238127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3094300836073238127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/11/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RyklaBKLMEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W1Nebc7XGhE/s72-c/sun_FY06_margin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-8354239150773772924</id><published>2007-10-13T14:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:13:34.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm'de bir gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=1383904251181425033&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-8354239150773772924?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/8354239150773772924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=8354239150773772924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8354239150773772924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8354239150773772924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/10/stockholmde-bir-gun.html' title='Stockholm&apos;de bir gun'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-6568252729098898692</id><published>2007-09-13T21:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:33.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>School Stuff !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumU9ZoNSEI/AAAAAAAAACg/CPSXR-kN0NE/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumU9ZoNSEI/AAAAAAAAACg/CPSXR-kN0NE/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109779034800998466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To say the truth, we have a lot of things to do at the school. Especially in the course called, Business Opportunities in ICT, every week we explore two different cases. These cases are real-life cases, in which we read a lot of materials about a start-up and then help them decide what to do next in many situations. Sometimes professors from Stanford and Harvard join us in video conference and we communicate with through a camera and a microphone at the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the right side, you can see me and my team for the first assignment, in which we had an interview with one of the best entrepreneurs in Sweden. He was awarded the Entrepreneur Award in 2006 and he was one of top ten entrepreneurs in 2005. So we it was a really great experience to talk to him and listen him for nearly an hour. Actually, one more interesting fact was that, his wife was Turkish :) So he was able to speak Turkish, Spanish, Russian, Swedish, English fluently, can u believe it ? Well, he was really a talented entrepreneur and he was very helpful for us in many way, Thanks so much Alex Breton !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, today i realized  that i don't take any pictures here in Stockholm :) Now i'm uploading some pictures which i took a month ago. They are from the main campus of KTH which is really a very big campus. It's so hard to reach to end of it, also it has a great environment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures, if you click on them, you'll have the bigger versions of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumjCZoNSJI/AAAAAAAAADI/2yE-p8xU0yk/s1600-h/DSCF1154+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumjCZoNSJI/AAAAAAAAADI/2yE-p8xU0yk/s200/DSCF1154+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109794513863133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumYc5oNSFI/AAAAAAAAACo/N25_9_y6yuU/s1600-h/DSCF1133+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumYc5oNSFI/AAAAAAAAACo/N25_9_y6yuU/s200/DSCF1133+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109782874501761106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumjN5oNSKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Myel_I0gbX0/s1600-h/DSCF1156+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumjN5oNSKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Myel_I0gbX0/s200/DSCF1156+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109794711431628962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumispoNSII/AAAAAAAAADA/5FLKZraZB4g/s1600-h/DSCF1150+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumispoNSII/AAAAAAAAADA/5FLKZraZB4g/s200/DSCF1150+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109794140200978562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rumjg5oNSLI/AAAAAAAAADY/tuxcdYXBk0A/s1600-h/DSCF1164+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rumjg5oNSLI/AAAAAAAAADY/tuxcdYXBk0A/s200/DSCF1164+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109795037849143474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumYjZoNSGI/AAAAAAAAACw/uUCWJZMSKss/s1600-h/DSCF1148+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumYjZoNSGI/AAAAAAAAACw/uUCWJZMSKss/s200/DSCF1148+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109782986170910818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-6568252729098898692?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/6568252729098898692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=6568252729098898692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6568252729098898692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6568252729098898692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-stuff.html' title='School Stuff !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RumU9ZoNSEI/AAAAAAAAACg/CPSXR-kN0NE/s72-c/IMG_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-5801425888142791085</id><published>2007-08-31T17:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:34.299+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hej !</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a long time since i last posted on my blog but so many things happened during this time. And the problem is that i don't have internet connection at home yet. So, i'm connecting from the school's building at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest news about my life is that, i moved to Stockholm for my master studies at &lt;a href="http://www.kth.se/"&gt;KTH&lt;/a&gt; on 15th of August. So it has been more than two weeks that i'm here. I already got used to the place and people but let me show you around !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travelling to Kist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a / Stockholm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rtg8nkgSwlI/AAAAAAAAABw/D6OykY1_rzE/s1600-h/taxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rtg8nkgSwlI/AAAAAAAAABw/D6OykY1_rzE/s200/taxi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104896828136145490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After we arrived at the Arlanda Airport with &lt;a href="http://www.celikalper.com/"&gt;Alper&lt;/a&gt; , we took a taxi to go to the main campus of KTH which is located at Valhallavägen. There we picked our keys for our new home in Kista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how taxis look like in Sweden. Every taxi has its GPS and the price is fixed for many locations. Our taxi driver was from Iran and he spoke a little bit Turkish to us. GPS device helped him as he had problem in finding the address. You can click on the image to see its bigger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Flat in Kista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At a first glance the place where master students stay in Kista, Allevag doesn't seem to be a great place to stay but anyways it's my new home so i have to like it :) Most people call these flats "containers" but i call ours ; home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rtg_ckgSwmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wwfdYtEt7VQ/s1600-h/nokia_window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rtg_ckgSwmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wwfdYtEt7VQ/s200/nokia_window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104899937692467810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So here is what you see from my window ; Nokia. Well, everytime i look out from my window i see Nokia so i hope in future i'll be seeing my flat everytime i look out from my office in Nokia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at the heart of IT secto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;r in Kista. Times magazine calls Kista as the second Silicon Valley in the world. Ericsson has its headquarters in Kista with more than 9000 employees and a lot of physical presence. Micros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;oft, IBM, Tele2 and other big companies either have their headquarter or on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;e of their main offices here in Kista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we just come inside of the flat we'll see that it's not a very big flat with its 25 square meters area. But it's OK as we are just two here and we know each other very well. I think it wouldn't be a good experience to live with someone you don't know in a small room like this one. Photos will talk instead of me , right now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBGUgSwnI/AAAAAAAAACA/kPoatqFpl1U/s1600-h/room1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBGUgSwnI/AAAAAAAAACA/kPoatqFpl1U/s320/room1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104901754463634034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBX0gSwoI/AAAAAAAAACI/j9oG6ASEjVE/s1600-h/room2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBX0gSwoI/AAAAAAAAACI/j9oG6ASEjVE/s320/room2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104902055111344770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBpEgSwpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/czngTci7Epk/s1600-h/room3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthBpEgSwpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/czngTci7Epk/s320/room3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104902351464088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthB-UgSwqI/AAAAAAAAACY/61oKuUej-zY/s1600-h/room4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RthB-UgSwqI/AAAAAAAAACY/61oKuUej-zY/s320/room4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104902716536308386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can click on photos for bigger versions but i'm pretty OK with the place. We have our own kitchen, toilet and bathroom but i know some other students share these places with others. So at least we can praise for this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for now because i have an assignment to work on but until the next time i write something take care !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-5801425888142791085?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/5801425888142791085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=5801425888142791085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/5801425888142791085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/5801425888142791085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/08/hej.html' title='Hej !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rtg8nkgSwlI/AAAAAAAAABw/D6OykY1_rzE/s72-c/taxi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-7407926600476895596</id><published>2007-08-04T16:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:34.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EURES – Labour mobility in Europe</title><content type='html'>According to a recent Manpower survey of 37,000 employers in 27 countries and territories, 41% of employers worldwide and 31% in Europe, Middle East and Africa are battling to fill positions due to a lack of suitable talent. Commonly referred to as the ‘Skills Gap’, this growing shortage, due to social and demographic changes such as falling birth rates and aging populations, will have a huge impact on many employers. Being open to workforce mobility will increasingly be essential for organisations to continue to thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU member states are in an enviable position: legislation exists that allows employees to work more freely around Europe than in any other part of the world. This enables European organisations to draw on a pool of skilled labour from other countries when and where needed to address talent shortages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, approximately 1.5% of EU citizens under the age of 25 live and work in a different EU Member State from their country of origin, and every year, 7.2% of EU citizens change their place of residence, of which 15% refer to a job change as the main&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSQHHpmM4I/AAAAAAAAABE/rXo16ERY4-U/s1600-h/yazar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSQHHpmM4I/AAAAAAAAABE/rXo16ERY4-U/s400/yazar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094855530449875842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reason to move.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Migration has a major impact on the workforce, and movement of workers from Eastern to Western Europe is rapidly increasing. In many ways this is having a positive effect on the EU: a climate of circular migration is emerging where countries that send and receive employees benefit. Those that welcome migrant workers are able to fill vacant positions, and the flow of lower skilled and seasonal workers to parts of Western Europe plugs the gaps that exist there. The countries that workers travel from also experience positive effects: money sent home fuels the economies of many Eastern European countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are, however, concerns with the increased levels of mobility. Employers will likely face a lack of talent due to employee migration to markets where working conditions or salaries are perceived to be better. Organisations can overcome these skills gaps effectively by enhancing their employee training programmes and by offering competitive benefit packages, thereby retaining their valuable workforce and reducing attrition levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the employee perspective, changing to a new employer is often perceived as a better way of acquiring new and different skills. However, providing life-long learning and opportunities for workers to gain new skills by moving between internal positions is an effective way to not only enhance occupational mobility for workers, thereby increasing motivation and productivity, but to also overcome potential talent shortages, regardless of their cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is needed to further improve labour mobility and address our skills shortage in Europe? The challenge is to create effective systems to make skills available where and when they are needed, including across international borders. Regular and systematic labour market information will be required to track and understand the gaps and bottlenecks in training and the necessary skills employers will seek in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour mobility aside, governments should work with the private sector through public private partnerships to ensure that the right skills are jointly created to meet tomorrow’s needs. Furthermore, universities and other training institutions should collaborate with employers to create courses that are practical and relevant for employers’ requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demographic shifts and economic factors are compounding skill shortages, which could ultimately threaten world economic growth and prosperity. Governments and employers need to counter the effects of these shortages by further embracing and adopting strategic migration procedures together with other workforce policies. Only then can we all – employers, governments and individuals – win in this changing world of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Eurobarometer survey ‘Europeans and Mobility’, February 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source of Article : EURES &amp;amp; You : The European Job Mobility Newsletter, Issue 03 / 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-7407926600476895596?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/7407926600476895596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=7407926600476895596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/7407926600476895596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/7407926600476895596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/08/eures-labour-mobility-in-europe.html' title='EURES – Labour mobility in Europe'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSQHHpmM4I/AAAAAAAAABE/rXo16ERY4-U/s72-c/yazar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-8022469830344074389</id><published>2007-08-04T15:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:34.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing Concepts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSF2HpmM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6YCct7hYYA/s1600-h/direct_communication_marketing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSF2HpmM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6YCct7hYYA/s320/direct_communication_marketing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094844243275821938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Professor was explaining marketing concepts to the MBA Students :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: “I am very rich. Marry me!” - That’s Direct Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You’re at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl. One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says: “He’s very rich. Marry him.” - That’s Advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her telephone number. The next day, you call and say: “Hi, I’m very rich. Marry me.” - That’s Telemarketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You’re at a party and see gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten your tie, you walk up to her and pour her a drink, you open the door of the car for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her ride and then say: “By the way, I’m rich. Will you marry me?” - That’s Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You’re at a party and see gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and says: “You are very rich! Can you marry ! me?” - That’s Brand Recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: “I am very rich. Marry me!” She gives you a nice hard slap on your face. - That’s Customer Feedback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: “I am very rich. Marry me!” And she introduces you to her husband. - That’s demand and supply gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you say anything, another person come and tell her: “I’m rich. Will you marry me?” and she goes with him - That’s competition eating into your market share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you say: “I’m rich, Marry me!” your wife arrives. - That’s restriction for entering new markets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="photocredit"&gt;Photo credit: &lt;a href="http://www.stockxpert.com/browse.phtml?f=profile&amp;amp;l=andresr"&gt;Andres Rodriguez&lt;/a&gt;&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/20789604-8022469830344074389?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/8022469830344074389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=8022469830344074389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8022469830344074389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/8022469830344074389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/08/marketing-concepts.html' title='Marketing Concepts'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RrSF2HpmM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6YCct7hYYA/s72-c/direct_communication_marketing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-7278175754788660151</id><published>2007-07-24T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:26:55.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Orijinal Demokrasi</title><content type='html'>Keşke bu bir gazete eki değil de, memleketimizin yönetim şekli olsaydı diye düşünmeden geçemiyor insan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9A9WJNGY-Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9A9WJNGY-Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/20789604-7278175754788660151?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/7278175754788660151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=7278175754788660151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/7278175754788660151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/7278175754788660151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/07/orijinal-demokrasi.html' title='Orijinal Demokrasi'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-2102598869671378301</id><published>2007-07-17T12:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:34.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Artık Oturabilirim !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oturma İznimiz Çıktı !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uzun ve yorucu bir bekleyişten sonra dün &lt;a href="http://www.celikalper.com/"&gt;Alper'le&lt;/a&gt; İsveç için oturma iznimizi aldık. Şimdilik 14 aylık bir oturma izni verdiler ancak orda okulumuz devam ettiği sürece ya da bir iş bulmamız durumunda kolayca uzatılabiliyor. 15 Ağustos için zaten biletimizi almıştık, dün yurt da çıktı. Gerçi yurtla ilgili bir kaç ufak pürüz var ama onu da kısa sürede halledeceğiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu yazıyı yazmamın amacı ise, master yapmak için İsveç'e gidecek olan arkadaşlara vize başvurusu sırasında karşılaşabilecekleri şeyler konusunda bilgilendirmek. Öncelikle vize için en az 8 hafta önceden başvurulması gerekiyor, bana yaklaşık 6 haftada çıktı ama işinizi şansa bırakmamanızı öneririm. Çünkü başvurunuz kolayca reddedilebiliyor, kimse kimsenin gözünün yaşına bakmıyor açıkçası.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oturma izni için gereken belgeler :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Application Form ve 1 fotokopisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :  &lt;/span&gt;Herşeyin fotokopisi gerekiyor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasaport Fotokopi - 2 adet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; İlk 10 sayfa ve tüm dolu sayfalar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Banka Hesap Cüzdanı orijinali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  Kendi adınıza olması tercih ediliyor. Yılın 10 ayı için aylık en az 800 euro göstermeniz gerekiyor, yani iki sene gidecekseniz, hesabınızda 10 * 2 * 800 = 16.000 euro nakit bulunması lazım.  