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Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><category term='Supa la plic'/><category term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons</title><subtitle type='html'>squirt the juice in your enemy's eyes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-419847938901659308</id><published>2010-12-07T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:19:59.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>50% WIN, 50% LOL, 50% LEGEND</title><content type='html'>M-am intors, mai Ioana decat Nyappy, dar na'.&lt;br /&gt;Oricat am pretentia de emancipare virtuala, parca "Asta se duce direct pe blog" suna mai senzual decat "Asta e de status pe Feisbuc, Iahu si propabilTUITARdacaimiregasescparola". De asemenea, ma gadila un pic sa vad ca aproape as fi putut fi platita, inca ma citeste cineva din Rusia si ca inca am aceleasi keywords ca RedTube.&lt;br /&gt;In genere, it feels awesome sa vezi ca nu ai limita de caractere, ca nu esti deconectat din 5 in 5 minute si ca desi n-am mai scris de 3 luni, inca am in medie 98 de vizite [desi, in iulie cred ca ar fi murit viata-n mine sa vad asta].&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;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi se pare sublim cum dupa o vara intreaga in care am facut gaura in CoffeeRight si Oktoberfest si o jumatate din cel mai plin de intelepciune semestru al vietii mele, singurele mele subiecte sunt, tot, dragostea netarmurita a maica-mi pentru design interior si cacaturile alea din viata de zi cu zi, care-ti raman intiparite in memorie si te fac sa zambesti ca un pedofil in mijlocul autobuzului cateva zile dupa ce se intampla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nu pot sa ma decid daca sunt branzoasa sau lame acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-419847938901659308?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/419847938901659308/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/12/50-win-50-lol-50-legend.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/419847938901659308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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manance-n cur</title><content type='html'>Pentru ca mereu e loc si de mai rau!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca tabara castigatorilor nu e singura tabara in care te poti afla!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca si lamaile sunt fructe!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu imi e excelent, dar nici chiar atat de nasol nu-mi e!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Disturbed n-are 200 de melodii!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ce-i mult strica!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca mi-e cam indiferent acum!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca balta inca are peste!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu ai 1.80 decat pe tocuri de 10!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Bullet suge!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca o sa strang eu odata si o data 20 de milioane, si-o sa-mi iau tobe din Romania!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca n-o sa fie Millenium!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca stiu ca desenez nasol, dar in 2 ani, proasta sa fiu sa nu invat ceva!Ce dracu?!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca singura cale sa lupti impotriva urii, este ,evident, cu mai multa URA!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in 10 zile fac 16 ani!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca toata Romania si [pesemne] Niponia va sarbatori Ziua Masculului in perioada aia!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu ascult Rammstein si n-am bani de Metallica!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca daca as avea banii necesari mi-as cumpara multe multe carti, si dupa ce le-as citi, mi-as zidi un igloo din ele si as hiberna!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Tonka e naspa, pe motoare suge, si mi-e frica sa nu mor de fumat pasiv dupa 2 intrari in Fire!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Suburbia si Expirat par locuri in care daca intri, nu mai ai cum sa iesi, viu!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu cunosc alte pub-uri!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca pot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-452042393623698232?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/452042393623698232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/04/iti-doresc-sa-ai-mainile-pana-la-piept.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/452042393623698232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/452042393623698232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/04/iti-doresc-sa-ai-mainile-pana-la-piept.html' title='Iti doresc sa ai mainile pana la piept, limba pana la genunchi si sa te manance-n cur'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3350053037398449286</id><published>2010-04-17T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T08:56:39.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>Rahat obisnuit</title><content type='html'>Mi-e somn. Par... orice doar vie, nu. Aproape mi-am bagat un deget in ochii incercand sa-mi aranjez parul, dar trebuie sa spun asta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Urasc fantanile alea rosii!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inteleg ca e pentru o cauza buna. Realizez ca hemofilie nu e dragostea pentru sange asa cum am crezut initial [mergand pe exemplul "pedofilie", "nercofilie", alea alea], ci o boala extrem de grava. Dar asta nu inseamna ca trebuie sa mi se para si frumoase.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai mult, cred ca urasc tot factorul uman. Si anume aia care se holbeaza de pe margine, fac poze si exclama cu maxima perspicacitate "Hăhă, fântâna scuita roșu, hăhă, parcă-i sânge!". E imposibil sa nu fi vazut macar un asemenea exemplar [Hint: Inaltime medie+par, poarta blugi si ochelari, detinatori de telefoane fitzoase cu cartele incarcate maxim cu 5$, se misca rectiliniu uniform cracanat]&lt;br /&gt;Apreciez, insa, actiunile special organizate pentru hemofilici, desi, daca anu' asta tot ce s-a organizat au fost fantanile alea sinistre, ANH mi-a cam pierdut respectul.&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, sunt confuza. Ce se intampla daca esti hemofob si vezi fantanile rosii? N-are nimeni impresia ca fantanile astea sunt cam...stiu si eu, biblice [a se citi: "Religia a fost punctul meu forte toata scoala generala si primi 2 ani de liceu si pesemne si de acum inainte tot asa o sa ramana"]? De ziua contraceptiei fantanile o sa fie alimentate cu prezervative? Daca ziua hemofiliei a fost ieri, azi fantanile alea nu-s cam out-of-fashion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pesemne titlul e copyrighted. E dintr-o carte, gen. Carte care ori a fost tradusa in romana cu Google translate, ori bugetul pt traducatori a fost aproape inexistent *cough* Editura imbecila *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3350053037398449286?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3350053037398449286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/04/rahat-obisnuit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3350053037398449286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3350053037398449286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/04/rahat-obisnuit.html' title='Rahat obisnuit'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3581726229756513735</id><published>2010-03-20T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:18:22.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Postarea numaru' 100. Atat.</title><content type='html'>Gen vaca are 100 de postari.&lt;br /&gt;Nu i-a luat decat vreun an jumate.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a sarbatorii acest unanjumate, am scormonit cateva bloage pentru a gasi o leapsa [a se citi, am luat-o de la Malin].&lt;br /&gt;Partea proasta e ca trebuia sa o fi facut in vara.&lt;br /&gt;Partea buna e ca a tinut-o Malin la caldura pt mine. Ce conteaza ca am intarziat vreo 6 luni.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Descriere fitzoasa in:&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;"Iac-asa, arunc si eu o intrebare cui vrea s-o prinda: ce va face sa scrieti pe blog? Care va este motivatia, crezul, speranta, care va sint asteptarile?… ce v-a adus pina acum scrisul? Implinire, dezamagire, tot ori poate nimic…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ma face sa scriu pe blog?&lt;br /&gt;-Dragostea mea pentru lucruri cretine despre care nu poti zice prea multe.&lt;br /&gt;-Momentele in care ai atat de putine de zis incat trebuie sa scri despre asta.&lt;br /&gt;-Inversunarea cu care fostul coleg de scoala, pe care pesemne nu l-ai lasat sa copieze tema la mate, te injura de la departare din spatele monitorului.