tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335360732011-06-08T08:33:41.905+02:00Dette er ei samling «dagens»-sitat henta frå livet på Kongshaug. Bidrag/ris/ros? Send til dagensdagens@gmail.comxxxnoreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-64875642199357713052007-08-23T14:17:00.000+02:002007-08-23T14:20:30.215+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Gaute, ka e' det?»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Christoffer N.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-6487564219935771305?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-73448366210673047282007-05-30T14:46:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:25:55.500+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«E hon blitt mor?!»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Kristine M om Guris plutselige gledesutbrudd på telefonen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-7344836621067304728?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-29085426051067054702007-05-06T17:39:00.000+02:002007-05-06T17:41:04.082+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Soling er passiv oppvarming.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Øyvind V. svarer på et ønske om soling i stedet for gym.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-2908542605106705470?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-11768593371356041412007-04-24T10:51:00.000+02:002007-04-24T10:52:06.754+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«3 månader til jul!»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Cecilie L<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-1176859337135604141?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1844132195008710272007-03-20T11:18:00.000+01:002007-03-21T15:47:20.394+01:00<blockquote><p><em>«Eg kjenner ein som var på fest, og så vart han knivstukke med ei flaske!»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Vilde, angåande det dårlige miljøet på Os<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-184413219500871027?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-5976299256525084952007-03-19T12:34:00.000+01:002007-08-23T17:40:37.059+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Kai, no kan du få lese, eller så sovnar du. Det hadde vore trist om du hadde sovna no rett før lunsj.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Bodil B, i norsktimen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-597629925652508495?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-15875332371369255012007-03-18T13:22:00.000+01:002007-08-23T17:41:09.038+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Dette er det nærmeste du kommer en seksuell opplevelse i matematikk.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Olav H angåande grafteikning med rekneark.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-1587533237136925501?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-12504700336548504422007-03-17T23:48:00.000+01:002007-03-17T23:51:31.961+01:00<blockquote><p><em>«Eg hatar E-dur. Det e' så mange b'ar.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Øystein, etter ein modulasjon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-1250470033654850442?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-44310429677802422292007-03-12T10:09:00.001+01:002007-03-12T13:33:06.023+01:00<blockquote><p><em>«Er korallrev eit pattedyr?»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Ingvild L H<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-4431042967780242229?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-42167143511916238502007-01-22T15:36:00.000+01:002007-01-22T15:40:53.385+01:00<blockquote><p><em>«E'kje det typisk - når dei skal tømme lokalet så spør dei meg!»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Oddbjørn, om hans opptreden og avslutning av underholdningsprogrammet på årets loppemarked.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-4216714351191623850?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1164271349005632152006-11-23T09:41:00.000+01:002007-08-25T17:26:44.959+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Stakkars små pandaene. De er så søte. Og nå skal de dø ut.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Sveinung angåande biologisk mangfald<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116427134900563215?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1164201394441618822006-11-22T14:15:00.000+01:002006-11-22T14:16:34.456+01:00<blockquote><p><em>«MÅ vi ha stemmeskred?»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Jon Anders, i satslæretimen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116420139444161882?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1163671932448274732006-11-16T11:10:00.000+01:002007-08-23T17:41:50.170+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«En bassgitar kan dekke over en mengde synder.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Olav H på andakten, angåande sitt slurvete pianospel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116367193244827473?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1162991113402455222006-11-08T14:02:00.000+01:002007-08-25T17:34:23.509+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Det er <strong>graviditetskraften</strong> som trekkjer alle gjenstandar til bakken.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Jorun A under naturfagforsøkstimen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116299111340245522?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1162825054765048322006-11-06T15:55:00.000+01:002007-08-25T17:34:56.072+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Eg takke for forbønn.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Sveinung angåande Viking sitt framhald i Tippeligaen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116282505476504832?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1161086322381863402006-10-17T13:56:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:37:28.141+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«No er det ikkje så mykje eg skal seia – …det seier eg alltid.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Jorun A i naturfagstime<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116108632238186340?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1161006911236199942006-10-16T15:54:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:37:15.247+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Pultane opp på stolane!»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Jorun A på slutten av naturfagstimane mandag morgon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116100691123619994?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1160569511481840792006-10-11T14:24:00.000+02:002006-10-11T14:25:11.490+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Eg og du i orgelet etterpå. Eg skal treffe orgelpunktet ditt, for å sei det sånn.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Hallvard til Gjermund under korøvinga<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-116056951148184079?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1158849255555152612006-09-21T16:33:00.000+02:002006-09-21T16:34:15.573+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Du Daniel, ser ikkje håret mitt ut som sånn legohår?»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Jon Amador, til Daniel etter middag<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115884925555515261?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1158577999657822492006-09-18T13:08:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:36:58.034+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Snu deg rett veg og, i det minste, lat som du fylgjer med.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Bodil B til Daniel i ein særdeles dau norsktime<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115857799965782249?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1158332484456680172006-09-15T16:59:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:36:39.201+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Dokke så va her i fjor, dokke vett det, at då blir eg sint. Då denge eg kåno når eg komme hjem.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Sveinung om folk som ikke setter seg på plassene sine når timen begynner<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115833248445668017?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1157569300541686972006-09-06T20:59:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:36:18.464+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Dans. Dans. Dans oppå bordet.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Sveinung angåande fritidsaktivitetar, i norsktimen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115756930054168697?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1157483337530954722006-09-05T21:07:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:36:00.930+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Dagens ord er ‘beina’. Spre ordet.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Daniel V, ut av det blå<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115748333753095472?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1157139425593408712006-09-01T21:35:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:35:43.075+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Sjølv om du har budd store delar av livet i Japan, treng du ikkje gjere alt med pinnar.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Bård, om Christoffer N på krykkjer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115713942559340871?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1157051366345179252006-08-31T21:07:00.000+02:002006-08-31T21:10:00.130+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Ja, det er jo ikke alle som ser forskjell på han og hun.»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Ragnhild, om melking av hester<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115705136634517925?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kai Worleynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1156968719637978862006-08-30T22:10:00.000+02:002006-08-30T22:12:40.473+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Det e så deilig når det bare kommer...»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Kristoffer, om improvisasjon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115696871963797886?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xxxnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536073.post-1156874270812326002006-08-29T19:49:00.000+02:002007-08-25T17:35:18.381+02:00<blockquote><p><em>«Vi kan ikkje bli sammen, men kan eg få snopet ditt?»</em></p></blockquote><br />- Kai om Annelines snopsnylting<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536073-115687427081232600?l=dagensdagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristoffernoreply@blogger.com2