Eğer hesap ebeveyninizin üzerineyse, noterden tüm masraflarınızı onların karşılayacağına dair taahhüt yazdırmanız gerekiyor. Başvuruda en önemli nokta hesap cüzdanı, sonra başınız ağrıyabilir.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admission Letter orijinali ve 2 fotokopisi : &lt;/span&gt;Üniversitenizin yolladığı kabul belgesinin orijinali ve 2 adet fotokopisi gerekiyor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Başvuru Ücreti :&lt;/span&gt; 196 YTL nakit olarak veriliyor, bankaya yatırmanıza gerek yok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben oturma iznine İsveç'in Ankara'daki büyükelçiliğinden başvurdum ve bu belgeler yeterliydi. Yine de siz kendi ülkenizdeki elçiliği arayıp sorunuz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yararlı Linkler :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.migrationsverket.se/english.jsp"&gt;http://www.migrationsverket.se/english.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Swedish Migration Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swedenabroad.com/Start____6137.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.swedenabroad.com/Start____6137.aspx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Veeee mutlu son :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RpykKunNNoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WCU2u18yBew/s1600-h/visa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RpykKunNNoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WCU2u18yBew/s400/visa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088122183239939714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-2102598869671378301?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/2102598869671378301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=2102598869671378301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/2102598869671378301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/2102598869671378301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/07/artk-oturabilirim.html' title='Artık Oturabilirim !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RpykKunNNoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WCU2u18yBew/s72-c/visa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-3502540067448184657</id><published>2007-07-07T12:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:35.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ve işte karşınızda Bilgisayar Mühendisi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mezuniyet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Evet, dört senenin sonunda Çankaya Üniversitesi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro9voeEcdrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IvQsKJFfdaY/s1600-h/goki_mezun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro9voeEcdrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IvQsKJFfdaY/s320/goki_mezun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084405245381736114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bilgisayar Mühendisliği bölümünden mezun olmuş bulunmaktayım. Çok heyecanlı olduğum söylenemez, çünkü henüz öğrencilik hayatım bitmedi, Ağustos 15'de İsveç'e gidiyoruz ve orda da iki sene yüksek lisans yapacağım.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dün gerçekten, bizim okuldan beklemediğim güzellikle bir mezuniyet töreni oldu. Uzun ve sıkıcı konuşmaların ardından, herkes diplomalarını aldı. Diplomalar alındıktan sonra ışıklar kapatıldı ve tüm mezunlar ellerindeki maytapları yaktı. Görülmeye değer bir sahneydi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve sıra keplerin atılmasına gelmişti. Kepler havada uçuştuktan sonra, Ayrılıııık amaaaaan ayrılıııık şarkısı çaldı ve şimdi duygulanma sırasıydı. Gerçekten herkesin gözleri yaşardı ve birbirine sarıldı.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileme bu sevinci yaşattığım için gururluyum ve mutluyum... Artık önümüzdeki maçlara bakacağız :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro9xHeEcdsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UYfxLl1fJqk/s1600-h/goki_diploma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro9xHeEcdsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UYfxLl1fJqk/s400/goki_diploma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084406877469308610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-3502540067448184657?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/3502540067448184657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=3502540067448184657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3502540067448184657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/3502540067448184657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/07/ve-ite-karnzda-bilgisayar-mhendisi.html' title='Ve işte karşınızda Bilgisayar Mühendisi..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro9voeEcdrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IvQsKJFfdaY/s72-c/goki_mezun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-886909771939186010</id><published>2007-07-05T23:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:35.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gidişin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro1kdOEcdqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N6Y4vlpQ488/s1600-h/ersin_karabulut_kalp_calan_kiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro1kdOEcdqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N6Y4vlpQ488/s320/ersin_karabulut_kalp_calan_kiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083830007526880930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bir sivilcenin patlaması gibi çıktın hayatımdan, öylece umarsız ve öylece hızlı.. Giderken rüzgarında çocuklar uçurtmalarını uçurdular, bağırdılar abla dur gitme diye. Yok, yok sen gidecektin, son trene biletin vardı ya gitmeliydin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir merminin silahtan çıkışı gibi çıktın hayatımdan, öylece acımasız ve öylece öldürmeye kararlı. Giderken ağıtlar bıraktın ardında ve cesetler .. Ankara'nın arka sokaklarında.. Yok yok, sen gidecektin, herşey kanun namınaydı ya gitmeliydin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir annenin oğluna akıttığı gözyaşı gibi düştün gözümden, öylece samimi ve öylece sınırsız. Giderken hayal kırıklıkları bıraktın ardında, ve umutlar, sahibinin ekmeği tadında.. Yok yok, sen gidecektin, sebepsiz akmazdı ya gözyaşları sebep olacaktın !.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir bahar ayı gibiydi gelişin, öylece kuş sesleriyle dolu ve öylece hayat kokuyordu. Gelirken hayatını bıraktın ardında ve umutların vardı bekleme modunda. Yok yok sen gidecektin, öyle ya fazla bekleyemezdi hayatın ardında.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senin geldiğin yollarda çiçekler bitmişti ve şimdi sen onları ezdikçe, hem ben hem de biz bittik !..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-886909771939186010?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/886909771939186010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=886909771939186010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/886909771939186010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/886909771939186010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/07/gidiin.html' title='Gidişin..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Ro1kdOEcdqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N6Y4vlpQ488/s72-c/ersin_karabulut_kalp_calan_kiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-2286669268859140392</id><published>2007-05-07T20:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:29:02.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Entel olmak</title><content type='html'>Geçenlerde yönetmen&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001425/"&gt; Krzysztof Kieslowski&lt;/a&gt;'nin &lt;a href="http://beyazperde.mynet.com/film/1644"&gt;Üç Renk : Mavi&lt;/a&gt; isimli filmini izledim. Film, yönetmenin Üç Renk olarak adlandırdığı trilojisinin ilk filmi ama bugün size filmden bahsetmeyeceğim. Daha ziyade filmle ilgili yapılmış bir yorum üzerine düşüncelerimi söyleyeceğim. Evet film hakkında beyazperde.com'da PATROCLUAS adlı arkadaşımızın yaptığı yorum aynen şöyle :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kromatik ön müşahedesiyle birlikte vektörel bir karamsarlığı marke eden,ruhsal komplimanlara dayalı lirik muamelesiylede manevi bir gereksinimin tüm ihtiyaçlarını karşılamış melankolik bir vardiya...&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nasıl ? Şu okuduğunuz cümleyi kendi sözleriyle yeniden ifade edebilecek biri var mı aranızda ? Yok varsa bu sitede ne arıyor, nasıl bir entellektüel birikimdir, nedir, anlayabilmiş değilim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şimdi dilerseniz, halkımızın çoğuna yabancı gelecek kelimelerin anlamına bakıp bu cümleyi çözmeye çalışalım. Sözcüklerin anlamı için &lt;a href="http://www.tdk.gov.tr"&gt;TDK'nın Güncel Sözlüğü&lt;/a&gt; kullanılmıştır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kromatik :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="lightblue" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   Renkser.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; biyoloji&lt;/i&gt;  Kromozomlarla ilgili.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; müzik&lt;/i&gt;  Yarım tonlardan oluşan (ses dizisi).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Müşahede :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:TIMESCVR;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="lightblue" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   Görme.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   Gözlem.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vektör :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:TIMESCVR;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="lightblue" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   Doğrultusu, yönü, uzunluğu belirli olan ve bir ok işaretiyle gösterilen doğru çizgi.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; fizik&lt;/i&gt;  Büyüklüğü ile yönü olan nicelik.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melankolik :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:mediumblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:TIMESCVR;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="lightblue" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   Kara sevdaya tutulmuş, kara sevdalı:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;       "Tanzimat devrinin en lirik ve en melankolik simasını kaybettik."- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; O. S. Orhon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2 . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;mecaz&lt;/i&gt;  Hüzün veren, hüzün belirtisi olan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;       "Bu memleket musiki gibi hem melankolik hem şakrak bir memlekettir."- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; S. F. Abasıyanık&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani anlayacağınız yorum yapan arkadaş, aynı cümle içerisinde hem Fransızca, hem Arapça, hem İngilizce, hem de Türkçe'yi kullanarak ne kadar kültürlü olduğunu göstermiştir.. Şahsen ben hala ne demek istediğini anlamadım o ayrı konu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-2286669268859140392?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/2286669268859140392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=2286669268859140392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/2286669268859140392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/2286669268859140392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/05/entel-olmak.html' title='Entel olmak'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-393527428593461226</id><published>2007-04-29T14:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:56:28.071+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy Kanunları</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; - Ters gitme olasılığı taşıyan bir şey ters gidecektir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; - İşler beklenenden daha uzun zaman alır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; - Eğer bir şey birden fazla ters gitme olasılığı taşıyorsa size en fazla zararı dokunacak kombinasyon oluşur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; - Eğer bir işte bir terslik olması için x sayıda farklı yol varsa ve siz işe başlamadan önce x sayıda tedbir aldiysaniz x+1 terslik siz işi bitirmek üzere iken ortaya çıkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; - Olaylar kendi haline bırakıldığında kötüden daha kötüye doğru gider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; - İşinizin tüm aşamalarını planlayıp birinci aşama ile işe başladığınızda, birinci aşamadan önce tamamlanmış olması gereken bir aşama ortaya çıkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; - Problemlere getirilen Çözümler yeni problemler yaratır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt; - Hiç bir şey kimsenin bir daha bozamayacağı bir seviyeye dek mükemmelleştirilemez. Çünkü böyle bir seviye yoktur ve aptallar en basit şeyleri bozma konusunda son derece yaratıcıdırlar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt; - Doğa hata ve eksikten yanadır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt; - Doğa olumsuz sonuçları korur ve müdahalesini olumsuz sonuç lehine yapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11&lt;/b&gt; - Her şey simultanet Sırasız-Düzensiz olarak ters gider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12&lt;/b&gt; - Durum iyiye gitmeye başladığında mutlaka unuttuğumuz veya gözden kaçırdığımız bir nokta vardır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt; - Hiçbir şey kalıcılık kadar geçici değildir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14&lt;/b&gt; - İşinizi ne kadar iyi yaparsanız yapın, mutlaka sonuçlara modifikasyon getirecek bir amiriniz bulunacaktır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15&lt;/b&gt; - Tecrübe ihtiyacınız geçtikten sonra edinilir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16&lt;/b&gt; - Çekici, güzel ve sizden hoşlanabilecek bir kadınla tanışma olasılığınız;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;a-yanınızda karınız varken,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;b-yanınızda sizden daha yakışıklı bir arkadaşınız varken,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;c-yanınızda sizden daha zengin bir arkadaşınız varken artar.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt; - Şöhret geçebilir ama unutulmuşluk kalıcıdır.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt; - Zamanı gelmiş bir hata kadar kaçınılmaz hiçbir şey yoktur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19&lt;/b&gt; - Gerçek hiçbir problemin çözümü yoktur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt; - MURPHY`NİN ALTIN KURALI: Altını bulan kuralı koyar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21&lt;/b&gt; - Herhangi bir cisim kendisine en çok zarar verecek biçimde yere düşecektir. Bunu yasayı tamamlayıcı eklerle açıklayalım:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;a - üzerine yağ sürülmüş bir ekmek diliminin yağlı yüzünün üstüne düşme olasılığı alttaki halının değeri ile doğru orantılıdır,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;b - yere düşecek ilk, belkide tek parça en pahalı parça olacaktır,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;c - eşyalar yere her zaman dik açıyla düşerler,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;d - düşürülen her parça avadanlık,atölyenin en ulaşılmaz köşesine dek yuvarlanacaktır,ve siz onu ararken ayağınıza ilk çarpan şey de o olacaktır;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;e - tezgahtan düşen küçük parçaların bulunma olasılığı parçanın büyüklüğü ile doğru orantılı, sizin işi tamamlama süreniz ile ters orantılıdır.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-393527428593461226?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/393527428593461226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=393527428593461226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/393527428593461226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/393527428593461226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/04/murphy-kanunlar.html' title='Murphy Kanunları'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-6181000357491517699</id><published>2007-04-22T17:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:35.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yine o gitmeler..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RiuMTLAHeYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oPlXhd-ewzI/s1600-h/kth.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RiuMTLAHeYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oPlXhd-ewzI/s320/kth.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056289267652196738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uzun süre oldu yazamadım, ve bu süreçte bir çok şey yaşandı, bir çoğu bitti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayatım boyunca yaşadığım hiç birşeyden dolayı pişmanlık duymadım. Çünkü yaşadığımız herşey; günahlarımız, sevaplarımız, artısıyla eksisiyle bizi biz yapan değerler. Yaptığımız hatalar olmasaydı, yapacağımız iyiliklerden söz edemezdik, çünkü iyilik kötülüğün olmadığı yerde fark edilemez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okulumun son senesini okurken, uzun uğraşları ve yorucu sınavları aştıktan sonra İsveç'te master yapma hayalimizin gerçekleşmesi için sadece başvuru işlemleri kalmıştı geriye. Yine mektuplar, belgeler ve araştırmalarla geçen Kasım, Aralık aylarından sonra Ocak ayında İsveç'teki bilgisayarla ilgili kalbur üstü tüm üniversitelere başvurularımızı bitirmiştik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir kaç hafta önce müjdeli haberler bir bir gelmeye başladı. Tabii bunlar arasında en iyisi avrupanın önde gelen teknik üniversitelerinden &lt;a href="http://www.kth.se/"&gt;KTH&lt;/a&gt;'den aldığım kabul mektubuydu. KTH'de &lt;a href="http://www.kth.se/eng/education/programmes/master_english/ict_entrepreneurship.html"&gt;Information and Communication Technologies Entrepreneurship&lt;/a&gt; ( Bilgi ve İletişim Teknolojilerinde Girişimcilik ) bölümüne kabul olduğumu öğrenmiş bulunmaktaydım ki, yine kaliteli bir başka üniversite olan &lt;a href="http://www.chalmers.se/"&gt;Chalmers&lt;/a&gt;'tan da &lt;a href="http://www.chalmers.se/en/sections/education/masterprogrammes/programme-descriptions/software-engineering"&gt;Software Engineering and Technology&lt;/a&gt; ( Yazılım Mühendisliği ve Teknoloji  ) bölümünden de kabul aldığıma dair bir mail aldım.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTH'de okumak hep istediğim bir şeydi ancak tüm bu master başvuru sürecinde birlikte hareket ettiğim arkadaşlarım &lt;a href="http://www.celikalper.com/"&gt;Alper&lt;/a&gt; ve &lt;a href="http://www.mcanga.com/"&gt;Mahmut&lt;/a&gt; ikilisinden, Mahmut KTH'ye kabul alamamıştı. Bu durumda onun için Chalmers'ta okumaktan başka çare görünmüyor şu an. Alper'le ben ise KTH'ye gitmeyi düşünüyoruz. Tabii bu kararımızı etkileyebilecek bir de burs faktörü var ki o da sıkıcı ve uzun bir konu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani nereye gideceğime net olarak karar verebilmiş değilim. Ama Kista Science City ve Stockholm gibi dünyanın teknoloji merkezi bir şehrinde okumak bana daha avantajlı geliyor. Hele de KTH faktörü göz önüne alındığında sanırım burs çıksın ya da çıkmasın benim gideceğim okul belli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herkes için hayırlısı olsun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-6181000357491517699?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/6181000357491517699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=6181000357491517699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6181000357491517699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6181000357491517699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/04/yine-o-gitmeler.html' title='Yine o gitmeler..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/RiuMTLAHeYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oPlXhd-ewzI/s72-c/kth.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-6508045057020404267</id><published>2007-04-11T21:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:35.588+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gidiyorum..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rh03vCKIArI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1fnDpn5ZCBA/s1600-h/good-bye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rh03vCKIArI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1fnDpn5ZCBA/s320/good-bye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052255638152282802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;İşte gidiyorum;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Birşey demeden&lt;br /&gt;Arkamı dönmeden&lt;br /&gt;Şikayet etmeden&lt;br /&gt;Hiçbirşey almadan&lt;br /&gt;Birşey vermeden&lt;br /&gt;Yol ayrılmış, görmeden GİDİYORUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ne küslük var ne pişmanlık kalbimde&lt;br /&gt;Yürüyorum sanki senin yanında&lt;br /&gt;Sesin uzaklaşır herbir adımda&lt;br /&gt;Ayak izim kalmadan GİDİYORUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gerdiğin tel kalbimde kırılmadı&lt;br /&gt;Gönülkuşu şarkıdan yorulmadı&lt;br /&gt;Bana kimse sen gibi sarılmadı&lt;br /&gt;Işığımız sönmeden GİDİYORUM!&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/20789604-6508045057020404267?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/6508045057020404267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=6508045057020404267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6508045057020404267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/6508045057020404267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/04/gidiyorum.html' title='Gidiyorum..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/Rh03vCKIArI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1fnDpn5ZCBA/s72-c/good-bye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-117094015183396328</id><published>2007-02-08T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:11:37.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefox'da Cinlikler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Son Gezindiklerim :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eğer siz de benim gibi bir &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/all.html#tr"&gt;Firefox&lt;/a&gt; aşığıysanız, zaman zaman tarayıcınızı kapattıktan sonra en son gezdiğiniz url'lere tekrar ulaşmak isteyebilirsiniz. Şimdi bunu nasıl yapabileceğinizi inceleyelim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT: Benim Firefox için kullandığım versiyon 2.0.0.1, dolayısıyla burdaki bilgiler diğer versiyonlar için geçerli olmayabilir, lütfen yorum olarak deneyimlerinizi paylaşın.