&lt;br /&gt;-Frustrarea pe care o simt atunci cand observ ca am depasit limita de cuvinte pe Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;-Google Analytics care mi-a demonstrat de nspe mii de ori ca daca "adidasi [s]puma la promotie" n-are fi unul din taggurile blogului meu, lumea nu m-ar citi&lt;br /&gt;-Kudika: Simte-te sexoasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astept ceva?&lt;br /&gt;-Nu. Deloc. Naah! Daca as vrea sa schimb ceva m-as lega de un copac, as tine o pancarta cu "Salvatii ursii panda!" si as tipa "Basarabia: Pamant romanesc".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ceva?&lt;br /&gt;-All hope is gone, insa, sper:&lt;br /&gt;*Ca lumea sa nu mai citeasca articolele mele din 1900 toamna. Sa se oftice. Si, apoi, sa se ia de mine pe motiv ca "Ce ai vrut sa zici prin asta?", pentru ca sincera sa fiu, habar n-am.&lt;br /&gt;*Sa gasesc o fedora draguta [a se citi "pentru care sa nu fie nevoie sa aduc ofrande magazinelor de asa-zisi-creatori-pentru-ca-sunt-sigura-ca-nu-ei-au-facut-palaria-aia"]&lt;br /&gt;*Sa-mi iau bilet la Metallica si sa gasesc pe cineva care sa vrea sa ma insoteasca [a se citi "care o sa fie de acord sa stea in Fail Zone, pentru ca eu nu sunt dispus sa dau un milion in plus doar ca sa fiu in Golden Circle"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce mi-a adus scrisu'?&lt;br /&gt;-Le-am cunoscut pe Ză olmaiti tandăr Cris, hepi storii, A-san si alte persoane, despre care chiar nu pot zice nimic, chiar si cu eforturi sustinute [Scuze!]&lt;br /&gt;-O mama furioasa pe mine pentru ca avea impresia ca pic la fizica, GMB si chimie, anu' trecut.&lt;br /&gt;-O mama dezamagita ca am invocat niste fecale pe blog, o data sau de 2 ori.&lt;br /&gt;-Si o anumita relatie cu toate magazinele de tricouri, stickere si cani personalizate; pentru ca, in fond, n-as avea titluri fara ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implinire, dezamagire, etcetera?&lt;br /&gt;-Confuzie, uneori, o remarcabila stare de cufurie, multi "wtf" si bucuria faptului ca altii sunt mai mediocrii decat mine. [believe it!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totu' sau nimic?&lt;br /&gt;-Mizez pe nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca e leapsa, da' n-o dau ...la nimeni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3581726229756513735?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3581726229756513735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/postarea-numaru-100-atat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3581726229756513735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3581726229756513735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/postarea-numaru-100-atat.html' title='Postarea numaru&apos; 100. Atat.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4484617287502089115</id><published>2010-03-13T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:39:08.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>You just lost the game</title><content type='html'>Nu-mi pasa.&lt;br /&gt;De ce anume?&lt;br /&gt;In principiu, de tot.&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce acum cateva luni era bun, frumos si cu sclipici, acum devine plictisitor, enervant si are toate sansele sa devina un trend. Nu cred ca trec printr-o criza de personalitate. Stiu ce vreau, stiu ce sunt, am ganduri si sentimente constructive, lista continua. M-as lauda, daca mi-ar pasa un pic mai mult. Nu-s nefericita, dar entuziasmul meu e cam impotent.&lt;br /&gt;Pesemne ar trebui sa-mi fac alte cinci bloage. Sa scriu cate cinci postari pe fiecare, apoi sa le las balta. Sa dau un titlu din asta fitzos. Sa pun ca banner o poza furata de pe cinestie ce deviant, al cinestie carei fetite gotice, din cinestie care cartier marginas al Bucurestiului. Sa dau impresia ca sufar sau ca nu mai am nicio speranta, desi inca n-am implinit nici 16 ani. Sa scriu poezii cu monorima in care sa vorbesc despre iubiri pierdute,suflete nepereche, sentimente coplesitoare si alti pochemoni d-astia. Sa sper la o iubire gen Twilight. Sa cred ca Bella ar putea fi femeie si fara cateva operatii costisitoare. Sa am impresia ca lumea ma citeste si ma judeca pe ascuns. Sa pun cate-o melodie pseudo-melancolica la fiecare "citat urmat de o poza" pe care o numesc postare.&lt;br /&gt;Psyeah right! Pur si simplu nu ma lasa sufletul...&lt;br /&gt;Poate sunt confuza.&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum, esenta bloggingului, fillere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uMgspaXxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/waZrRFKe4c8/s1600-h/7c1d923d6984e30e6ec9a16510a587be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448102667603304210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uMgspaXxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/waZrRFKe4c8/s320/7c1d923d6984e30e6ec9a16510a587be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uOkYtbPhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hwAA_wx9f7A/s1600-h/Twilight_DVD_Case__Fix__by_CryogenicStudios.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448104929994161682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uOkYtbPhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hwAA_wx9f7A/s320/Twilight_DVD_Case__Fix__by_CryogenicStudios.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uTee4yNmI/AAAAAAAAASM/Wv7l8V22DxA/s1600-h/Robert-Pattinson-EDWARD-CULLEN-Funny-twilight-series-9047078-500-450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448110326131340898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uTee4yNmI/AAAAAAAAASM/Wv7l8V22DxA/s320/Robert-Pattinson-EDWARD-CULLEN-Funny-twilight-series-9047078-500-450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uTXIaH5II/AAAAAAAAASE/ff9dVAQMaHY/s1600-h/twilight_explained_in_four_frames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448110199838073986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uTXIaH5II/AAAAAAAAASE/ff9dVAQMaHY/s320/twilight_explained_in_four_frames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uVTyCjdWI/AAAAAAAAASU/Fl_eiHkxYMg/s1600-h/Nightlightcover_DV_20091102095411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uVTyCjdWI/AAAAAAAAASU/Fl_eiHkxYMg/s320/Nightlightcover_DV_20091102095411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448112341317285218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4484617287502089115?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4484617287502089115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-just-lost-game.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4484617287502089115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4484617287502089115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-just-lost-game.html' title='You just lost the game'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S5uMgspaXxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/waZrRFKe4c8/s72-c/7c1d923d6984e30e6ec9a16510a587be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8895993974118612168</id><published>2010-03-02T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:11:00.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>I solemnly swear that I am up to no good</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In principiu, a venit si primavara, si inca de ieri.[Imi ia cel putin 24 de ore ca sa procesez, si apoi sa recunosc ca asa e. Daca vroiam, era iarna in continuare] Toate bune si frumoase, un pic de exces de zel [din partea alora care considera ca sfarsitul lui februarie e inceputul veri. In fact, chiar este, daca treci de cele 3 luni de alt-anotimp-dinaintea-verii-pe-care-nu-stim-cum-il-cheam-but-i-think-it-bit-me] si inca un lucru pe care sa dau vina pentru faptul ca ma trezesc debordand de energie, mai ceva ca un zombie din '90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Motive pentru care primavara ruleaza:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cred ca faptul ca nu mai e iarna e o victorie in sine. Daca nu mai e iarna, nu mai sunt decoratiuni in IOR. Daca nu mai sunt decoratiuni inseamna ca avem din nou un parca fara mosii aia sinistri agatati de copaci. &lt;li&gt;Nu mai e gheata. So I'm safe [ a se citi "Atunci cand am cazut in decembrie, se stransese o haita de babete si mosi in jurul. In timp ce se &lt;strike&gt;uitau&lt;/strike&gt; holbau cum ma adun de pe jos, cativa dintre ei tipand "PUTEAI SA MORI!" pe un ton care nu stiu daca sugera grija lor fata de mine sau dezamagirea lor pentru ca n-au vazut niste sange"]. Deci "You've got punk'd!" macar pana iarna viitoare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vine Pastele. Partea rea: mancarea mioritica de pasti ingrasa. Partea buna: ce nu ingrasa, nowadays? Partea rea: lumea da jos kg de la Craciun, si le pune la loc de Paste. Partea buna: Mi se rupe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ce-i mult strica. Asadar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Motive pentru care primavara suge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Port pica pe primavara inca din scoala generala. Inceputu' primaverii se incepea mereu cu o compunere libera [pesemne sa nu fim constransi de cat de cretina era tema], cu tema primavara. Si scrie dulcegarii, si inflorituri, si campii inverzite, cand, in realitate, zapada inca acoperea cei 2 braduti malformati din fata blocului, si pasari care cantau, cand nici maidanezii nu ieseau pe strazi de frig ce era, si oameni debordand de energie, cand in fiecare dimineata, speram sa fi ars scoala cu o seara in urma ca sa dorm si eu cu jumate de ora mai mult. A se intelege ca 6 primaveri la rand, numai intr-o creatie libera am tinut-o. Era atat de libera incat devenisera toate la fel. Pana si titlurile era ceva de genu' "[[Primul lucru pe care-l vezi cand scoti capul pe geam]] de primavara". Deci, banuiesc ca se intelege. Am avut o copilarie tragica.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cura de dezintoxificare. Ce este ea? Un post, mai fitzos, dar in fond, tot post, pen'ca n-ai voie carne sau produse de origine animala. De ce s-o ti , din moment ce ai mai tinut un post acum 2 luni, si tot n-ai avut nicio remuscare atunci cand ai vazut ca totul se duce pe apa sambetei de Craciun? Raspunsul... ma depaseste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Astenia de primavara. Am trait o lunga perioada din viata mea fara sa stiu cu ce se mananca si chestia asta, but, i swear it's some serious shit. For the record, what happens over the rainbow, stays over the rainbow. Sonia, data viitoare cand te simti piromana, arde si tu ceva care sa nu fie ...stiu si eu, conectat in vreun fel de tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gen. Gata.Mi-am facut datoria. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Astenie fericita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8895993974118612168?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8895993974118612168/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-solemnly-swear-that-i-am-up-to-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8895993974118612168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8895993974118612168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-solemnly-swear-that-i-am-up-to-no.html' title='I solemnly swear that I am up to no good'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4285027677086022656</id><published>2010-02-21T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:17:31.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>Draga omule,</title><content type='html'>Constat cu stupoare ca toata lumea are subiecte mai profunde decat ale mele. Ma situam acum cateva zile la o șueta cu doi oameni care, pesemne respira numai filozofie greaca si pentru care a te relaxa inseamna neaparat sa stai in penumbra, intr-o camera victoriana, pe un fotoliu din piele ecologica [pentru ca doar eu sunt monstrul ala, caruia nu-i pasa de delfini], cu un halat si papuci cumparati la suprapret, cu o cana cu ceai de musetel in combinatie cu tipul x+1 de iarba exotica culeasa cu mana stanga doar din zonele umbrite ale Alpilor, citind o carte fara un "plot" prea bine conturat, dar care ori a primit enșpe-mii de premii pentru beneficiul adus omenirii, ori este ceva cu care te-ai putea lauda pe viitor. Deci, discutam cu aceste 2 persoane despre blogguri, adica dadeam sfoara in tara ca am inceput sa mai scriu [pen'ca daca nu-mi fac singura reclama, viata e greu, omatul mare, s.a.m.d.] . Am impresia ca lumii ii place sa ma vada luandu-ma de alta lume, ca altfel nu-mi explic.[ a se intelege ca am fost intrebata "Dar de ce?" atunci cand am detaliat subiectul postarii anterioare].&lt;br /&gt;In principiu, mai am nevoie de o pipa si o barba ca sa pot scrie ceva filozofic despre viata. Imi lipseste un decor dramatic in camera. Jumate din fetele handmade din Bucuresti au genti din acelasi material din care am eu perdelele, deci nicio lumina translucida nu se strecoara la mine-n camera. De la mine din camera nu se vede neantul "din ochii tai"[prostule!]. Cand intru in casa nu ma intampina un aer glacial, ci vantul schimbarii insuflat de mama, care ma intreaba ce culori de gresie s-ar potrivi in bucatarie. Nu ma simt singura o data cu caderea serii. Nu sufar permanent. Nu sufar din dragoste. Mi-e mila de tine, dar de mine mi se rupe sufletul. Paharul de 400 ml are doar 200 ml de apa in el [sau cel putin, cred ca e apa].&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a-mi sustine in continuare ideea ca "N-avem subiecte profunde".&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa dezbat, asta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" astazi la ora 01:30&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[tinand cont ca a fost trimis pe la 9 dimineata, trebuie sa fi fost vorba de ora 13:30; deci "you just lost the game" in caza ca erai la slujba de duminica la ora aia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; va aparea cineva pe care iubesti foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte mult &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[doar pentru cei de la 24 de foarte in sus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la tine la scoala&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[intr-o zi de duminica, foarte inspirat de altfel. Cred ca toata lumea merge duminica sa viziteze scolile, pentru ca le-a zis un mass sa faca asta]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,casa&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[stalker, much?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,gradinita&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[iubesti pe cineva 24 x foarte mult cand esti la gradinita?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,parc &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[tare-as vrea sa-l vad incercand. In ideea cam nu detin niciun parc si traiesc intr-o zona inconjurata de spatii verzi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;etc.Daca nu trimiti acest mesaj la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[8 oameni cu care ai iusit la o bere] [7 persoane care tin cu echipa adversa la fotbal] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[6 vecini]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 5 prieteni 4 amici 3 rude 2 colegi de clasa si la persoana iubita  acesta si celalalte persoane de care te vei indragosti iti vor da palme cu nemiluita si ele se vor saruta saruta pe gura cu alti iubiti &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[alti iubiti de ai tai? In conditiile in care, nu mi-au placut decat tipi pana acum, si nu cred ca-mi vor placea decat tipii de acum inainte, ce se va intampla? Da homosexualitatea in bucuresteni?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in fata ta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[si daca se pupa-n spatele tau e deranjant]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte foarte amoros. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[deci nu foarte amoros daca tu ii placeai de 24 x foarte mult]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In principiu, am terminat.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ma "cenzurez", sort of, de acum inainte, dar la "Femeia pruna" tot nu renunt. Mi-a luat 2 ore sa schimb toate taggurile, omule!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4285027677086022656?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4285027677086022656/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/draga-omule.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4285027677086022656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4285027677086022656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/draga-omule.html' title='Draga omule,'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2233739944798595424</id><published>2010-02-17T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:05:53.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><title type='text'>Esti psihedelic, copilule?</title><content type='html'>Nu-mi plac diminetile.&lt;br /&gt;Nu neaparat din cauza faptului ca in fiecare seara imi propun "In seara asta o sa dorm mai mult" si esuez. Ci din cauza faptului ca diminetile ma fenteaza mai mereu. Mai exact, atunci cand sistemul meu apasa pe "snooze" in ideea "5 minute, doar 5 minute, Doamne, te rog!", timpul imi face in ciuda, astfel cand ma pregatesc pentru un al doilea "snooze" ma confrunt cu faptul ca a trecut o ora si am de ales intre "hai in ca, cinci...zeci de minute, 2-3 absente, o cearta cand ma intorc acasa, minus o scutire, o cearta candva in viitor pentru ca nimic nu moare, totul se transforma" sau "ma metamorfozez afara din camera acum, 0 absente, 0 cearta, 0 scutiri folosite, o cearta pe viitor pentru ca nimic nu moare, totul se transforma".&lt;br /&gt;A se intelege ca cea de-a doua varianta castiga intotdeauna. Astfel, eu, la 8:30, sau mai rau, strabat casa ca un zombie, incercand sa ajung la bucatarie. Scopul: CAFEA. &lt;em&gt;Licoarea Zeilor [cea de-a doua licuare a zeilor pentru ca am impresia ca prima era nectaru'. Parca asa zicea in "Legendele olimpului"; plus, ca imi e tare greu sa imi imaginez ca Zeus/Hades/Hefaistos/Hera/Atena/Afrodita/Pana Mea, de dimineata, inainte sa-si puna coronita si sa accepte ofrande, isi pun o cana cu cafea si citesc "Libertatea"]. Aurul negru [Nu, chiar nu beau petrol. Petrol sau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439280647460150626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S3w07imE3WI/AAAAAAAAARs/EoLALXSoNNY/s320/Dazzled_By_Twilight_by_AtomicFireball.