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Türk Usülü :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/435941/firefox_task.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/400/471768/firefox_task.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTRL + ALT + DEL kombinasyonunu kullanıp, açılan ekrandan FIREFOX.EXE 'yi bulup, " İşlemi Sonlandır " tuşuna basıyoruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu işlemin sonucunda sevgili tarayıcımız işletim sistemi tarafından zorla kapanacak, vee bir sistem hatasından dolayı kapatıldığını düşünecek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;İleri bir tarihte tekrar Firefox'u açtığımızda son kapanma anını hatırlayacak ve bizlere kaldığınız yerden devam mı etmek istersiniz yoksa sizlere bembeyaz bir sayfa mı açayım diye soracak. Burada "Restore Session" seçeneğine tıkladığımızda, herşey kaldığımız yerden devam edecek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabi bu benim bulduğumu Türk usülü yöntem, başka yöntemler yok mu elbet var !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bilimsel Yöntemler :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- &lt;/span&gt;Bookmarks menüsü altında bulunan "Bookmark All Tabs" özelliği sayesinde, "Son Gezdiklerim" adlı yeni bir klasör açılıp o anda açık olan tüm tablar bu klasöre bookmark şeklinde eklenebilir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- &lt;/span&gt;Firefox 2.0 ve sonrası için &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/firefox/4199/"&gt;Save Session&lt;/a&gt;  uzantısı&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Firefox 0.9 - 1.6 arası tüm versiyonlar için ise &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/firefox/436/"&gt;SessionSaver&lt;/a&gt; uzantısını kullanabilirsiniz. Bu uzantılar tam da istediğimiz şeyi yapıyor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session olaylarıyla ilgili daha bir çok extension mevcut. Onlarla haşır neşir olmak isteyenleri &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/search.php?q=session&amp;type=E&amp;amp;app=firefox"&gt;buraya&lt;/a&gt; bekliyoruz. Edindiğiniz deneyimleri yorum olarak paylaşırsanız sevinirim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-117094015183396328?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/117094015183396328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=117094015183396328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/117094015183396328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/117094015183396328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/02/firefoxda-cinlikler.html' title='Firefox&apos;da Cinlikler'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-117018941521789533</id><published>2007-01-30T21:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:34:22.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerpoint Maceraları</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bir sununun kaynaklarını sömürmek !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okulun tatil olduğu bugünlerde, evde kendi kendime bilgisayarı kurcalarken bir Powerpoint sunumuna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rastladım.&lt;/span&gt; Daha sonra fonda çalan müziğin ne kadar hoşuma gittiğini &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;farkettim.&lt;/span&gt; Bu iki rastlamak ve farketmek olayları gerçekleştikten sonra, Powerpoint'e ne kadar uzak olduğumu ve o fon müziği ordan nası alacağımı bilmediğimi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idrak ettim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Neyse ki google baba yardımıma koştu da, bir Powerpoint sunumunun tüm kaynaklarını nasıl sömüreceğimi keşfetmiş oldum, şimdi de sizlerle paylaşmak isterim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/463303/powerpoint-web-page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/320/463089/powerpoint-web-page.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adım 1:&lt;/span&gt; PPT ya da PPS  uzantılı dosyamızı Microsoft Powerpoint ile açıyoruz. ( PPS uzantılıyı açamazsanız, uzantısını PPT olarak değiştirin. ) ve Dosya -&gt; Farklı Kaydet menüsüne giriyoruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adım 2:&lt;/span&gt; "Farklı Kaydet" menüsünden Web Sayfası (*.htm, *.html) opsiyonunu seçiyoruz. Herhangi bir dosya ismi verip, kaydediyoruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adım 3:&lt;/span&gt; Dosyayı kaydettiğimiz klasörü açıyoruz ve orada "dosyaadi_dosyalar" adı altında yeni bir alt klasör olduğunu farkediyoruz. Bu klasöre girdiğimizde, sunumda kullanılan tüm resim ve ses dosyalarına ulaşmış oluyoruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umarım işe yarar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-117018941521789533?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/117018941521789533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=117018941521789533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/117018941521789533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/117018941521789533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/01/powerpoint-maceralar.html' title='Powerpoint Maceraları'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116976875151621803</id><published>2007-01-26T00:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:45:51.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soru İşaretleri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/636682/Sorrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/320/109914/Sorrow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hayat kısa kelimelerden ibaret ; aşk, galibiyet, tutku, para, itaat, şefkat, korku gibi.. Kelimelerin bu kadar kısa olduğu bir hayatta neden uzun cümleler kurmaya çalışıyoruz ki ? Neden küçük küçük hayallerin peşinde, minicik bir dünyada yaşamayı kendimize yediremiyoruz ? O kadar büyük müyüz sizce ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daha çok kazandıkça, daha çok şeye sahip oldukça, daha çok imrenildikçe acaba daha mı mutlu olacağız ? Yoksa büyüyen dünyamız, sorunlarımızı da büyütecek mi ? Önceleri, hangi kıyafeti giyeceğimizi düşünürken şimdi hangi milyon dolarımızı nereye yatıracağımıza karar vermek daha mı kolay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaşamın asıl gayesini ıskalıyor muyuz yoksa bir yerlere koşarken.. Ya da hayallerimiz ve olmak istediklerimiz tam da bu gaye mi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiç gerçekle, rüyayı birbirine karıştırıp, hangisine inanacağınızı şaşırdınız mı ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tüm bu soru işaretleri, çengelleriyle, noktalarıyla tam karşında duran bu soru işaretleri, seni de rahatsız etmiyor mu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilemiyorum dostum, neyi bildiğimi, neyi bilmediğimi bilemiyorum ve akışına bırakıyorum, bir yerde denize akacağız nasıl olsa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-116976875151621803?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116976875151621803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116976875151621803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116976875151621803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116976875151621803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/01/soru-iaretleri.html' title='Soru İşaretleri'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116873249823585819</id><published>2007-01-14T00:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:57:21.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>International Gang / Uluslararası Çete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/709659/gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/320/368/gang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geçenlerde bilgisayarımda gezinirken bu fotoğrafa rastladım, paylaşmak istedim. Hayır, şurdaki asabiyete, ciddiyete bakar mısın? Ingiltere 2005 yazı..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-116873249823585819?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116873249823585819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116873249823585819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116873249823585819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116873249823585819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/01/international-gang-uluslararas-ete.html' title='International Gang / Uluslararası Çete'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116873127572724270</id><published>2007-01-14T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:57:37.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adamın biri..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/41155/leaving-home-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/320/885193/leaving-home-l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elinde tuttuklarını bıraktı adam, şimdi iki eli de boştu. Aşağıya doğru salınan kolları sanki yirmi yaşında genç bir adama değil de artık son demlerini yaşayan birine ait gibiydi. Öylesine yorgun, öylesine boşvermişti kolları...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elinde tuttuklarını bıraktı adam, içinde ne olduğu önemli değildi, kırılır mıydı umrunda değildi.. çünkü elinde tuttuklarını bıraktı adam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dönüp bakmadı, üstüne basmadı, haykırmadı, tükürmedi, çılgınca küfür etmedi, sigarasını söndürmedi, su dökmedi, sadece elinde tuttuklarını bıraktı adam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son bir bakış atmaya bile gerek duymadı, kimseye son bir selam yollamaya, kırdığı hiç bir kalbi düzeltmeye niyeti yoktu adamın, verdiği sözlerin hepsine bir çizgi çekti, yaptığı planları unuttu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sokağa çıktı, kapıyı kapatmaya bile ihtiyaç duymadı adam, önünü arkasını düşünmedi, sokağa çıktı adam. Gözlerinin ta içine bakanlara aldırmadı, sıfatını soranları sallamadı, yürüdü adam, nereye gittiğini düşünmedi, çünkü elinde tuttuklarını bıraktı adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonra birden geri döndü, kapatmadığı o kapıdan içeri girdi adam, bıraktıklarına baktı, bir bir öptü hepsini, kırılanları yeniden birleştirdi, dağılanları topladı, kirlenenleri temizledi ve anladı..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elinde tuttukları herşeyiydi adamın..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-116873127572724270?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116873127572724270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116873127572724270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116873127572724270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116873127572724270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2007/01/adamn-biri.html' title='Adamın biri..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116482205441499089</id><published>2006-11-29T18:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:40:54.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is 107 ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/1600/741751/number_107.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1691/2094/320/207250/number_107.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magic of Numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107 is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atomic_number" title="Atomic number"&gt;atomic number&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bohrium" title="Bohrium"&gt;bohrium&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The emergency telephone number in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argentina" title="Argentina"&gt;Argentina&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cape_Town" title="Cape Town"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The registry number of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NASA" title="NASA"&gt;NASA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/STS-107" title="STS-107"&gt;STS-107&lt;/a&gt;, whose crew died upon Earth re-entry in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003" title="2003"&gt;2003&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The year &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/107" title="107"&gt;AD 107&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/107_BC" title="107 BC"&gt;107 BC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The name of a car, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peugeot_107" title="Peugeot 107"&gt;Peugeot 107&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The section in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PGE_Park" title="PGE Park"&gt;PGE Park&lt;/a&gt; where the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timbers_Army" title="Timbers Army"&gt;Timbers Army&lt;/a&gt; stands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But more importantly it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my score in TOEFL (IBT)&lt;/span&gt; . Eventually, the scores of TOEFL (IBT) which i attended on 3rd of November 2006 were announced, and i scored 107 out out 120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to apply for master degrees in Sweden, and thank God, this score is more than enough for me. Most universities require not more than 80 points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i have passed another bridge on the way to a better life and i'm feeling soooo happy to get the result of a hard and a long-term study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-116482205441499089?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116482205441499089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116482205441499089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116482205441499089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116482205441499089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-107.html' title='What is 107 ?'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116481771747082493</id><published>2006-11-29T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:32:46.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kavuşmak Hayal Oldu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finlandiya 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forssa'dan Turku'ya giderken, yolda bir an efkarlanıp söylediğimiz şarkının videosu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LkC2fuuwlFk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LkC2fuuwlFk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="600"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/20789604-116481771747082493?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116481771747082493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116481771747082493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116481771747082493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116481771747082493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/11/kavumak-hayal-oldu.html' title='Kavuşmak Hayal Oldu'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116215539891649926</id><published>2006-10-29T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:56:38.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol -  Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/live-acoustic-park-ave.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/live-acoustic-park-ave.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This song takes you out to some other universe which never exists .. &lt;a href="http://www.star94.com/dynamic/audio/Snow%20Patrol%20-%20Chasing%20Cars.mp3"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to download the song or read the lyrics of the song. This song is in the TOP 20 chart of MTV-USA now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-116215539891649926?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116215539891649926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116215539891649926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116215539891649926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116215539891649926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/10/snow-patrol-chasing-cars_116215539891649926.html' title='Snow Patrol -  Chasing Cars'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-116077333783899147</id><published>2006-10-13T22:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:51:10.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Susam Sokağı</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nam-ı diğer Sesame Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Her ne kadar 80'li yıllarda çıkmış olsa da ( tam&lt;font&gt; tarih : 16.06.1986 ) , yirmili yaşların hemen&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/sesame_street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/sesame_street.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt; başındaki insanlar bile onu hatırlar, neden bahsettiğimi biliyorsunuz, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susam Sokağı !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gün güneşli,&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; insanlar neşeli,&lt;br /&gt;Sen de katıl bize, verelim elele,&lt;br /&gt;Sev dünyayı,&lt;br /&gt;Açılır her&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; kapı,&lt;br /&gt;İşte susam sokağı&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Bu sözlerle başlardı favori programımız, içinizden mırıldanır gibisiniz, evet evet çekinmeyin. Onu herkes severdi ! Utanmaya luzüm yok, Edi, Büdü, Kurabiye Canavarı, Minik Kuş.. Bi saniye ! Biri Minik Kuş mu  dedi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Altınıza ilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; .ıçtığınız an !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/TV_sesame_street_natalie_portman_and_big_bird_at_Hooper%27s_Store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/TV_sesame_street_natalie_portman_and_big_bird_at_Hooper%27s_Store.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Soruyorum sizlere dostlar, solda görmüş olduğunuz yaratık, 2 metreyi aşan boyu, Türk versiyonundaki o ince feminen sesi ve salaklıklarıyla sizc&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;e de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;korkunç değil mi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Düşünün gece uyuyorsunuz ve ipince, piskopat bir ses sizi&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; uyandırmaya çalışıyor, gözlerinizi hafifçe açarken karşınızda onu görüyorsunuz... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minik Kuuuuşşş !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasıl bir boyut anlayışına göre minik olduğu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/horoz_susam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/horoz_susam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; tartışıladursun, 80'li yıllarda çocuk olan bir çok&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; yetişkinin hala altına etmesine sebep açmıştır, bu yaratık. Bu arada belirtmeden geçemeyeceğim, orijinal versiyonunda sarı renkli olan ve "big bird" yani "bü&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;yük kuş" ismiyle geçen bu zebani yaratık, Türkçe'ye hangi mantıkla, "minik kuş" olarak çevrilmiştir, anlamak mümkün değil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Açıkcası ben hala bu yaratığı sokakta görsem, vallaha da billaha da tırsarım... Ama bakınız bir Edi'ye, bir Büdü'ye, herhangi bir devlet dairesinde karşılaşabileceğiniz, sizden bizden,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; zat-ı muhterem şahıslar&lt;/span&gt;, bu insanlara destek verilsin, eyvallah, lakin bu minik kuştan ben şikayetçiyim arkadaşlar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/Bigbirdpuppet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/Bigbirdpuppet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Bu arada Minik Kuş'un olayı da &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;'dan öğrendiğimiz kadarıyla şöyle gerçekleştiriliyormuş. Tercihen, uzun boylu bir dayımız, gagayı da koluyla uzanarak canlandırıyor, ve böylece &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azman görüntümüz&lt;/span&gt; tamamlanıyor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son olarak cümlelerimi " Minik Kuş, Allah belanı versin! " diye sonlandırırken, aşağıdaki linkten Susam Sokağı'nın TRT'deki jeneriğini izleyebileceğinizi belirtir, gözlerinizden öperim.. Susam Sokağı'na dair kafanızdan geçen birşeyler varsa lütfen yorumlara ekleyiniz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susam Sokağı Jenerik : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CkGl9QXgIcU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CkGl9QXgIcU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT: Nasıl da koşuyor sıpalar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/20789604-116077333783899147?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/116077333783899147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=116077333783899147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116077333783899147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/116077333783899147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/10/susam-soka.html' title='Susam Sokağı'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115910467403204953</id><published>2006-09-24T15:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T15:26:51.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pazar Mesaisi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oruçken vakit nasıl geçer ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goki_kamera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goki_kamera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evet, Bugün &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dünya işsizlerinin&lt;/span&gt; benimle gurur duyacağı bir gün. Neden mi ? İşte nedenini sağdaki resim anlatıyor sanırım..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Malzemeler :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- İşi gücü olmasına rağmen böyle saçma sapan şeylerle uğraşacak bir insan, mümkünse çatlak bir bilgisayar mühendisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yıllardır kullanılmayan bozuk bir webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Alet kutusu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bolca vakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Üzerine kalemle bıyık çizilmiş bir ilkokul vesikalığı.