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Da, aurul negru...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Uneori, astrele imi surad si am deja cafeaua pregatite. Alte ori, astrele chicotesc, si trebuie sa-mi fac singura cafeaua. De cele mai multe ori, astrele se caca pe ele de ras atunci cand vad ca am ramas fara cafea; moment in care eu ma retrag invinsa din bucatarie si imi recalculez optiunile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cam asta am eu de spus despre cafea. Prin intermediul lu' "Unica", sau al "Unicei", voi afla ce spune cafeaua despre mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ca parantez, cred ca mi-am gasit o a doua Kudika. Frumusetea, totusi, este ca Unica ma vrea "asa cum sunt eu" [asa cum esti tu, in fine], pe cand Kudika ma vrea sexy. In caz ca si-ar scoate si Kudika o revista pe fartie ar fi un fel de surori gemene, pentru ca si Unica ne imbie cu reclame catre hoteluri luxoase din Paris, sondaje de opinie despre metrosexuali romani celebri si au pretentia s-o citim cu scopul de a sti daca sau nu sa facem sex. Way to go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A se intelege ca felul cum beau eu cafeaua este direct proportional cu felul in care face mama cumparaturile. Deci, am o personalitate corcita. Trist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cafea neagra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Băutorii cafelei simple[...], au un stil de viaţă minimalist şi pragmatic" &lt;/em&gt;In principiu, minte. In principiu, imi plac detaliile . In principiu, nu beau cafeaua cu zahar, daca n-avem lapte, n-o beau nici cu lapte. Deci sunt minimalista[tussine si hanorace cu stelute, frate!] si pragmatica in acele zile.&lt;em&gt; "Întotdeauna găsesc calea cea mai scurtă către destinaţie" &lt;/em&gt;, dar din pura paranoie, am cateodata impresia ca [curcubeu] calea scurta, e scurta dintru-n motiv: e inundata, are gropi, e o infundatura, e prin Pantelimon, etc. Deci, merg pe calea lunga. Nu risc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cafea cu lapte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sunt precupaţi de propria înfăţişare şi să fie plăcuţi de cei din jur aşa că uneori acţiunile lor au scopul precis de a-şi face publicitate pozitivă."&lt;/em&gt; Nu-mi place sa recunosc, dar da, e adevarat. Totusi..."&lt;em&gt; Un şef care bea cafea cu lapte nu va folosi tonul autoritar pentru a se impune, ci va alege calea paşnică, poate chiar copilăroasă&lt;/em&gt;." Eu nu cred ca l-as pune in situatia de a folosi un ton autoritar. Criza economica e-n floare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urla somaju-n noi, shalalala, si cu el urlam si noi, shalalalalala!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma voi abate un pic de la subiect pentru a spune" Detest&lt;strong&gt; Cappuccino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;cu o pasiune greu de imaginat". E doar o cafea cu lapte peste care s-a presarat niste cacao. Nu iti comanzi o cafea cu lapte cand iesi in cafenele, iti comanzi un Latte, asa cum nu-ti comanzi un accat de cafea fitzoasa la supra-pret, iti comanzi un Cappuccino.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2233739944798595424?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2233739944798595424/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/esti-psihedelic-copilule.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2233739944798595424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2233739944798595424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/esti-psihedelic-copilule.html' title='Esti psihedelic, copilule?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S3w07imE3WI/AAAAAAAAARs/EoLALXSoNNY/s72-c/Dazzled_By_Twilight_by_AtomicFireball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2536741574076476697</id><published>2010-02-13T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:23:26.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>First, second, third, FUCK U!!!</title><content type='html'>Intarzii.&lt;br /&gt;Sa intarzii.&lt;br /&gt;As intarzia.&lt;br /&gt;Intarzie!!!&lt;br /&gt;Intarziand.&lt;br /&gt;Intarziata.&lt;br /&gt;De intarziat.&lt;br /&gt;A intarzia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Conjugarea lui Hajime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A se aprecia faptul ca am facut curatenie in tagguri si am evoluat din "Nyappy-chan" in Hajime. Sunt un altfel de pokemon acum. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In sfarsit, incep sa observ si eu cat de bizara e viata. Banuiam eu dinainte ca e ceva pestos cu ea, dar acuma cred ca pot costrui si teoreme pe baza acestui lucru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O anume statie de dupa IOR, avand ca instrument de masura saptezeciu: &lt;/span&gt;Personajul principal statea si reflecta la faptul ca s-a dus sa-si ia materiale pentru rochie, n-a gasit materiale, da' nici prea multi bani nu mai are acum. La cateva scaune departare de scaunul meu [ca sa nu zic "in fundul autobuzului"] statea un mosulet, haisaizicem "nea Gogu", si o babeta, haisaizicem "tanti Ecaterina de la etajul 3". Nimic straniu, nimic neobisnuit, pana cand Gogu, rabufneste cu insufletire intr-un "Ce maini frumoase ai!" catre tanti Ecaterina. Eu ma intorc, constientizez entuziasmul cu care mosuletu' a zis asta. Ma mai intorc o data, observ ca babeta purta manusi. Inca nu stiu cum sa interpretez asta. Hai sa presupunem doar, ca el stia ceva ce noi nu stim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;La Universitate: &lt;/span&gt;Un tip, care semana cu mos Craciun, sau Dumbledore, inca oscilez intre aceste 2 personaje, parea foarte indignat si tipa la trecatori "Ia-uite, Pizda, pizda, pizda!". Deci am facut ce-ar face orice om normal, m-am holbat la el, gandind: "Subiectul nostru e in miscare, acum cateva luni cred ca am trecut pe langa el in drum spre liceu".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;La Cismigiu:&lt;/span&gt;As mintii cu nerusinare daca as spune ca s-a intamplat ceva paranormal pe acolo. Am stat in frig, asteptand autobuzul, cam un "My Sweet Prince" si jumatate din "Narcolrptic", dar jur ca am petrecut mai mult de 20 de minute acolo, frate! In principu, ce e nasol la asta? Daca excludem faptul ca purtam haine, carora si daca le dadeai foc nu te-ar fi putut incalzi, nimic. A se intelege ca "I shitted bricks", de frig ce imi era, vazand cum prin fata-mi trec doar 66-uri si 92-i.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Acasa: &lt;/span&gt;Șoc! Decoratiuni noi. Tinand cont ca nu tin minte sa ma fi apucat de redecorat in timpul noptii, merg direct la sursa. Mama!!! Care era foarte fericita de altfel. Imi spune ce-a facut, ii spun ce cred, se supara pentru ca are impresia ca nu-mi place, schimb subiectul pentru ca imi plac in egala masura ultimele 10 feluri in care am redecorat sufrageria luna asta. Sper totusi sa nu ma trezesc intr-una din zile cu un vortex in sufragerie, doar pentru ca felul cum se invarte se potriveste cu canapeaua.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2536741574076476697?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2536741574076476697/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-second-third-fuck-u.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2536741574076476697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2536741574076476697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-second-third-fuck-u.html' title='First, second, third, FUCK U!!!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2146655445809511025</id><published>2010-02-11T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:18:46.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>Roses are red, violets are blue...</title><content type='html'>...I don't have a date&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go home and get high off glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cica 'iubire'. 'Iubire', vai 'iubire'. Reclamele la Milka ne invadeaza inca din Ianuarie. Sarbatorim V-day doar de cativa ani, dar deja am uitat Dragobetele. Si ce e iubirea asta pana la urma?&lt;br /&gt;Raspunsul: Un CACAT. Iubirea, mai nou, e ca un raion intr-un supermarket. Treci prin el doar ca sa nu zici ca nu l-ai verificat. Achizitionezi ceva, ca mai apoi sa poti sa te intorci [pe raion] sa te uiti crucis, si sa zici "Vazut, avut, returnat. Data viitoare imi iau un model mai performant".&lt;br /&gt;Cam asa sta toata treaba. V-day, de asemenea, e un motiv sa demonstrezi ca "iubirea ta de forma", nu e chiar de forma, si tu chiar iubesti fiinta aia cu care nu-ti tine minte ziua de nastere, dar cunoaste EXACT cate goluri a marcat Echipa Icsulescu in anii lor de glorie. Deci, cumperi ceva neinsemnat, pesemne fabricat de tovarasii din PRC, pesemne abundand de inimioare si preferabil cu o expresie tampa care sa incurajeze "Woah Aye Nee"-ul de pe eticheta, si speri ca partenerul tau sa-ti cumpere ceva formidabil, pentru ca pretul cadoului e adevarata dovada de iubire, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei inca singuri, V-day este un motiv in plus sa spere in marea dragoste, sa schimbe statusul de pe Facebook, sa-si puna poze care sa scoata in evidenta valorile lor morale pe Hi5 si sa astepte ca fiinta aia semi-pornografica cu aripioare si arc cu sageti sa-si faca datoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum, intrebarea e, cat de pedofil sa fi sa-ti placa mascota Zilei Indragostitilor?Si cum supravietuiesti de V-day? Si cu cat creste rata sinuciderilor de V-day? E mai mare decat cea de Craciun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2146655445809511025?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2146655445809511025/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/roses-are-red-violets-are-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2146655445809511025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2146655445809511025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/roses-are-red-violets-are-blue.html' title='Roses are red, violets are blue...'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4571057059165070718</id><published>2010-02-07T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:40:07.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>Bun de nimic, in stare de orice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ultima zi de vacanta. Ninge in draci. Doar clasele 1-8 se inchid maine. Ce sa zic, visul oricarei persoane care maine va trebui sa mearga o ora doar ca sa ajunga la statia de autobuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa speram doar ca nu ma dezintegrez atunci cand o sa intru in contact cu aerul proaspat, liber, neconstrans de peretii blocurilor comuniste si a restaurantelor chinezesti specializate in shaorma, distribuite in mod uniform, la mine in zona, dupa tiparul Bloc-shaormerie-bloc-shaormerie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pot sa spun totusi ca mi-am petrecut vacanta ca o campioana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A se intelege ca am fost bolnava pe toata durata vacantei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deci, &lt;em&gt;ghid de supravietuire in salbaticia unui apartament cu 4 camere&lt;/em&gt; [sau mai mult, patru camere nu sunt intotdeauna numai patru]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Failzilla &lt;/em&gt;iti este cel mai bun prieten. In fine, genul de prieten care ti-ar fura iubita, busi masina si apoi ti-ar cere banii pentru benzina, pentru ca atunci cand i-ai imprumutat masina, rezervorul era pe jumatate gol. Sa zicem doar ca are exact consistenta unu prieten: traiesti momente bune alaturi de el [atunci cand li se blocheaza serverul, de exemplu] si momente mai putin bune [atunci ca afli ca briosa care re reprezinta e un amestec de frimituri de paine cu secara si apa, puse intr-o forma de briosa, cu unde de alune pe deasupra]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Deviante, Twitteri&lt;/em&gt; si &lt;em&gt;Facebookuri&lt;/em&gt; , siteuri care pun lumea in miscare. Chiar o pun, e foarte interesant sa vezi cum lumea poate omora 6 ore facand aproape nimic, ca apoi sa se vaite si sa se bata cu pumnu-n piept in legatura cu importanta inventiei lor. Screw world peace, screw time travelling, screw global warming! We have exactly what you're looking for!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S27FW-8MwZI/AAAAAAAAARc/Caj8G-nxXx4/s1600-h/Ciel__s_ribbon_test_by_AmuXD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435498798926053778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S27FW-8MwZI/AAAAAAAAARc/Caj8G-nxXx4/s320/Ciel__s_ribbon_test_by_AmuXD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;100% reclama, nemascata, necenzurata, fara conservanti sau aditivi alimentari. Ca sa nu se mai zica [cacofonie] ca n-am suflet. Si nici n-am cerut niciun ban pt ca-i fac reclama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Atentie, musc! &lt;/em&gt;sau mai degraba dau ordine. Nu stiu exact care din ele este. Pesemne una din zilele astea imi voi face o gaura in pantaloni pentru a avea coada mea pe unde sa iasa. Totusi, nu ma deranjeaza atat de mult atentia care-mi este acordata, mai nou, din parte unor persoane care respira pe gura, cat ma deranjeaza parerile nefondate ale unora...hai sa le spunem "mentally challanged"[a se citi "idioti" sau "Ana din Fail Order"]. Ca sa inchei in aceasi maniera in care am inceput, iti ordon sa clipesti si sa inspiri niste aer, sau ce inspiri tu deobicei!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concluzia acestei vacante este &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S27JIbSPLAI/AAAAAAAAARk/KC8UYWIGw20/s1600-h/All+aboard+the+failboat+-+mmc10025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435502946883152898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S27JIbSPLAI/AAAAAAAAARk/KC8UYWIGw20/s320/All+aboard+the+failboat+-+mmc10025.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Titanic in mizerie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4571057059165070718?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4571057059165070718/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/bun-de-nimic-in-stare-de-orice.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4571057059165070718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4571057059165070718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/02/bun-de-nimic-in-stare-de-orice.html' title='Bun de nimic, in stare de orice'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S27FW-8MwZI/AAAAAAAAARc/Caj8G-nxXx4/s72-c/Ciel__s_ribbon_test_by_AmuXD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6797667015981819185</id><published>2010-01-18T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:40:33.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>The downfall of the Prussian Empire</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunt cea mai pesimista persoana optimista out there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu-mi place sa vorbesc despre mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Imi place sa savurez fiecare strop de nefericire din vietile persoanelor ale caror nume incep cu grupul de litere "Zx".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planuiesc sa ma mut pe Wordpress. In curand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris mai si moare cateodata.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shane Dawson is awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stiu sa gatesc peste 10 mancaruri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Moon mi-a schimbat viata, si am plans la Titanic. De fiecare data cand l-am vazut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ciocolata calda &gt; cafea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Viata e dura.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am de gand sa renunt la KHR, si sa incep sa urmaresc Bleach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Japanese guys are cute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu m-am gandit niciodata sa ma apuc de vlogging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chiar am scris ceva pe contul ala de Facebook. Si nu, nu-mi place Sorority Life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Culoarea mea preferata e verde.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca as avea un caine, l-as numi "Paris Hilton" si ar fi o rasa rara de caine-unicorn. Si ar incapea intr-o poseta.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca Batman s-ar lupta cu Super Man, ar castiga Spider Man. I mean, chiloti peste pantaloni, pleawse~!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The internet is full of win.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stafful de la evenimentele otaku din Romania, e cireasa de pe tort. Acum fara rautate. Ii iubesc nespus de mult. XoXo @ my fave mermaid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urmatorul punct va fi o minciuna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cake is a lie, so are 1 to 20...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Dar banuiesc ca va daduserati seama dinainte sa spun eu asta, nu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, i refuse to think of this day as anything more than my almost favourite fictional character's "birthday" thingie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time should've been killed...with fire!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6797667015981819185?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6797667015981819185/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/01/downfall-of-prussian-empire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6797667015981819185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6797667015981819185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/01/downfall-of-prussian-empire.html' title='The downfall of the Prussian Empire'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3878795851790226803</id><published>2010-01-13T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:39:25.