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goki_kamera2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goki_kamera2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hazırlanışı:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Tornavida ve her&lt;font&gt; türlü ıvır zıvır yardımıyla webcam'i söküp, içini bir çocuk haşereliğiyle p&lt;font&gt;arçalayın..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Daha sonra kameranın chipsetinin ne kadar ilginç olduğunu görüp şaşırın.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kameranın içini tamamen boşalttıktan sonra, kurbanlık koyunun içini boşaltmışcasına bir kötü adam kahkahası atın. ( Yavaştan da acıktım ha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vesikalık fotoğrafınızı ( üzerine bıyık çizilmiş, ilkokul fotoğrafı tercih sebebidir ) eskiden kameranın lensinin bulunduğu yere arkadan bantlayın.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Son olarak tüm bu curcunadan kurtulmak için, gereksiz herşeyi çöpe atı&lt;font&gt;n ve kameranın vidalarını sıkın.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sonuç :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goki_kamera3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goki_kamera3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/20789604-115910467403204953?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115910467403204953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115910467403204953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115910467403204953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115910467403204953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/pazar-mesaisi.html' title='Pazar Mesaisi'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115909852783122873</id><published>2006-09-24T13:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:48:47.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Güncel Haberler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ClipArt-Newspaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/ClipArt-Newspaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitenin soldaki butonlarını da sonunda &lt;a href="http://www.tdk.gov.tr/"&gt;Türkçe&lt;/a&gt;'ye çevirdim, tarihler de artık Türkçe. Yaşasın güzel dilimiz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarın okul başlıyor, &lt;a href="http://www.cankaya.edu.tr"&gt;Çankaya Üniversitesi&lt;/a&gt;'nde son senem ve &lt;a href="http://www.hamk.fi"&gt;Finlandiya&lt;/a&gt;'da yaptığımız proje sayıldığı için, bir daha bitirme projesi yapmayacağım. 4 tane dersim var, rahat bir dönem olacak gibi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;İş hayatı da tüm hızıyla devam ediyor, ama artık &lt;a href="http://www.dlink.com"&gt;işe&lt;/a&gt;  haftada 2-3 gün öğleden sonra gideceğim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yıllardır üşendiğim &lt;a href="http://www.aegee.metu.edu.tr/"&gt;AEGEE&lt;/a&gt;'ye üye olmayı olayı da gerçekleşti, artık ODTÜ'ye AEGEE kimlik kartımla - arabayla dahi - rahatça girebileceğim, tüm ömrüm boyunca en çok istediğim şey buydu (!).. Hayatımda sanırım 2 kere gittim ODTÜ'ye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazır &lt;a href="http://www.opel.com.tr"&gt;araba&lt;/a&gt; demişken, arabanın da lastiklerini değiştirdim sonunda, Lassa Impetus 2 taktırdık 4 tane, yalnız bu Lassa'nın Yol Yardım olayı var 1 sene ve oldukça hoş birşey. Arabanız Türkiye'nin neresinde arızalanırsa, arızalansın gelip en yakın tamirciye ÜCRETSİZ götürüyorlar, sorun ne olursa olsun. 2 yıl da garantisi var ha, Ulus'ta Durkutlar Ticaret, lastikte bir NUMARA ! Hüseyin Usta garantisi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dün &lt;a href="http://www.mcanga.com"&gt;Maho&lt;/a&gt;'nun doğumgünüydü, artık o da 21 yaşına girdi, mutlu yıllar Maho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugün, &lt;a href="http://www.diyanet.gov.tr"&gt;Ramazanın&lt;/a&gt; ilk günü, ilk oruç, ilk açlık, ilk susuzluk ve yemeğe kavuşmanın vereceği o ilk çılgın an ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarın, Öbür gün, ve öbür haftalar.. Hepinize ve hepimize mutluluk getirsin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115909852783122873?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115909852783122873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115909852783122873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115909852783122873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115909852783122873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/gncel-haberler.html' title='Güncel Haberler'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115831098393216379</id><published>2006-09-15T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T11:03:03.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinoplu Teyze ve Hortum</title><content type='html'>Canımm benim, anlat neler oldu teyzem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gvQA-8zN_M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gvQA-8zN_M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/20789604-115831098393216379?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115831098393216379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115831098393216379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115831098393216379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115831098393216379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/sinoplu-teyze-ve-hortum.html' title='Sinoplu Teyze ve Hortum'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115766864673338965</id><published>2006-09-08T00:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:37:26.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kağıt ve Kalem</title><content type='html'>Kalem dedi, kalem düşüncelerin ta kendisi... Hepsi ondan çıkmıyor mu ? Kalemle, kağıdın teması değil miydi yüzyıllardır insanları kendine bağlayan fikirleri bulan, onları öldüren, kimilerini yaşatan. Bir karalama, bir imza, bir nokta ve bazen bir kalemin kırılmasıydı insanların hayatlarını değiştiren. Bir mektupta gizliydi tüm aşk hikayeleri ve yine kalemle kağıdın dansı anlatırdı herşeyi. Keramet kalemde miydi yoksa kağıtta mıydı? Kağıt hep boş beklerdi, kalem olmasa duygularını dökemezdi belki de. Ama kalem bazen duvarlarda, bazen sıralarda bazense kirli bir araba camında ortaya çıkardı. Bazen buruştururlardı kağıdı, bir kenara atarlar, kalemle kağıdın dansı yarım kalırdı. Kimi zaman alalacele dans ederlerdi, yaz yağmuruyla toprağın dansı gibiydi bu, çabuk, içten ve derinden...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/pencil.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/pencil.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bazen saatlerce öylece bakarlardı birbirlerine, çok kere dansa kaldıramazdı kağıdı kalem, utanırdı ve belki de sıkılırdı içini ona dökmekten. Dans etmek sadece iki bedenin öylece sallanması değildi, farklı hayatların, farklı insanların bir amaç uğruna bir araya gelmesiydi belki de. İkisinin amacı da kendilerini ifade etmekti. Yalnız kağıt hala üzülüyordu. En son bir çocuk üzerine bir ağaç çizmişti, sonra başka bir çocuk geldi ağacın dallarını çizdi ve başka bir çocuk dallarına adamlar astı, sonra bir çocuk daha bir çocuk daha ... En sonunda cesetler, tanklar, ölmüş çocuklar, kırık dallarla kaplı bir kağıt kaldı masada. Haykırmak istedi, haykıramadı, sesi yoktu, beyaz bir derinlikti sadece o.. Kalemsiz ifade edemezdi kendini..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hayır, hayır dedi, düşündüklerim bunlar değil.. Hepsi o kalemin suçu diye geçirdi içinden. Kalem oralı bile olmadı, artık alışmıştı bunlara. Geçenlerde bir katilin robot resmini çizmişti, sık sakalları , kocaman kara gözleriyle, ince dudakları ve geniş burnuyla bu adamı tanımıştı kalem. Alnının ortasında bir kurşun yarasıyla çizmek isterdim onu diye geçirdi içinden.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silgi, ben de bu hikayeye dahil olmak istiyorum dercesine bir köşede bekliyordu, benim işim yok etmek değil, hataları düzeltmek, kalemin yaptığı yanlışları ancak ben düzeltebilirim diyordu. Kağıt onu dinlemedi. Ses çıkarmadan anlaşıyorlardı sanki. Belli ki kağıt, silginin geçen onu tahriş etmesine hala kızıyordu. Silgi, hatasını kabullenmişti. Tüm hırsıyla hataları düzeltmeye çalışırken, yeni hatalar yapmak sadece insanlara mahsus değil dedi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yazar şimdi sinirlenmişti, bunları bana mı anlatıyorsunuz dercesine aldı kağıdı eline. Işığa doğru tuttu, kağıdın sahte olup olmadığını mı anlamaya çalışıyorsun dercesine baktı kalem. Yazar, kalemtıraşa uzandı, senin çenen gittikçe uzuyor biraz kırpalım dedi. Kalem sonun yaklaştığını biliyor gibiydi, gün geçtikçe kısalacak, kısalacak ve bir gün markası dahi görünmeyecek, yazar denen o adam onu çöpe atacaktı. Biliyordu, kaç arkadaşı daha markaları bile okunurken gitmişti kalem cennetine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalemtıraş, uykudan yeni uyanmıştı, ağzı leş gibi kokuyor, midesi neler yediğini belli edercesine dışarı sarkıyordu. Kırmızı, yeşil, mavi kalem artıklarını gizleyemedi mahcup gözlerle, yine dedi fazla kaçırmışım.. Bir hışımla kemirmeye başladı kalemi, yanlardan alayım, üstler kalsın çok pis karizma olacaksın diye espri yaptı, kimse gülmemişti. Hani berbere her gittiğinizde, berber sizden bir canavar çıkarmayı başarır ya öyle oldu, kalem hiçbirşeye benzememişti. Neyse en azından hala yazabiliyorum diye teselli etti kendini.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yazar, kalemi eline aldı, ona bakıyordu. Büyük iki gözlük camının arkasında, yeşil kısık gözler ve ince uzun kaşlar onu inceliyordu şimdi. Sen dedi kalem, çağları kapatıp, çağları açan, insanları peşinden sürükleyen sen dedi, sadece esirimsin. Ben olmasam sen sadece bir odun parçasısın dedi, hiddetle. Sonra bir çat sesi duyuldu, bir çat daha ve ardından son bir çat daha. Herşey bir anda oluvermişti, kalemtıraş sadece gülümsedi, kağıtsa eski bir dostunu kaybetmiş gibi donuk donuk bakıyordu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Şimdi kalem dört beş parçaydı ve çöplüğün en karanlık, en pis yerinde korkuyor, kolunu, bacağını, ellerini arıyordu... Yazar onu kırmasaydı, bizi sen kullanıyorsun ya seni kim kullanıyor ? Basit bir kuklamısın, yoksa basit bir kuklacı mı ? diye soracaktı..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yavaş yavaş akşam oldu, zaten hiç bir zaman aniden akşam olmazdı, yazar kafasını kağıda yaslamış uyurken buldu kendini. Uyanır uyanmaz kaleme baktı, hepsi yerli yerindeydi. Usulca yaklaştı kaleme ve basit bir kuklayım ama iplerim de benim elimde dedi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Gökhan Doğan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115766864673338965?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115766864673338965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115766864673338965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115766864673338965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115766864673338965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/kat-ve-kalem.html' title='Kağıt ve Kalem'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115766768262437268</id><published>2006-09-08T00:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:21:22.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Özgürlüğün Resmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/spring_bird_tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/spring_bird_tree.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Babası İspanya'nın en ağır siyasi cezalarının verildiği bir hapishanede mahkumdu küçük kızın. Fırsat bulduğu her hafta sonu babasını ziyaret için annesiyle birlikte hapishaneye giderdi. Yine bir ziyarete giderken babası için çizdiği resmi yanında götürdü ancak hapishane kurallarına göre özgürlüğü çağrıştıran her türlü şeyin mahkumlara verilmesi yasaktı.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu sebeple kağıda çizdiği kuş resmini kabul etmemişler ve oracıkta yırtmışlardı...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Çok üzülmüştü küçük kız. Babasına söyledi bunu, o da "üzülme kızım, yine çizersin; bu sefer çizdiklerine dikkat edersin olur mu?" dedi. Küçük kız diğer ziyaretinde babasına yeni bir resim çizip götürdü.  Bu sefer kuş yerine bir ağaç ve üzerine siyah minik benekler çizmişti. Babası keyifle resme baktı ve sordu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm! Ne güzel bir ağaç bu! Üzerindeki benekler ne? Portakal mı?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Küçük kız babasına eğilerek, sessizce şöyle dedi :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hşşşşt! O benekler ağacın içinde saklanan kuşların gözleri!..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115766768262437268?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115766768262437268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115766768262437268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115766768262437268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115766768262437268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/zgrln-resmi.html' title='Özgürlüğün Resmi'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115757163444043805</id><published>2006-09-06T21:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:18:02.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Çelik Çomak Oynamak</title><content type='html'>Güneşli güzel bir gündü. Tren rayının kenarında üç beş çocuk, çelik çomak oynuyordu. İçlerinden en çelimsiz olanı Mehmet idi. Burada günler böyle geçerdi, tren yolu halkı derlerdi onlara. Babaları bu tren yolunun yapımında çalışıyordu. Sabahın erken saatlerinden, akşama kadar çekiç vuruyorlardı demir raylara. Onlarsa burda beş on haneli bir çadır kampında yaşıyorlardı. Çoğunun adı ahmet ile mehmet ti. Bir kaç Ali, çok az da sosyetik isme sahip çocuk vardı burada. Ama hepsi çelik çomak oynarlardı...  Zaman zaman da rayların üstünde arka arkaya dizilir, tren taklidi yaparlardı ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/train.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Babaları tren yolunun hem bitmesini hem de bitmemesini istiyordu. Eğer tren yolu biterse, bölge halkı için çok iyi olacaktı. Mallarını daha rahat satabilecekler, kasabadan şehre ulaşım daha rahat olacaktı. Ama tren yolu biterse, Mehmet'in babası da diğerleri gibi işsiz kalacaktı...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu durum onları hiç yavaşlatmadı.  Canlarını dişlerine katarak çalışırlardı. Onların da adları pek farklı değildi. Bolca Ahmet, Mehmet, biraz Ali, az biraz da Hüseyin vardı aralarında. Ama birbirlerine "gardaş" diye hitap ederlerdi. Bizim ufak Mehmet ilk "gardaş" dediğinde, burnundan soluyordu. Altı yaşında bir çocuk, diğer bir çocuğun yakasından tutmuş, öfkeli gözlerle, gardaş diyordu bu raylardan tren geçecek, sen niye taş koyuyorsun oraya ... Mehmet rayları öylesine sahiplenmişti ki, bazen annesinden bir bez alır sağını solunu silerdi. Sümüklü bir çocuktu o, sabah akşam pijamalarıyla sokakta gezer, annesi arkasından koşturup zorla ekmek arası birşeyler yedirirdi. Peynirden çok hoşlanırdı, yanında domates varsa ziyafet, üzerine bir de kola içerse cennet olurdu onun için..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bir gün Mehmet'in babası eve çok üzgün döndü. Küçük bir evleri vardı zaten, çadırın içinde üç çocuk, bir anne, bir de baba yaşarlardı. Babası eve geldiğinde Mehmet yine rayların oradaydı. Koşa koşa, babasının kucağına atladı. Ama babası bu sefer onun saçlarını okşayıp, aslan oğlum benim dememişti. Sessizce elinden tuttu, evlerine gittiler. Annesi yemeği hazırlamıştı. Bu akşam mönüde mercimek çorbası vardı, dün tarhana bir önceki gün de şehriye çorbası.. Tüm aile yemeklerini yerken, babası konuşmaya başladı. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmet, altı yaşında bir çocuğa göre oldukça zekiydi, tren yolunun artık bittiğini, buradan taşınmak zorunda kaldıklarını yakında bu evlerin yerine bir istasyon yapılacağını duyduğunda bunu soğukkanlılıkla karşıladı. Tüm aile elele tutuştular ve bir otobüse bindiler. Mehmet henüz okuma yazma bilmiyordu, nereye gittiklerini anlayamadı. Uzunca bir süre gittiler. Burası köyleriydi, daha önce babası onları getirmişti. Dört ayaklı, siyah, üzerinde beyaz benekleri olan büyük köpeğin, inek olduğunu, boynuzlu olanın boğa olduğunu biliyordu. Kafalarının üstünde, kırmızı parmakları bulunan, küçük iki ayaklı köpeklerin de tavuklarla, horozlar olduğunu yeni öğrenmişti. Bir de normal köpekler vardı tabii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmet o gün koşa koşa eve geldi, artık on yaşında koca bir adamdı. Babası eve gazete getirmişti, evde okuma yazma bilen bir tek Mehmet vardı o yüzden gazeteleri o okurdu. Ana haber bülteni spikeri gibi konuştukça, tüm aile onu dinlerdi. Mehmet spor sayfasını es geçti, bu sefer ana sayfadan başlayacaktı.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resimlere baktı, rayları gördü. Ah dedi bizim raylara ne kadar da çok benziyor. Ve işte kocaman da bir tren var dedi. Ama tren raylarda değildi, insanlar da içinde değildi.. Sağda solda yerde yatıyorlardı. Mehmet bunlara ölü dendiğini biliyordu, onlar yemek yemez, su içmez, gazete okumazlardı. Hep uyurlardı, ve rahatsız edilmek hiç hoşlarına gitmezdi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmet, Sakarya'nın Pamukova ilçesinde, yani eski evlerinin orda tren kazası olduğunu öğrendi ve detayları okurken iki damla gözyaşı aktı gazetenin üzerine. Alttaki magazin haberlerinden birindeki makyajlı kadının rimellerine düşmüştü gözyaşı. Resimdeki kadının rimelleri akıyordu, Mehmet'in gözyaşıyla.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmet'in babası bilmediği bir dilde bir şeyi üç kez söyledi, sonra başka bir şeyler daha fısıldadı. Mehmet raylara baktı, etrafındaki çocuklar çelik çomak oynamıyordu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmet, birşey daha öğrenmişti, ölüler çelik çomak da oynamazdı...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT : Bu hikayeyi Sakarya'nın Pamukova &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ilçesinde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Verdana,MS Sans Serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;22 Temmuz 2004 tarihinde, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Verdana,MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;41 kişinin ölümü ve 89 kişinin yaralanmasıyla sonuçlanan kazanın &lt;/b&gt;ardından yazmıştım.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/20789604-115757163444043805?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115757163444043805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115757163444043805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115757163444043805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115757163444043805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/elik-omak-oynamak.html' title='Çelik Çomak Oynamak'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115720377811493827</id><published>2006-09-02T14:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T15:30:23.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amma tembelmişim ya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur_biyik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur_biyik.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;İş, Güç, Para vs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugün farkettim ki, ben sitemi baya bir süredir ihmal etmişim. Sebepleri de şu ki, Finlandiya'dan geldikten yaklaşık bir hafta sonra, çalışmaya başladım. Özellikle ilk bir ay, o kadar sıkışıktı ki, kafamı bilgisayar ekranından kaldıramadan çalıştım. Daha sonra bana verilen projeyi bitirmemle birlikte, işler daha da hafifledi.. Sonra bir kaç gün Adana'ya &lt;a href="http://alpercelik.kimdir.com"&gt;Alper'in&lt;/a&gt; yanına kaçış, ardından Antalya semalarında geziş, derken bir bakmışım yaklaşık 2 aydır site güncellenmiyor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E artık Türkiye'de olduğumuza göre, sitemde bundan böyle Türkçe ağırlıklı yazacağım.. Zaman zaman yurtdışında edindiğim arkadaşlarım takip ettiği için İngilizce de yazmalıyım tabii. Böyle konuşup da ukalalık etmek istemiyorum, neyse öyle biri olmadığımı beni tanıyanlar biliyor zaten ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelelim günün konusuna, bugün bebişim, biricik yiğenim İlknur'un bir kaç fotosunu çektim. Sebep de &lt;a href="http://www.mcanga.com/"&gt;Mahmut'un&lt;/a&gt; bozduğu (!) kameramın tamirden gelmesiydi.. Bu resimleri zaten yazının sağında solunda görüyorsunuz, dolayısıyıla onlardan bahsetmicem..  Bahsedeceğim şey, İlknur'un sürekli saçlarımı çekmesi ! Ya, bir bebek sekiz aylık olup da nasıl bu kadar güçlü oluyor anlamıyorum, ne burun kaldı ne saç, ne sakal ! Nasıl mı bu kadar güçlü oluyor dedim ben, işte sebebi ! İzleyin ve görün bebişimi, aşağıda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1LxGfxCHR4I"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1LxGfxCHR4I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="600"&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/20789604-115720377811493827?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115720377811493827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115720377811493827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115720377811493827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115720377811493827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/09/amma-tembelmiim-ya.html' title='Amma tembelmişim ya !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115244223525742309</id><published>2006-07-09T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T16:21:10.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Ilknur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look who's talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm Ilknur, my friends call me "sweety". If this introduction is enough, let me tell you some&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur_old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur_old.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more about myself. At first, i want to reproach my uncle Gokhan for leaving me and going to Finland for 5 months. At the time he left me, i was just a very little lady, who always cries and doesn't have any idea about anything in this world. Look how i look like ! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ture is from 6 months ago.