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Bine ati venit in Trebuci!</title><content type='html'>798.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt mandra posesoare a 798.&lt;br /&gt;De mailuri.&lt;br /&gt;Dintre care 70% sunt de la Kudika. Stai, reformulez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kudika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru eterna feminitate care zace adanc in noi si pentru ca doar rozul ne face sa &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Feel Sexy" &lt;/span&gt;, asa cum ne sfatuieste acest site sora cu Cancan.ro sa facem.&lt;br /&gt;Banuiesc ca nu toata lumea e asa fidela acestui site ca mine. Care, din nefericire, ii citeste cam o data pe saptamana. Mai exact atunci cand descopera ca se innunda in mesaje stupide care ma invata sa fac sarmale, sa-mi fac unghile si ce rochie de la Versace ar trebui sa-mi cumpar atunci cand regina ma invita, pe mine si pe iubitul me, manechinul de lenjerie, la un ceai si prajiturele.&lt;br /&gt;Ratacind printre retete de slabit si haine de firma, am dat peste ceva interesant. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ioana &lt;/strong&gt;, autoarea, sustine ca e un ghid de flirtat victorian.&lt;br /&gt;Dat fiind faptul ca prima pagina este o aberatie plictisitoare care nu ne imbogateste cultura cu informatii prea triviale, o voi rezuma la cat mai putine cuvinte.&lt;br /&gt;Prima pagina zice asa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pitzipoanca devine un cult. Bunica-ta sigur nu e mandra de tine, pentru ca pe vremea ei [cam acum 150 de ani], se zicea ca vei arde in iad daca flirtezi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum prima pagina tace.&lt;br /&gt;A doua pagina, insa, e o salvatoare de vieti. Nu doar pentru mine, ci pentru toate amatoarele de zambete asemeni "geișelor" si a purtatoarelor de evantai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manualul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[sau manuscrisul, diferenta e doar de niste secole]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de utilizare al evantaiului&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Desi ai crede ca evantaiul e folosit pentru a-ti face "vant", gen, nu e. Miscarea ta extrem de gratioasa poate fi interpretata gresit daca depaseste 10 m/s.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dar, nici prea incet nu e bine. In caz ca urmatorul punct nu este "nu tine evantaiul nemiscat", asta e singura solutie, pentru ca viitorii tai pretendenti de la curtea regala sa nu creada ca te plictisesc, sau ca esti logodita.&lt;br /&gt;3. Se inchide evantaiul &gt; Se tine peste piept &gt; Se priveste peste evantai [Ce? evantaiul sau barbatul?] &gt; Tipul isi va da seama ca il iubesti. Pesemne si el te iubeste daca a fost atent la evantaiul tau. Felicitari, ai un barbat vigilent!&lt;br /&gt;4. Inchide evantaiul astfel incat sa formeze un unghi de 90 de grade si plaseaza-l peste buze. Iti va masca dintii stricati foarte specifici acelor timpuri si iti va gasi si un iubit. W-I-N!&lt;br /&gt;5. Inchiderea evantaliului la o viteza care depaseste 70 m/s se traduce ca "Hahahaha, nu, prostule!"&lt;br /&gt;6. Inchiderea evantaiului la viteza legala si tamponarea acestuia de palma inculpatei se traduce ca "M-am distrat, pe bune. Nu ma mai suna"&lt;br /&gt;7. Si pe atunci existau ninati [ninja-pirati] care ascultau convorbirile altora. Simpla miscare a evantaiului dintr-o palma in alta tinea locului unui: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"E o CONSPIRÁŢIE, conspiraţii, s.f. Uneltire secretă şi ilegală îndreptată împotriva (conducătorilor) statului sau a ordinii publice; complot; conjuraţie. [Var.: (înv.) conspiraţiúne s.f.] – Din fr. conspiration, lat. conspiratio, -onis. , dragule!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Inchiderea si deschiderea unui evantai, asemenea unui copil cu AdHd, se traduce ca "Hahahaha, nu, oare cat de rau o fi la manastire?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Concluzia, existau 62,5% sanse sa ramai singura pe vremea aia daca nu stiai sa manuiesti evantaiul. Articolul asta e: &lt;a href="http://www.kudika.ro/articol/relatii/7704/8-tactici-victoriene-de-flirt.html"&gt;Imma bite chu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si daca faceti parte din "femeile inger" sau macar femile vi, carora le-a placut articolul, va invit sa si comentati. La ele, nu la mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bonus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S04oEkwck9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3WZYjPqOAE0/s1600-h/pt+bloggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426318660079490002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S04oEkwck9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3WZYjPqOAE0/s320/pt+bloggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, vreau sa-i multumesc cuiva foarte special mie [a se sublinia "foarte"]. Reactia ta nu m-a surprins deloc.  Si mi se pare perfect normal sa-ti schimbi parerile la diferenta de 5 minute [if you suffer from a bipolar disorder, that is]. Dar banuiesc ca si tu te asteptai la asta asa ca n-o sa te "raneasca", nu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3878795851790226803?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3878795851790226803/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/01/bine-ati-venit-in-trebuci.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3878795851790226803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3878795851790226803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2010/01/bine-ati-venit-in-trebuci.html' title='Bine ati venit in Trebuci!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/S04oEkwck9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3WZYjPqOAE0/s72-c/pt+bloggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6429688558081129398</id><published>2009-12-27T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:29:41.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>Dragule, e un tip cu coronita in patul nostru</title><content type='html'>Iubesc cinematografia plaiurilor mioritice. Pur si simplu, e incredibila. You've never seen anything like it. You may ask: "Goly, have you gone mad? What are you saying?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, sit back and lemme explain.&lt;br /&gt;La ce filme mai sti castul de indata ce afli originea filmului? Bine, inafara de alea indiene. Si fiecare western american de 2 ore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cast-ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*O random diva in rolul de "o random diva"&lt;br /&gt;*Cabral in rolul de "baiatul rau in costum de baiat bun"&lt;br /&gt;*Stefan Banica Jr in rolul de "baiatul bun in costum de baiatul rau"&lt;br /&gt;*Ioana Ginghina in rolul de "Hai sa scoatem si noi niste profit pe urma filmului asta, doar nu doream sa se uite doar pensionarele si femeile casnice, nu?"&lt;br /&gt;*Tora Vasilescu in rolul de "wise ass"&lt;br /&gt;*Sebastian Papaiani in rolul de "probabil nu l-au platit suficient ca sa zica si el 10 replici intregi in tot filmul"&lt;br /&gt;*Dan Bordeianu in rolul de "vesnic neintelesul care da bine pe cutiile de margarina"&lt;br /&gt;*niste copii mici si draguti in rolul de "minunabilii copii ai divei de la punctul 1" [genul de copii pe care i-ai adopta oricand, dar care, atunci cand o sa implineasca 15 ani, o sa tipe la tine ca nu le-ai adus bautura la supra-pret suficient de repede]&lt;br /&gt;Optional: FLORIIII~IN CALINESCUUUU in rolul de "Chuck Norris" [pesemne ar fi fost mai ieftin sa-l angajeze pe adevaratul Chuck Norris, decat pe copia lui ieftina si cu Nuuuuuuuume lung]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genul filmului&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedie romantica, cu accente istorice in care este prezentat adevarul din spatele revolutiei&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea contine: Mafie, cowboy si unele influente SF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Plot-ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diva, pe nume Justinia Popescu, alaturi de copii ei, Luca/Matei si Marie-Jeanne Popescu, se muta intr-un apartament nou intr-o zona rau famata a Bucurestiului. Averea lor e aproape absenta, masina pe care o conduc e o Dacia cu 3 cauciucuri, insa apartamentul lor de 2 camere confort 2, e defapt un duplex de 6 camere plin cu mobila de la Ikea. Tatal copiilor s-a ratacit undeva in noapte, dar mama lor, in calitate de diva nu pune la suflet. In rest, au tot ce vor, n-au probleme cu banii, toate-s bune si frumoase desi mama e caznica iar niciunul din copii nu da semne de a avea varsta legala de a iesi neinsotiti pe strada, nu mai vorbim de a se angaja si a aduce bani in casa.&lt;br /&gt;Urmatoarea parte a filmului, prezinta ca undeva, in Underground-ul Bucurestiului, cunoscut ca "La metrou la eroilor", mafia bucuresteana isi planifica urmatoarea miscare, aceea de a afla niste informatii CRUCIALE, atat de cruciale incat nici nu meriti sa sti despre ce e vorba, muritorule! Mafia, adesea e condusa de FLORIIIIII~IIIN CALINESCUUUU, sau de Stefan Banica Jr, care pe in timpul zilei lucreaza ca politist, dar noaptea el adopta numele de Batma-- scuze, am gresit scenariul. Noaptea, e liderul mafiei. Cabral, ajutorul lui, de asemenea e si el politist si desi lucreaza la aceasi sectie de politie ca SBJ, nu l-a mai vazut niciodata in viata.