&lt;/span&gt; I'm really small, well, to say the truth, that times i wasn't able to speak English properly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in this 6 months, i have lived many things. Sometimes i was waving on the camera to my uncle online. Probably you have heard about Msn Messenger, that was the one  i was using for a video chat with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i should be talking about my hobbies, i can say, eating comes first ! Oh my, when im not hungry, i'm the happiest person on the earth. I can eat ( drink, as i don't have proper teeth ) almost anything, including; milk, juice, soup etc.. Well , i can't stop myself :) I'm nearly 10 kgs, can u believe ? I was born 4 kgs and every month, i had one kg. I must be on a diet soon, as you know it's summer time, women have this kind of problems .. Luckily i don't have cellulites, ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur_new.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, i support Galatasaray, which is the best team in Turkey. When i began to speak, the first thing i'll say, will be " Champion Galatasaray " :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to smile, play with my toys,  everybody in my family loves me sooo much but i'll never be a naughty kid. As you can see, my favourite color is pink. But i have no idea about the singer, Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i have to go back to sleeping as my uncle will come here soon and ask me for the computer. So, i have to leave you now. But i'm going to put some of my pictures here if i can do it. Well, my uncle is a computer engineer, he'll teach me one day ;) Gule guleee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur_gokhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur_gokhan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ilknur_bye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ilknur_bye.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: The blue bead  you see on the corners of pictures is called "Nazar Boncugu" and we believe that it brings luck for us and keeps us away from the other people's bad thoughts about us. Masaallah is the word, we use to keep the devil away from us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115244223525742309?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115244223525742309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115244223525742309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115244223525742309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115244223525742309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/07/miss-ilknur.html' title='Miss Ilknur'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115135536424907333</id><published>2006-06-26T22:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:56:04.273+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/finlandiya_geride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/finlandiya_geride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After 5 months in Finland, being an Erasmus student, now i'm back in my hometown Ankara. Seems like Finland still looks beautiful in the mirror of our old car, VFC-286 ( its code name and traffic plate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unpacked my bags which were full of memories, and now trying to get used to my life again. The first difference is naturally the climate, as it's sooo hot for me now. I can't even walk outside now but i like it anyway.. This is what i've been wanting to see for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be home with my family, my friends, my streets even my car which can speed, not like VFC-286 eheh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans for my summer, i want to work somewhere in the computer business and would like a holiday in the south (Alanya,Marmaris,Antalya etc..) Well, i have to admit, working hard and not being lazy, this is something i learned from Finnish people. If there's one thing i need to respect about them, that is their hard-workingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very sloppy text but forgive me this time, next time i want to write about my nephew Ilknur who is only 6 months old and loves to laugh 24 hours.. Masallah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115135536424907333?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115135536424907333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115135536424907333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115135536424907333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115135536424907333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115084669836052505</id><published>2006-06-21T01:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:39:01.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sende mi ? Bende mi ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goodbye.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben bir Haziran akşamı,&lt;br /&gt;Sen ise soğuk bir Şubat sabahı..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senle ben yanyana gelmeyecek iki zaman birimi..&lt;br /&gt;Alt alta durmayacak iki mısra, karşılaşmayacak iki eski dost,&lt;br /&gt;Ve belki de duyulamayacak bir çığlık gibiyiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysa sen fa olsan ben de mi,&lt;br /&gt;Belki bir şarkıda olsun yanyana gelirdik..&lt;br /&gt;O zaman bizi dinleyenler anlardı,&lt;br /&gt;Ayrılığın suçu sende mi bende mi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gökhan Doğan&lt;br /&gt;Forssa, Finlandiya, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-115084669836052505?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115084669836052505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115084669836052505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115084669836052505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115084669836052505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/06/sende-mi-bende-mi.html' title='Sende mi ? Bende mi ?'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-115084603984715384</id><published>2006-06-21T01:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:32:28.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving another city behind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moikka Suomi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a different day for me ... Because i'll be gone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids in Feeniks will still play, buses in the bus station will still take people to different cities, Helsingitie will still let the cars the way to Helsinki, Bar54 will still be crowded by people, students will still study at HAMK University... But i'll be gone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather will be still hot for a period of time, then it'll be "cold" again.. Foreigners will freeze and Finnish people will smile at them.. Forssa will be still Forssa but i'll be gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to the roads to Turku, Tampere or even Pori, they'll miss me .. They'll miss the craziest driver ever drove on them.. But i'll be gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i leaving Finland or am i going back home ? Time will show me the place where i feel home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that i'm sure is that, i couldn't still find, which city i belong to, and i've to try hard to find it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a summary, tomorrow i'll be leaving Forssa and going back home to Ankara, Turkey.. I'm sure this is not the last goodbye to a city and a bunch of people, but it still hurts me a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot to every single person i've met in Finland ! Moi Moi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/01/terve-suomi-hello-finland.html"&gt;My first blog from Forssa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/forssa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/forssa.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20789604-115084603984715384?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/115084603984715384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=115084603984715384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115084603984715384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/115084603984715384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/06/leaving-another-city-behind.html' title='Leaving another city behind..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114925547049487294</id><published>2006-06-02T14:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:43:17.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hameenlinna</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Trip to the east&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hameenlinna is a city which is ~56 kms far away from Forssa. I can say it's the nearest &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/hame1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;civilization around :) So sometimes it's good to visit there and see people, shopping centers, some interesting places around. All in all last week we were there, so i want to talk about Hameelinna. There will be plenty of photos here, so i'll put them in small size but when you click on them, you can see the bigger sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the first difference with my previous trips to there was &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/hame2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the " Spring ". As far as i know, my mates are living the summer in Turkey but here it's so called warm spring. There are flowers coming to life all around, and you can find all the tones of green in the streets, gardens, balconies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere looks pretty fine and getting ready for the summer which hasn't been able to visit Finland yet. I hope it's not a myth or an old story that, summer will ever be possible in Finland :) Because in Ankara, Turkey, it's like 35 degrees now and they are burning, ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we visited the place called " Joutsenlampi ", which is a really big garden ( with a small lake &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/hame3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;included) that has been presented to a princess as a present in 1883. As you can predict, there are many species of flowers, trees and nature there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were even some ducks in the small lake of the garden. But here in Finland, there are so many lakes that even people have their own lakes :D So seeing a lake is never something strange, even for me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met a small castle in that garden. There is another huge castle in Hameenlinna, but this &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/hame5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;small one was also used by the Finnish people to protect their land, it's so high that you can even see Turkey from there :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there's also another big lake over there, thousands of millions of trees. Well, i have tried to count them but after 6.747.456 something, i quitted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you the reader, never ever try to count the number of trees in Finland, it's simply uncountable !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/hame6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the top of the castle, we spent like half an hour to see the whole area, the limitless sky and the tones of green was dazzling my eyes. That was the time i realized that i was at least 60 metres high from the ground, so it was better to take care of myself. Because if i'd fall down, there wouldn't be so many things left from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i have discovered about myself is that, i love nature.. Of course i don't want to live in a forest or near the lake forever but sometimes it's good to go to countryside and see the nature. I'd like to finish this post with a very meaningful and lovely photo of me and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hame7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/hame7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114925547049487294?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114925547049487294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114925547049487294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114925547049487294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114925547049487294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/06/hameenlinna.html' title='Hameenlinna'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114925248852208793</id><published>2006-06-02T14:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:48:08.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suomi - Finland</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Turkish guy in Finland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the article i've written for the lecture " Finnish Culture and Language " which we had here at HAMK - University of Applied Sciences. It's not a very detailed and deep look at Finnish people and Finland, but i hope it gives you an idea about here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you can realize in Finland is the silence.. The silence of the people, streets,traffic and even the pets here are silent.. But it doesn't last forever, the silence replaces itself with the happiness and screams with the first drop of &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/e2c4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/e2c4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Finnish people are drunk, now it's the time to have fun ! They suddenly, turn into a very friendly and noise making people. It's not something, i'm complaining about, actually it's something i'm used to live like.. Because we, Turkish people, like to make noise, have fun and chat a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After solving this silence problem by talking too much, now i can come to some important similarities between us and them. We also take off our shoes when we enter a house ! But we don't take off our underpants, when we are in sauna :) So, sometimes it's difficult what to take off when you enter some places :) I don't want to take off my underpants, instead of my shoes when i visit some friends, hehe.. Apart from joking, i find Finnish houses, really well-designed and at good quality. They like to use small decorations all around the flat, and it doesn't matter how big your house is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, i have to mention is the quality of the jobs they do. The excellence of the workmanship can be realized almost everywhere, the windows of the flats, the cleanness of the buses, well-cared streets, well-designed gardens, everywhere shows that there are rules in this country and every citizen obeys them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to finish my article by a funny story of me and my mates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day in Forssa and we were looking around. It was so cold that, our eyebrows were even frozen. Then we realized the automated traffic lights, which manages the traffic. We don't have that kind of traffic lights in Turkey. So it was amazing to see how it automatically lights green, when the road is empty so that you don't wait when there are no other cars. Then as computer engineers, we wanted to research the algorithm of this system. How does it recognize the cars and decide about the situation of the roaD ? So, as 4 Turkish guys in Finland, we pretented to be a car, 2 people in the back and 2 people in front and made sound like a car :) One of us was the horn and the other was sounding like the engine, ehe. But we couldn't cheat the traffic light, because the road was empty but it didn't light green for us. All in all, ofcourse we didn't believe that we were going to cheat it, because it was a Finnish-made traffic light. We had fun that day, as the other 5 months we spent here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, i can say, there are strange things about Finnish people which are beyond the subject of this article but all in all i'm really happy to know them and live in Finland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The image on the right is from the &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Turkish-Finnish-Students-Organization/"&gt;yahoo group &lt;/a&gt;which i and my mates moderate, and i'm aware of the fact that the word Finish should be Finnish. But again i'm too lazy to edit it :D Sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114925248852208793?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114925248852208793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114925248852208793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114925248852208793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114925248852208793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/06/suomi-finland.html' title='Suomi - Finland'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114910976883192343</id><published>2006-05-31T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:09:28.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some Computer Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Global Hotkeys for Multimedia Playback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/winamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/winamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY: Control Winamp 5 multimedia playback, no matter what software program you are currently running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winamp 5 supports global hotkeys, allowing you to pause multimedia playback, jump to different songs, skip forward and backwards within songs, and more from no matter what application you are running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Right-click on Winamp 5's title bar, choosing "Options" then "Preferences".&lt;br /&gt;2. When the "Winamp Preferences" dialog box appears, click "Global Hotkeys" underneath "General Preferences".&lt;br /&gt;3. In the right pane, Check "Enabled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see a list of global hotkeys that will now be enabled from within any application, listed next to the actions the hotkeys perform. If these keystrokes interfere with other applications, or if you would rather assign other more easy-to-remember keystrokes, do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Click next to a hotkey action whose keystroke you want to change.&lt;br /&gt;2. In the "Hotkey" text box, type in a new keystroke combination, using CONTROL, ALT, and/or SHIFT modifiers to help make sure the keystroke will not interfere with other applications.&lt;br /&gt;3. Click the "Set" button to set the new global hotkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are done, press "Close" to close the dialog box. If you later want to disable hotkey support, perform the above steps needed to get back to the "Global Hotkeys" preferences and uncheck the "Enabled" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Converting your files to PDF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pdf files are very common and easy-to-use files for both distributing and viewing comfortability. Not everyone needs to convert their documents to PDF but if you one day need to convert your documents to PDF. Here are some tips for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-) You can use &lt;a href="http://www.pdfonline.com/"&gt;http://www.pdfonline.com/&lt;/a&gt; . It's free and easy to use. You send your file to their website with the built-in uploader, ( .doc, .ppt, .xls, .jpg etc..) and then they e-mail you the file with the PDF extension. There are no advertisements on it. They also offer a free easyPDF printer driver, which you can use locally in your computer to convert your files, but that way you will find a small advertisement of them, in the corner of your files..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-) PDF Creator: This small application which is distributed freely converts your files to PDF easily. You can find it at &lt;a href="http://sourceforge.net/projects/pdfcreator/"&gt;http://sourceforge.net/projects/pdfcreator/&lt;/a&gt; . You should download the PDFCreator-0_9_1_AFPLGhostscript_32bit.msi for Windows. Since it's very easy to use, i won't show any screens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two ways are yet enough for your PDFs, for viewing them you can always use Adobe Acrobat Reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Configuring your computer's fan speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/speedfan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/speedfan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, fans are used to lower the temperature of your computer as it rises while it's processing. But sometimes they are annoying and making noise. Those times, if you want to know the temperature of your cpu or even your HDD, i have an advice for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.almico.com/speedfan.php"&gt;Speedfan&lt;/a&gt; is free software that that monitors fan speeds and temperatures in computers witha known monitoring chip. Its main feature is that it can control the speed of the fansaccording to the temperatures inside your pc, thus reducing noise and power consumption.SpeedFan can also access S.M.A.R.T. HD data and temperatures (if available).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114910976883192343?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114910976883192343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114910976883192343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114910976883192343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114910976883192343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/05/tech-tips.html' title='Tech Tips'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114727291133559443</id><published>2006-05-10T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:55:11.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Turk</title><content type='html'>I have translated an essay written by a famous Turkish writer, Ahmet Altan. It's about being a Turk, and he has really great observations about us. If you really want to have some idea about being a Turk, i recommend you to go on reading.. This is my first translation experiment, so please forgive me for my mistakes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being a Turk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/art-picasso-turkish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/art-picasso-turkish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's most dangerous entertainment is being a Turk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, even the life itself is amazed about life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life is a bungee-jumping of 65 million people. We, millions of people fall down to the ground fastly.. Just at the moment to hit the ground, a power who we never know, pulls the rope which we swing and we jump above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rape our sultan, execute our prime minister, put our general staff in the prison, send our young people to execution tripods, then write the best love poems in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always complain about our stupidness, then we defraud the IMF who is the most clever in the world. They don't even understand, how we get the money from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're bored of our stupidness, we praise our inteligence and for thousand years, we sleep on the roofs and fall down from there to death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains, the only human being who can drown in a busy street, in the world's biggest city is a Turk. But the world's first man who attached himself wings and flew was also a Turk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We declare the government as holy, but then we try to cheat the government. We say, " Villagers are our master, then we beat them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turks are the one and only nation who achieved to establish a country which is not recognized by any other country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say " Peace in the world, peace in the universe" but all of our neighbours are also our enemies ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very difficult to find a country whose national pride is this valuable but national currency is this invaluable. Those are the Turks, who always deceive each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the Turks, who donate one of the two blankets they own, to the victims of a big earthquake, and come together all the nation, when there's a disaster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Turks can be the third team in the World Cup after not even being able to qualify for 48 years.. Those are still Turks, who are beaten by the most unrelated countries in their national sports Wrestling, and injure themselves in wrestling competitions with American wrestlers, who have no idea of wrestling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to say our decision in every subject but we don't believe in any of them.. We don't have any philosopher, but we have a philosophy of life, which noone knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous assassin in the world who shot the Pope is a Turk. Also he's the most stupid assassin who shot him in the eyes of thousands of people and caught easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only country in the world, which murderers are national heros but poets are traitors, is Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always get suspicious of muslims, but we never employ someone in the government who is&lt;br /&gt;not muslim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We applause all the revolutions done by the army, and vote for the ones who the revolutioners were against, even in the very next elections.. Those are the Turks, who lost nearly 5 million squarekilometers in only one agreement and still thinks that it is the most efficient agreement ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are Turks who bomb their own ship for seven hours in a war. Those are also the Turks, who doesn't leave their broken airplane till the last time and dies, not to hurt someone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are Turks, who are always suspicious of foreigners but still tries to join every foreign community.. Only Turks believe that, all those communities' rules were prepared to seperate Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our parliement is not able to make the laws, which will let us join the E.U years ago.. But makes laws in one night, which would be done in ten years in any other country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here is like 60 million people's trapeze activity who have never tried it before.. All the world waits for us to fall down with bewilderment in their eyes but we don't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Turks. We either dance or cry. Being a Turk is the most dangerous entertainment on the earth. And we have fun with fear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmet Altan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish - English translation by Gokhan Dogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original version in Turkish [Turkce] :  &lt;a href="http://www.gazetem.net/aaltanyazi.asp?yaziid=33"&gt;http://www.gazetem.net/aaltanyazi.asp?yaziid=33 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114727291133559443?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114727291133559443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114727291133559443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114727291133559443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114727291133559443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/05/being-turk.html' title='Being a Turk'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114712110052923948</id><published>2006-05-08T22:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:46:39.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Balkon Sefasi ( Fun in Balcony )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunshine in Forssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/balkon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/balkon1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nowadays, the weather is really great. It's unbelievable for me, but it's over 20 degrees averagely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was like 24 degrees, and more interesting is that it was " + " plus 24 degrees :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we were in our favourite place in Forssa, the place where i call " the Lake " and some friends call it " pond ".. It's still the Lake for me.. We had sunbathing there.. Lying on the grass for hours.. Chatting and doing nothing.. It was a day off for us today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/balkon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/balkon2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sooo we decided to sit in the balcony and play some video games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last favourite game is Fifa 2006 World Cup, actually Maho is playing it crazily.. All the day, i see his back and the monitor, playing Fifa2006WC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Ercan joined us in the balcony, which you can see the pictures below :D It's like i have to prove everything i said, by a photo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it was the time for the sun to go his home. Waving for us ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/balkon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/balkon3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/balkon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/balkon4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114712110052923948?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114712110052923948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114712110052923948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114712110052923948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114712110052923948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/05/balkon-sefasi-fun-in-balcony.html' title='Balkon Sefasi ( Fun in Balcony )'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114626548545046690</id><published>2006-04-29T00:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:04:45.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Forssa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey, nobody will believe but it's hot here now ! Even, i'm wearing shorts and t-shirts outside ! It's almost 13° C, but you feel hotter than  actually it's .. It must be because of the climate  or the sun rays , they are all different from Turkey..  The weather is great now,  and i hope  it'll last like this, till i  go back to my country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/park1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/park1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/park2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/park2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, i can see that people are going out and walking in the streets. Until this time, it was very difficult to see people outside, but now it's like everyone is full of energy. But, it's still boring to live in Forssa, nothing to do, noone to talk.. I've already missed "my" Ankara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's something i've chosen and i like the way i'm living.. I'll try to upload some more pictures from spring scenes in Forssa, but first i have to take those pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Spring,,&lt;br /&gt;PS: When it's sunny, i'm funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114626548545046690?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114626548545046690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114626548545046690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114626548545046690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114626548545046690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-in-forssa.html' title='Spring in Forssa'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114626479621561807</id><published>2006-04-29T00:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:53:16.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Our latest song..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Fucking Life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here comes a new song by me and my mate Alper, i tried to add subtitles to the video for you to be comfortable with the lyrics.. I was a little bit lazy to add all the lyrics, but they are the same as the first part, so you won't have problem in understanding them :D Also, this was my first time adding subtitles to an avi file, i hope you like the song.. It was written, played and sang in 15 minutes, also the video clip is the first time we tried, no practise or nothing :D Everything is done in 20 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eO0KXCessN8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eO0KXCessN8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&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/20789604-114626479621561807?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114626479621561807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114626479621561807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114626479621561807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114626479621561807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-latest-song.html' title='Our latest song..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114599716881643194</id><published>2006-04-25T22:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:00:38.493+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About my hometown : Ankara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coursely, first of all, i missed my family and friends.. Besides them, there are the things which came to my mind now, the order / items can change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 10pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/park.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- My mom's meals ( even vegetables, no more kebab please )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- My Car ( Driving in Ankara streets with mates )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Weather ( Hopefully, it's warm nowadays )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- My big headphones ( And watching movies with it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- My bed ( Oh, so comfortable, i have backpain here.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- The friendliness of Turkish people ( The smile in faces )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i thought, i found out that there are not so many things i missed about Turkey. Because i took myself and my memories with me, keeping in my mind. I don't like living in past, because it's past, i'm working for future, the future of me and my country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I live the absence from home but not the absence from me and myself.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114599716881643194?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114599716881643194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114599716881643194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114599716881643194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114599716881643194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-i-missed.html' title='Things i missed'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114564515693390038</id><published>2006-04-21T20:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:45:56.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A village of 100 people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Population : 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100 people, with all the existing human ratios remaining the same, it would look something like the following.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/world_people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/world_people.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There would be:   57 Asians , 21 Europeans, 14 from the Western Hemisphere both north and south, 8 Africans , 52 would be female, 48 would be male, 70 would be non-white, 30 would be white, 70 would be non-Christian, 30 would be Christian, 89 would be heterosexual, 11 would be homosexual, 6 people would possess 59% of the entire world's wealth and all 6 would be from the United States. 80 would live in substandard housing, 70 would be unable to read, 50 would suffer from malnutrition, 1 would be near death; 1 would be near birth, 1 (yes, only 1) would have a college education and 1 would own a computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When one considers our world from such a compressed perspective, the need for both acceptance, understanding and education becomes glaringly apparent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The following is also something to ponder... If you woke up this morning with more health than illness... you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ... you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you can attend a church or mosque meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or wrath... you are more blessed than three billion people in the world, about 60% of the world population.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep... you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace... you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married... you are very rare, even in the United States and Canada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful... you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you can read this message, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We're a fortunate group of people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" &gt;AND THERE IS MUCH TO BE DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;    &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114564515693390038?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114564515693390038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114564515693390038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114564515693390038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114564515693390038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/village-of-100-people.html' title='A village of 100 people'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114512928953822522</id><published>2006-04-15T21:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:28:10.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.extropia.com/tutorials/misc/opensourcebiz.html"&gt;What is open source business model ?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.freehitmp3.com/mp3.downloading.php?id=852"&gt;Nato - Chorjavon&lt;/a&gt; ( Look at the top of the page :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2Txf6V3zhU"&gt;Tarkan - Kil Oldum ( his first video clip  )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Play :&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.teagames.com/games/bmxstar/play.php"&gt;Bmx Star Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't visit :&lt;/span&gt; Forssa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114512928953822522?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114512928953822522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114512928953822522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114512928953822522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114512928953822522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-stuff.html' title='Some Stuff'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114505567940183374</id><published>2006-04-14T23:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:08:31.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti SnowMan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/snowman_before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/snowman_before.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Killing in the name of Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello again from the country of winter, which is something we simply " HATE " . We, the anti SnowMan has decided to execute the snowman which has been standing in front of our building, since the first day, we came to Forssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been planning to torture him, before he dies, so we came with a plan to kick his ass ! First we started with punchs and kicks, and lastly we throwed him away and watched him, breaking to pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo on the right, shows the happy old days, when he was alive, and snow was something funny for us, as it was only the second day we came here. All the love stories begin like this.. First, you think it will last forever.. But then, when you s&lt;font&gt;ee him everytime, it gets boring.. you want to kill your opponent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/snowman_after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/snowman_after.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the last moment of the snowman, as he gave the last breath of him, to the cold weather of Forssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we opened the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spring season&lt;/span&gt;. We hope that, we won't see anymore snows or snowmen around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, folks ! Snowman died ! Now it's time for spring. You can check out the death of snowman below in the video. ( Please be patient, as it loads and dont forget to click the play button :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Rm-9y4YKWw"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Rm-9y4YKWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="600"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114505567940183374?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114505567940183374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114505567940183374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114505567940183374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114505567940183374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/anti-snowman.html' title='Anti SnowMan'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114400568363518866</id><published>2006-04-02T21:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:21:23.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkish Barber Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cross-Eyed Barber, Alper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/alper_berber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/alper_berber.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started, when i learned that there's a Turkish barber, next to my flat, who cuts hair for free ! That was the time i decided to have my hair cut by him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could i know that he was a cross-eyed barber..  Also it was the first time, he was cutting someone's hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the right is my barber, Alper, he is also my " stylist " :) You can't tell him, how you want your hair to be, he always has only one way to cut your hair, so it's meaningles to tell him something about what you wish. He will always cut it in his way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/wanted_goko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/wanted_goko.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, on the left.. This picture was taken before i had my hair cut.. I'm happy, healthy, and even having the desire to live forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, joking apart, he is a real talented barber. I dont remember how many times he cut my hair when we were in England together.. And all of us ( Turkish students in Forssa ) have our hair cut by him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it is that, we pay NOTHING ! : ) But if you want, he says it's 5 euro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can the results, above.. And decide if he's talented or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goko_sac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goko_sac.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114400568363518866?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114400568363518866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114400568363518866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114400568363518866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114400568363518866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/04/turkish-barber-shop_02.html' title='Turkish Barber Shop'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114367155141913564</id><published>2006-03-29T23:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:32:32.