&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o seara, pe cand Justinia se intorcea de la brutaria din colt, se aud focuri de arma in apropierea ei. Desi mai avea putin si intra in bloc, Justinia decide sa verifice daca ... se mai trage, sa aiba si ea ce le povesti nepotilor, nu? Astfel, eroina noastra este prinsa intr-un schimb de focuri intre Cabral si un tip care pana la urma moare, dar nu inainte de a-l rani pe Cabral. Cabral se infurie, si o rapeste pe Justinia, dar ca o mama iubitoare ce era ea, trece si pe acasa si ii sunt rapiti si copii. Astfel, Justinia, Matei-Luca si Marie-Jeanne Popescu sunt adusi la metrou la ero--- In Undergroundul Bucurestiului, unde urmeaza un schimb de replici care decurge cam asa:&lt;br /&gt;JP: Cine esti?&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Cine sunt eu? Hahah. Eu sunt...eu.&lt;br /&gt;JP: Putem pleca?&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Nu.&lt;br /&gt;JP: Atunci ce vrei de la noi?&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Identifica-ti atacatorul.&lt;br /&gt;JP: Pai sa vedem, avea 2 maini si 2 picioare, inaltime cuprinsa intr 1,50 si 1,80, era barbat...sau femeie.&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Altceva?&lt;br /&gt;JP: Purta blugi.&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Deci era ninja. Dupa el!!!&lt;br /&gt;JP: Deci putem pleca?&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: Nu.&lt;br /&gt;Justinia si copii incep astfel sa locuiasca in Underground cu mafia. Justinia, primeste cateva sfaturi de la Tora Vasilescu, care ii spune ce sa faca atunci cand se blocheaza VHR-ul.De aici o tinem numai intr-un cliseu.&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o buna zi, cand mafia era plecata, un alt clan le invadeaza intimitatea.Justinia desi era inconjurata de munitie ia la ea doar un curatator de cartofi, copii si se ascunde in cel mai "de-negasit" loc posibil, in dulap adica. Copii, folosindu-se de viclenia lor specifica oricarui copil care inca nu a invatat sa-si lege singur sireturile, reusesc sa elimine cativa membri ai clanului rival. Intre timp apar si ceilalti, dar in timp ce coborau scarile se impiedica de ultima treapta, cad si raman inconstienti pe intreaga durata a actiunii. Atunci Justinia se gandeste sa-si faca singura dreptate. Ia o perna si o pune pe fata liderului clanului rival. Coincidenta face ca tipul ala sa fie alergic la pufi, deci stranuta si moare.&lt;br /&gt;Cand se trezeste mafia, nu mai era nimeni viu, inafara se Justiania si copii. Si chiar in aceste circumstante ei erusesc sa afle "secretul" despre care am vorbit cum nspe paragrafe. Ghici! se dovedeste a fi ceva legat de revolutie. Pe pariu ca nu v-ati fi dat seama niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;In momentul urmator, SBJ ii marturiseste Justiniei ca a murit Cabral, dar sa nu-i para rau, pentru ca in ultimul moment Cabral a marturisit ca el era ala care bea intotdeauna laptele si pune cutia la loc in frigider. De asemenea, pentru a sarbatorii victoria, SBJ renunta la mafie.&lt;br /&gt;3 luni mai tarziu cand copii ala de 3 ani ai Justiniei aveau deja 15, SBJ o intalneste pe Justinia la piata. Acolo, intre 2 reprize de "cu cat dai mararul, tanti?", SBJ ii marturiseste Justiniei ca o iubeste.&lt;br /&gt;Si se casatoresc si traiesc fericiti pana la adanci batraneti, sau pan cand Matei-Luca le spune ca e gay si Marie-Jeanne joaca in primul ei film porno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6429688558081129398?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6429688558081129398/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/dragule-e-un-tip-cu-coronita-in-patul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6429688558081129398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6429688558081129398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/dragule-e-un-tip-cu-coronita-in-patul.html' title='Dragule, e un tip cu coronita in patul nostru'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2141948069099060881</id><published>2009-12-23T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:01:38.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>I Wanna...</title><content type='html'>*sa-mi las parul sa creasca.&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma angajez part-time la vara. Si sa fie si un post bine plantit. [pff...dreams]&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi iau vopsea de textile rosie, gen rosu adevarat, rosu european. Si alb care nu straluceste ca Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;*casti noi pentru iPod. Daca se poate, din titaniu.&lt;br /&gt;*SHOES. Lots of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;*sa vopsesc un copacel roz si sa-l numesc Bob.&lt;br /&gt;*sa iau carnetul de conducere din prima, once i turn 18 that is.&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma apuc mai "vartos" de facut accesorii si gen.&lt;br /&gt;*sa mai fac si eu acolo cateva schite, pe care sa le expun pe undeva, alaturi de o descriere pseudo-inteligenta.&lt;br /&gt;*sa-i fac cuiva cadou un tort verde in care sa fie o pila si pe care sa scrie mult controversata mea fraza. Daca exista doritori sa ma anuntati.&lt;br /&gt;*sa fac un plushie&lt;br /&gt;*sa rederesez trebuile cu grupu' de cosplay&lt;br /&gt;*sa gasesc o porecla pentru "el"...LOLOLOLOLOL ce aiurea suna asta.&lt;br /&gt;*sa fiu cinstita cu unele persoane si sa le explic diferenta dintre "persoana ironica" si "asshole". Jesus, Yomi, that's so not funny.&lt;br /&gt;*More travelling.&lt;br /&gt;*Learn to cook like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;*invat sa folosesc cartile de chirtomantie.&lt;br /&gt;*maresc colectie de palarii si esarfe.&lt;br /&gt;*invat sa cant la tobe, pana la 30 de ani.&lt;br /&gt;*make somebody love me. And now i know, now i know, i know that it's Youuuuu. Oh, lucky lucky lucky.&lt;br /&gt;*raman in istorie pentru ceva&lt;br /&gt;*invat bine bine bine japoneza, pentru ca apoi sa ma apuc de rusa. lol&lt;br /&gt;*port o armura. Macar o data in viata.&lt;br /&gt;*invat sa folosesc un pistol.&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi scriu memoriile si sa le dau titlul "Retete de post"&lt;br /&gt;*sa particip la targuri de handmade&lt;br /&gt;*sa fac o colaborare cu vreun magazin&lt;br /&gt;*sa-i dau leapsa asta in continuare lu' Malin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Disclaimer: Nu sunt dorinte de Craciun sau New Year's Resolutions. Desi exista si mici exceptii.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2141948069099060881?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2141948069099060881/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2141948069099060881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2141948069099060881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna.html' title='I Wanna...'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4200059634910199917</id><published>2009-12-18T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:41:04.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><title type='text'>Gen, ar trebui sa nu mai folosesc "gen"</title><content type='html'>Vaoleu! Au mai ramas doar 15 zile din anul de prietenie, sau imprietenire romano-nipona. Pun pariu ca nu mai puteti de dorul festivalurilor sau a meetingurilor cu tematica "Hai sa parem si noi niponi" ca mai multe persoane asiatice putei intalni si la Mc-ul de la Unirii decat acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Acum, pe bune. Imi place Japonia. Imi place cultura japoneza. Imi place mancarea japoneza. Imi plac alfabetele lor, in special hiragana. Imi place arta lor. Deci, pe scurt, japonezii sunt misto. Sunt niste omuleti tare simpatici.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dar &lt;/span&gt;sa ma dau drept unul de-al lor, inca mi se pare o prostie. Oricat de crucis ti betisoarele cand mananci sarmale, oricat de lolli esti dupa ce termini liceul, oricat de moe te consideri dupa ce ai nascut primul copil, daca esti caucazian, din parinti caucazieni, din parinti caucazieni, din parinti caucazieni, din parinti caucazieni, din parinti caucazieni, din parinti caucazieni, pai, nu cred ca te asteptai la asta, dar NU esti asiatic. [any questions?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416597019710879666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SyueSoNOd7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/kYBCLEq2FVE/s320/HaruhiLol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;At last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You, my friend, just experienced my first "Not introduction-less" post. Moving on...Nu-mi plac otaku din romania! Defapt doar unii. Like half of them. Half-ish, actually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1. Copii "dark" de pe forumuri.