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cottage in the Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/cottage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Away from home again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the middle of nowhere, this is where wild animals are surrounding you and there is no water. This is Tammela..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it was a little bit science-fictional begining, it wasn't that bad. But it's one of the most common things which Finnish people do, when they want to spend time with friends. They go to forest, rent a cottage, and do NOTHING :) the whole day.. Hehe, well there are something they do, which i will try to describe you by some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what you can do in a forest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1 : Play Soccer on Ice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play soccer on a frozen lake. The snow may be as high as your knees but it's not a problem, you can still go on.. It's really funny, try it for once or twice.. maybe more :) You can also try frisbee, it's also one very enjoyable thing for Finnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2 : Go to sauna then to the lake &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one very common thing in Finland. First they go to sauna ( really hot place ) , then get off there and run to the hole in lake ( which has been digged before ) and jump in.. I hear like you are asking if i did or not, and as predictable, NO ! :D But maybe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/sauna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/sauna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 3 : Play Finnish-Style Bowling :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, in this kind of bowling, there are 12 sticks which has numbers on them, from 1 to 12, and they are standing on the ground. You have another piece of wood like a bowling ball. Then you try to hit the sticks but, the rule is that, if one of the sticks fall down, then you get the point which is written on it, but if more than one of them falls down, then you get the point of how many sticks fell down. You can see them in the pictures below, especially the second one is a state of art, pictured by Alper, while i was doing one of my best shots :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/fin_bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/fin_bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/fin_bowling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/fin_bowling2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 4 : Play Twister and become paralyzed !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/twister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/twister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then what you can do is to listen the silence and voice of the wind in the deep forest..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/silence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/silence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114367155141913564?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114367155141913564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114367155141913564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114367155141913564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114367155141913564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/cottage-in-forest.html' title='Cottage in the Forest'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114366884717916444</id><published>2006-03-29T23:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:47:27.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/Age-21-Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/Age-21-Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 21 ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;= 3 x 7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;= 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21% of the air we breath is oxygen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A game of table tennis is won by the first player reaching 21 points.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We live in the twenty-first century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twenty-one&lt;/i&gt; is a card game which is also known as &lt;i&gt;Pontoon&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Vingt-et-un&lt;/i&gt;. Its object is to&lt;br /&gt;have a total score in one's hand nearest to, but not exceeding, 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since &lt;strong&gt;23rd of March, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm also &lt;em&gt;21&lt;/em&gt;.. That is why i'm so interested in 21.. Last week, i had a birthday party in my flat with friends and my Turkish mates. It was really great to see all people i know together, Thanks for everyone involved. But i've to send my special thanks to Alper, Ercan and Mahmut ( in alphabetic order ) for preparing me such a great party and for all the things that they have done for me .. Iyi ki varsiniz lan ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PS : It's a been a little bit late for this post, but i'm really busy nowadays..&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/20789604-114366884717916444?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114366884717916444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114366884717916444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114366884717916444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114366884717916444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114251872954004553</id><published>2006-03-16T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:18:50.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wire Types in Networking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is Wire ? What is Network ? Who am i ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/wire_types.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/wire_types.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry, if you are one of those who knows nothing about computers, you are not alone and that's how we will earn money :D I mean the future computer engineers ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This figure is what i have prepared while i was studying the wire types which are used in networking, I hope it helps people who also study these things. I dont know if you liked my style or not, i have done what came to my mind :D So it maybe out of every format which is used in these kind of figures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we can see in the figure, every network device which connects to the same-type of devices as itself, uses cross-cables for this purpose. And the others are drawn on the figure. It was my first try, so i need some comments which will encourage me.&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/20789604-114251872954004553?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114251872954004553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114251872954004553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114251872954004553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114251872954004553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/wire-types-in-networking.html' title='Wire Types in Networking'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114228858584816016</id><published>2006-03-13T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:26:51.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Car - 89' Renault 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/car1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you call it a car ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i call it a car :D Well, this is the car that i've been talking about.. It was born in 1989, believe or not, they say that, some engineers who resigned from Porsche, decided to build a sportive and fast car for Renault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the time they made this car :D In spite of the fact that, it doesn't want to work in the mornings, it's not a bad car, we bought it with 3 of my mates who are also studying here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed so much for us, after we bought the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/car2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before Reno : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No one wants to go out and walk to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;- We dont actually know, where Turku, Hameenlina or Helsinki is.&lt;br /&gt;- We dont know, how Finnish people drive on roads.&lt;br /&gt;- We didnt know much about automatic gas stations, as we dont have any in Turkey :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Reno :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- We are mobile :D&lt;br /&gt;- It's not a problem to go out and have a coffee at somewhere in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;- We go to school everyday to study !&lt;br /&gt;- Now, we know all about Finnish traffic ! ( Does it exist ? After Ankara, it's like a babytoy. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/car3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/car3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/car4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/car4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the way, after this much advertising,.. We will sell this car, when we are going to go back to Turkey. So, if you are interested to buy it, maybe after 3 months.. You can have your name on the queue.. My contact details are on the left of the page ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonus Track :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a bonus picture for girls :D Me, playing bowling with friends in a bowling place in Forssa.. By the way, i loveeee bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goko_bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goko_bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114228858584816016?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114228858584816016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114228858584816016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114228858584816016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114228858584816016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-car-89-renault-19.html' title='Our Car - 89&apos; Renault 19'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114176271570266735</id><published>2006-03-07T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:22:54.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meal @ School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goko_yemek.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goko_yemek.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meal with Exchanges and Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a meal with the other exchange students, tutors and the staff of HAMK. It was a couple of days ago, when we had an email that there'll a meal with all other exchange students, tutors and the staff of our school. It let us to learn that, there is a very nice restaurant next to our school. They call it "Vanha Värjäri ", which is actually easy to pronounce, not like the other Finnish words :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the food was delicious as it was declared before, we had chicken something with lemonade something :D .. But one thing i have mention is , &lt;strong&gt;i love Finnish breads ! &lt;/strong&gt;They really have great breads of all kinds.. We've met with Mr Heikki Ruohomaa, whom we have always heard but never had a chance to meet :D We had very funny and friendly conversation with him. As all the other staff in the school, he was also very kind to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures from the Meal :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hamk_yemek_grup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/hamk_yemek_grup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/hamk_yemek_grup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/hamk_yemek_grup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114176271570266735?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114176271570266735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114176271570266735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114176271570266735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114176271570266735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/meal-school.html' title='Meal @ School'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114169111920162911</id><published>2006-03-07T01:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T01:25:19.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have fever..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/headache.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Being Sick in Finland :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being so healthy for 1,5 months.. Eventually, i'm able to catchcold :D Actually, i'm not so bad at the moment, but i don't feel myself very well, either.. So i don't know if i'm sick or not.. But one thing i know is that, i've slept many hours today to cure myself.. As a man who likes to sleep, it wasn't a big problem, but i want to feel the health again, soon :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114169111920162911?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114169111920162911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114169111920162911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114169111920162911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114169111920162911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-fever.html' title='I have fever..'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114156318264832407</id><published>2006-03-05T12:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:40:12.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trip To Sweden !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/turku_tayfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/turku_tayfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forssa - Turku - Stockholm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week, i and my fellas decided to visit Stockholm.. Well, to go to Stockholm (Sweden), at first you must go to Helsinki or Turku, take a biiig boat from there, which also carries cars, and then you will find yourself in one of the greatest cities of the world. We've chosen Turku to take our boat. It took just a little bit more than 1 hour for us to go there, by our "brand-new" car :) I'd like to show you our car, one day, when i'm not lazy to take photos of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Allright, when we arrived at Turku, we have found a place named smth. like "Amorilla", and had some hot drinks there. But as i have seen so far, Turku is also a nice city with so much facilities in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/isabella_fellas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/isabella_fellas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From left to right: Mali - Gokhan - Mahmut- Ercan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The absent one in this photo is Alper, who always take photos of us, unfortunately :D So in most photos, you aren't able to see him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, i'd like to tell you some about the boat.. It has some 9 floors, and in every floor it has different facilities. The lowermost 2 or 3 floors are for cars, as it also carries cars to Stockholm. Then comes the cabins, where you can open your door with an electronic card which they give you when you check-in. It was the biggest boat i've ever taken. And the most interesting part of the trip is that, you actually go in the middle of a&lt;strong&gt; frozen sea&lt;/strong&gt;.. So the boat always cracks the ices to make a way for itself.. It's sometimes so scary that, in the middle of the night, you wake up and see only unlimited frozen sea in front of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Pictures from the Boat:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/alper_gokhan_boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/alper_gokhan_boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ericsson_boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ericsson_boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eventually Stockholm&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;after 12 hours trip&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we made it to Stockholm.. Now we are soooo tired, as we didn't sleep much the previous &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/gokhan_stockholm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/gokhan_stockholm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;night. And we want to find a cheap place to sleep for some hours, then we'll go out and try to discover the city.. After a couple of hours we found a place to sleep. But it wasn't so cheap, and we rented it for a night but stayed there only 4-5 hours.. When you are so sleepy, you dont think about money that much :) By the way, in Sweden, you can't use euros everywhere, you have to change your money, it's like 9 krones ( not sure ) is 1 euro.. So everything seems to be very expensive as you pay at least 50 krones for the cheapest activities :D Here are some prices for you to have some opinions.. 22 krones: a big cup of tea, 850 krones : a room for double for a night, 67 krones: Burger King Menu ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures from Stockholm :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/gokhan_Aslan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/gokhan_Aslan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goko_stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goko_stock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/alper_kopru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/alper_kopru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/dayi_stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/dayi_stock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/cin_Gokhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/cin_Gokhan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114156318264832407?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114156318264832407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114156318264832407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114156318264832407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114156318264832407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/03/stockholm.html' title='Stockholm'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114086602307951022</id><published>2006-02-25T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:13:43.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/cpp.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/cpp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for an IT Career ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a fun way to explore what IT jobs you might like. The inventory asks you about your learning styles and multiple intelligences. It's a project funded and produced by the NWCET, IEEE, NSF and TAF which are the biggest foundations in IT sector..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download and print the &lt;a href="http://www.nwcet.org/programs/cyberCareers/students/test/intinv1.doc" target="_new"&gt;IT Interest Inventory&lt;/a&gt; to take it as a written test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cybercareers.org/iquiz/IntQuizStep1.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Inventory online&lt;/a&gt; ( Problematic link, maybe they'll fix soon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are my test results:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHARACTERISTICS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• sees big picture • learns by challenging situations or systems • tests constantly • analyzes pieces of the whole  • thinks about how parts fit together to make the whole work better • likes complexity  • likes puzzles &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST FITS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Database Design and Administrationo help people design systems for tracking of lots of different kinds of information on the computer&lt;br /&gt;• Computer programming/Engineeringo write programs in computer languages that instruct computers to do certain tasks  • Network design and Administrationo design, install and maintain the networks of computers that offices and companies rely on today  • Enterprise Systems Analysis and Integration o help companies figure out how to improve their old work processes by moving to new computerized systems&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps: The test encouraged me about my possible career in Database Design or Network Administration.  But nowadays i'm also interested in M2M, (machine to machine) applications.. Let's see, what future will bring us .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114086602307951022?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114086602307951022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114086602307951022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114086602307951022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114086602307951022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-test.html' title='IT Test'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-114081172655619366</id><published>2006-02-24T20:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:16:28.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Helsinki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/gokhan_sauna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/gokhan_sauna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trip to the Capital&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventually we are on the way to Helsinki (Helsingfors). And before going there, we were in sauna of our building, and as always i had all my jacket and the other things in sauna .. :D It's never enough hot for me, in there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course i'm joking.. Because, my record in the sauna is not more than 5 minutes.. It's hella hot in there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finnish Police &amp; Turkish Drivers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/car_police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/car_police.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe, when we were on our way to Helsinki. We had this little problem with police :D Our speed wasn't more than 140 kms/h... so i couldn't understand why they stopped us .. It helped us to learn that the speed limit on that way to Helsinki is 80 kms/h.. So Kivanc wasn't very happy to pay the fine that day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures and Comments &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/stockmann_gokhan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Helsinki, and you can see the Stockmann behind me. It's the most famous shopping center in Finland. And they say, if you can't find something in Stockmann, then you can't find it in Finland !&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/baltic_sea.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baltic Sea is lying in front you, and waiting for you to swim.. It seems really hot huh ? Actually, the whoooole sea is frozen ! It was such an amazing moment for us to see a frozen sea.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/kilise.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/alper_gokhan_helsinki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-114081172655619366?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/114081172655619366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=114081172655619366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114081172655619366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/114081172655619366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/helsinki.html' title='Helsinki'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113985074688184643</id><published>2006-02-13T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:12:26.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding in Forssa !</title><content type='html'>Today, Kivanc Abi (our friend from Dennis Kebab) took us to somewhere to slide by sledge and some-kind of inflatable plastic boat which you can take on.. Allright, i want to show you our sliding equipment. The picture on the left is taken just before i slided from the top of a hill (not a real high hill, but enough to make some speed). And the one on the right is also taken by me, before i slided from the same hill with that sledge. But i can assure you that, the one on the left is far faster than the one on the right.. And i don't recommend you to speed up so much :D Then you can injure yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/kizak.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/bot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/bot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/kizak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/200/kizak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it wasn't so cold outside, so we were there nearly for 2 hours, and i think it was really &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/artiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/artiz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enough fun, instead of the moments that we crashed on the snow.. You know, the temperature was like -2 degrees, and for Finnish people, it's like summer time :D even it's still winter for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i have some videos from our first slidin experiments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Videos:&lt;/strong&gt; Full Throttle Action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://student.cankaya.edu.tr/~c0311014/mahmut_duser.wmv"&gt;Mahmut having an accident&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://student.cankaya.edu.tr/~c0311014/gokhan_jump.wmv"&gt;Me, jumping with sledge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://student.cankaya.edu.tr/~c0311014/alper_maho_kaza.wmv"&gt;Accident &amp; i jump over mahmut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures:&lt;/strong&gt; Without Comment, speaking for itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/alper_goko_kardolu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/alper_goko_kardolu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/400/deniskebab_grup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113985074688184643?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113985074688184643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113985074688184643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113985074688184643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113985074688184643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/sliding-in-forssa.html' title='Sliding in Forssa !'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113952493638200720</id><published>2006-02-09T23:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:42:17.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/yemek3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/yemek3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking Lesson :&lt;/strong&gt; How to make great salads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright, it was an ordinary day, until i and Mahmut decided to eat something &lt;strong&gt;"real"&lt;/strong&gt;.. I mean something, that is hot, has some taste and enjoyful to eat. Because, until that day, all things that we have been eating were like, pizzas, hamburgers, cookies etc.. etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day was different, we wanted to make something special for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/yemek2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/yemek2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well the things that you see in the tray are chicken and in the middle of the chicken there comes our great sauce with cheddar, tomato sauce and some spices.. Wow ! That was really delicious.. And then the salad which i prepared and &lt;strong&gt;designed&lt;/strong&gt; :D It was like designing a website, taking care of the colors, the placement of the objects.. he he allright, no more details, it must be a secret which i should keep for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The saltcellar is my own desing and i made it from a " Kinder " chocolate box.. I opened a hole on the top of the box and wrote Salt and Tuz (in Turkish) on it :D I made two of them and gave one of them to our neighbours (Ercan - Alper ) as a present. Well, that day we had fun and we were full for the very first time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/yemek3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113952493638200720?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113952493638200720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113952493638200720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113952493638200720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113952493638200720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/dinner-time.html' title='Dinner Time'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113952357613956372</id><published>2006-02-09T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:00:51.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Erasmus = Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/tr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/tr3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright, it has been nearly 3 weeks we are here, and i dont remember how many parties we had :D But well, as long as we go to school when we have to, it's no problem, huh ? What's bad about having party with friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see in this picture, we are really happy ! But unfortunately, all of us are cross-eyed.. That's something we can't change.. Life is full of bad things :P This is one of them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/goko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/goko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me on the left, just giving an ordinary pose :D Here is Bar 54 in Forssa, it's the best place you can visit in Forssa. So you will understand how big Forssa is.. Because if you don't see someone in Bar54, then probably he doesn't live in Forssa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/scot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, it was a one funny day, and it ended.. How many are there on the queue ? We will see. Moi moi for now, from Forssa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/scot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113952357613956372?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113952357613956372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113952357613956372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113952357613956372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113952357613956372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/erasmus-party.html' title='Erasmus = Party'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113917929774744956</id><published>2006-02-05T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:41:37.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Party @ Mali's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/malihome.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/malihome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turkish Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some good Turkish friends, here in Forssa. They are the owners of Dennis Kebab, if one day you come to Forssa, you should come and eat in Dennis Kebab, which has the best kebab around. Mali is one of the owners of Dennis Kebab, and we had party in his house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mali prepared us some great food, and great salads.. He is a real master, when it comes to prepare the meal and the table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/genclerdans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/genclerdans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the dinner, all of us were listening to Turkish music, and dancing.. As you know, we the Turkish people like to dance very much.. But Ercan was doing more than a dance :D He is very talented in oriental dancing, as you can see in the picture. After dancing, we got tired and watched the movie " Colleteral ", in which Tom Cruise is playing. The home theatre system which Mali has in his home was a real good one, that you will find the picture of it below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/gokhan_ercan.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/gokhan_ercan.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/malisistem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/malisistem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113917929774744956?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113917929774744956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113917929774744956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113917929774744956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113917929774744956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/party-malis-house.html' title='Party @ Mali&apos;s House'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113889126306186924</id><published>2006-02-02T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:41:03.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema Day @ My Flat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Turkish Movie Party..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started, when i downloaded the movie " Transporter 2". Then we decided to watch it at my room, then the preparations started. Our technical specifications :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/DSCF0660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/DSCF0660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Asus A3E Laptop&lt;br /&gt;2- Nokia 17 inch monitor&lt;br /&gt;3- 4 chairs to put your feet&lt;br /&gt;4- A bed to sit&lt;br /&gt;5- Some popcorn&lt;br /&gt;6- 4 crazy Turkish guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: We mustn't forget our great "Salmiakki", which we thought as it was a chewing gum, not the most disgusting thing in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/DSCF0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/DSCF0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From left to right: Ercan - Gokhan - Alper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is no reason that we seem to be so angry in this picture, hmm maybe it's because we hold popcorn in our hands :) All in all , we had fun that day together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113889126306186924?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113889126306186924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113889126306186924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113889126306186924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113889126306186924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/cinema-day-my-flat.html' title='Cinema Day @ My Flat'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113879910105112884</id><published>2006-02-01T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:05:01.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkish-Style Ice Hockey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Professional Ice Hockey Player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/buzhokeyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/buzhokeyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didnt know that i was this talented about ice hockey, but i gotta mention that i was born as a professional ice hockey player... Only with a little, little difference, that i have only my great shoessssssss to slide on the ice :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ayakkabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/ayakkabi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/ayakkabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;as you can see on the left, if you want to play ice hockey really well, then you have to wear this type of shoes.. This is something i found on my own, that has been my secret for hundreds of years,, even my grand grand grandfathers' secret.. but now i 'm telling it to whole Finland... WEAR ORDINARY SHOES, WHEN YOU PLAY ICE HOCKEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/buzhokeyigrup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Turkish Ice Hockey team, we are ready for any kind of action around here ! We have our own equipments.. Any kind of sport is welcome..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113879910105112884?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113879910105112884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113879910105112884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113879910105112884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113879910105112884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/02/turkish-style-ice-hockey.html' title='Turkish-Style Ice Hockey'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113854041716405126</id><published>2006-01-29T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:22:59.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Terve Suomi (Hello Finland)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/mahogoko.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/mahogoko.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/mahogoko.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now me and 3 of my friends are in Forssa,Finland. I will try to explain you all parts of our travel, and friends and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travelling to Forssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we took the airplane from Ankara to Munich, and after an hour in Munich, we took the airplane to Helsinki. All the way to Helsinki took like 6-7 hours, by airplane. But the adventure didn't end as we arrived at Vantaa Airport. By the time we were out of the airport, the temperature was smth like -25 C , and we couldnt even breath ! In my hometown, it can be max. -7 , -8 and you can't see it every year... So it was very very cold for us, then we found the bus which is going to Forssa. Everybody was laughing at us, and saying "Welcome to Finland" as we couldn't even stand in that weather.. My nose was going to fall down :) But there was a problem, because we told our tutors ( the ones who will meet us from the school), to come there at 3 am .. But because of the fact that, we reached the previous bus, we were there 2 hours before our schedule.. (by the way it takes 1,5 hours from Vantaa Airport to Forssa). Then we arrived at Forssa, there were no public phones to call our tutors.. It was still smth. like -24 C, and we were outside, nowhere to go ! Then we called them by a taxi driver's mobile phone.. They came in 15 minutes to meet us, and that was one of the most happiest moments i have ever lived :D Our tutors are very lovely people, they helped us a lot to move in our flat, arranging our things.. Now we are in our flat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Flat in Forssa &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/myroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/myroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i gotta mention smth.. This is one of the greatest student's flat i have ever seen in my life.. The picture on the right belongs to my room, but this is the picture from the first day, now i rearranged something, changing the place of the bed, the other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the way, i live in this flat with my roommate Mahmut. He is also my classmate in Turkey. The other 2 friends of mine are living in the next flat to ours .. The picture on the left is Mahmut and our kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Small Town Forssa&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/forssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/forssa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view from Forssa, pictured from our kitchen.. But this is rather a factory from Forssa. Because in Forssa, there are many small and medium factories.. But it has only 19.000 population. This is a very very small number, as compared to hometown, as it has nearly 4 million population (Ankara,Turkey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But compared to its population, we have every facility here. Shopping centers, bank, theathre, 2 clubs, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can walk the whole town in 1,5 hours.. As we did with Mahmut :) And we have a Turkish Kebab Market here, called Dennis Kebab. We met them, and they are really very kind people, trying to help us.. So it seems that, we have kebab even in Forssa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. Next time, i will try to write about school and the other things.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113854041716405126?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113854041716405126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113854041716405126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113854041716405126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113854041716405126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/01/terve-suomi-hello-finland.html' title='Terve Suomi (Hello Finland)'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113700256842234920</id><published>2006-01-11T18:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:02:48.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Gokhan</title><content type='html'>Well, now i'm not only Gokhan, i'm uncle Gokhan. My sister had a daughter, named Ilknur. Meaning the "first divine light" as she is the first baby-girl, in the past 20 years of  father's family. I wanted to take a picture of her, but she was crying all times and shaking her head, not to give a good pose, so i couldn't have a good pic. of her. Maybe in future, i can put some photos of her on this website. Ilknur's hobbies are: drinking milk and sleeping all day... she also likes to cry very much, even at nights.. Don't worry Ilknur, your uncle is here, dear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113700256842234920?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113700256842234920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113700256842234920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113700256842234920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113700256842234920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/01/uncle-gokhan.html' title='Uncle Gokhan'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20789604.post-113692353356132051</id><published>2006-01-10T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:20:43.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to "Suomi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/1600/e2c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1691/2094/320/e2c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i'm preparing to go to Finland. I'll be spending my next 6 months there to study in Hame Polytechnic University, in Computer Science Dept. I'm going there by Erasmus student exchange program which is supported by E.U. Actually, I study in Cankaya University, here in Ankara/Turkey. I will be there for only spring semester.. My plane is going on 21st of January, that's why i'm a little bit excited :) But i have been researching about Finland for a long time, so that's taking away my excitement a little bit. Allright, this is too much for the first blog. Follow me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I have prepared this image for our mail group, which is - as the name stands for - Turkish Finish Students Organization. You can check it out at &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Turkish-Finnish-Students-Organization/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Turkish-Finnish-Students-Organization/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20789604-113692353356132051?l=gkhndgn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/feeds/113692353356132051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20789604&amp;postID=113692353356132051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113692353356132051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20789604/posts/default/113692353356132051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkhndgn.blogspot.com/2006/01/way-to-suomi.html' title='Way to &quot;Suomi&quot;'/><author><name>Goki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490499865362344234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rm7e8n9cd2Y/SaWSjN250_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/um8o-Jtcxak/S220/gokiBlog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