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inca nu au inplinit 13 ani, dar au dat deja de greul vietii. Se uita la animeuri pentru ca, "sunt crude si sadice" ce naiba, asta e motivul principal la toata lumea. Eventual, scriu si fan-ficuri, care sunt deobicei situate in lumi intunecate, de preferinta noapte. Personajele create de ei sunt "gotice"[&lt;em&gt;goffics&lt;/em&gt; pt cunoscatori] dar sunt vesele, mature si perfecte[de altfel definitia fiecarui goffic, nu?]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cum ii recunoastem?: De obicei, admini sau persoane care stau 25 din 24 de ore pe forumuri. They're very dramatic. [Very e cuvantul de baza]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2. Dubioseniile alea de fane... gen, dubioase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Genul care te-ar lega de un autobuz, i-ar da foc si l-ar impinge in jos pe deal la Academie, daca ai spune ca-ti place acelasi personaj ca lor. De obicei, sunt acompaniate de un personaj "inventat" [traiasca OC-urile] cu un nume foarte flashy gen "Adjectiv" + "y", care e si el perfect, ce naiba! She has the looks, the skills, the brains. Pe scurt, she's the SHIT. Macar in viata virtuala.&lt;br /&gt;Cum le recunoastem?: Nu le recunoastem, asta e problema. Dar incepem sa regretam izua in care le-am cunoscut de indata ce ne prezinta sotul lor virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3. Wannabe-hentaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cele mai wrong fiinte din lista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.................................................................................................................................................................... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.................................................................................................................................................................... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416605774394805906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SyumQN8hzpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ai8dwoNZLuk/s320/twilight-teaser-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah! Worse than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which means they're pretty wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cum ii recunoastem?: Au intre 10 si 13 ani. Sustin ca se uita la hentai. Sustin ca sunt hentai. And they obviously lie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4.Snobii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Un fel de servicii secrete ale forumurilor, chaturilor, you name it. They know everything about everything. They're like self proclaimed Gods of anime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cum ii recunoastem?: Se enerveaza, like there was no tomorrow, daca le spui ca au gresit. Usually admins. Pretty asshole-ish, if you ask me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;5.Dambovita Harajuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SyuuwkeVkjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FVzVxWfbI0w/s1600-h/cosplay-fat-fatty-costume-play-fail-owned-demotivational-poster-1242915851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615126291026482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SyuuwkeVkjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FVzVxWfbI0w/s320/cosplay-fat-fatty-costume-play-fail-owned-demotivational-poster-1242915851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who wants pizza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&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/9138201779381915781-4200059634910199917?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4200059634910199917/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/gen-ar-trebui-sa-nu-mai-folosesc-gen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4200059634910199917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4200059634910199917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/12/gen-ar-trebui-sa-nu-mai-folosesc-gen.html' title='Gen, ar trebui sa nu mai folosesc &quot;gen&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SyueSoNOd7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/kYBCLEq2FVE/s72-c/HaruhiLol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3404813277208129101</id><published>2009-11-27T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:22:37.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>"Hug a serial killer" Day!</title><content type='html'>Datorita sarbatorilor de iarna, care se apropie cu repeziciune, m-am gandit sa scriu despre ceva in tema. "De ce Spiritul Craciunului ne face psihopati?" gen. A se intelege ca nu-mi place Craciunul, spiritul sarbatorilor de pe plaiurile mioritice, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;[Part one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pregatirile &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trebuie neaparat sa inceapa cu o luna inainte. Nu trece repede jumatatea lui noiembrie ca deja apar decoratiunile de Craciun. Cati gnomi pictati, astfel incat sa arate ca un batranel cu o alcolemie de peste 0,8 g la mie si cu un simt estetic nu foarte dezvoltat [in ceea ce priveste vestimentatia], poate cumpara o familie? Te-ai astepta ca dupa ce ai cumparat unul sa nu mai investesti in alte clone.  Ei bine, te astepti gresit, chestiile astea chiar se vand. De asemenea, cine nu cumpara de la inceputul lui decembrie rezerve de mancare pentru Craciun? Nu stiu de voi, dar chiar consider o problema existentiala sa te trezesti in Ajunul Craciunului fara a avea apa cat sa uzi padurea Baneasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cadourile&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,recunosc, imi place sa primesc. Iar cum Craciunul nu este despre a primi ci si a darui, voi spune ca imi place sa si daruiesc, dar in limita fondurilor available. In cazul cadourilor, imi place sa cred ca sunt "shopping assistent"-ul lui Santa [ Satan, pentru dizlexici]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn-ons:&lt;br /&gt;-iti poti alege ce cadou vrei&lt;br /&gt;-in caz ca e un articol vestimentar sigur iti vine pentru ca l-ai probat&lt;br /&gt;-poti alege culoarea&lt;br /&gt;-"Mami, te rog te rog te rog!" functioneaza since 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn-offs:&lt;br /&gt;-nu mai e surpriza&lt;br /&gt;-in caz ca nu esti dispus(a) sa-ti etalezi lucrurile primite acum o saptamana sub brad, ei bine, "sub brad" va fi gol.[punct]&lt;br /&gt;-esti un idiot daca nu te-ai prins de punctul anterior.[punct]&lt;br /&gt;-Cris sigur va crede ca e ceva legat de ea pt ca am terminat ultimele 2 propozitii in ".[punct]". Sincer, nu e.&lt;br /&gt;-Momentele de: "Mami, vreau si eu "insert ceea ce probezi tu la momentul de fata" !" zise fetita cu tricou cu Hannah Montana care tocmai trece pe langa tine. Si raspunsul maica-si, care de multe ori e "Dar tu nu esti atat de grasa/scunda/n-ai picioarele atat de mari/ n-ai parul atat de ciufulit/ nu-ti trebuie pentru ca esti din start frumoasa" ceea ce te face sa te simti ca Britney Spears cand era spana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*updates: coming soon*&lt;br /&gt;Pinky promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paste Fericit!&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/9138201779381915781-3404813277208129101?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3404813277208129101/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/hug-serial-killer-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3404813277208129101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3404813277208129101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/hug-serial-killer-day.html' title='&quot;Hug a serial killer&quot; Day!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4303107119644317485</id><published>2009-11-24T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:41:24.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Hahahahahhahaha, nu.</title><content type='html'>Din cauza unor probleme existentiale (a se citi "N-am avut chef de Blogger asa ca mi-am dus zilele pe Twitter") am fost "on hiatus". Bu~hu! You missed me, right?&lt;br /&gt;Deci, m-am intors cu forte noi si o gripa legendara. Nu-i porcina, nu-s atat de cool. Later edit: Nu credeam ca o sa se intample vreodata dar da, s-a inchis liceul. Nu vroiam asta, after all. Trist, nu-i asa?&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i give you ......... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!111!1!1!0ne!1!!1!!1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. oglinda concava - cunoscuta ca "Lucia, m-ai facut celebra"&lt;br /&gt;3. adidasi nike originali - te-au mintit, sunt niste facaturi&lt;br /&gt;5. helanca neagra - o poarta lumina. Du-te dupa ea.&lt;br /&gt;6. nijikon 2009 tenten - Trixy? Tu ai scris asta?&lt;br /&gt;7. nijikon pedobear - W-I-N&lt;br /&gt;9. sweetie - N-avem, viata e acru.&lt;br /&gt;10. vise smantana - Bine, in asta nu m-am bagat eu. Specialitatea mea sunt clatitele.&lt;br /&gt;11. "planet japan" viena - cunoscut ca "inca vreau figurina aia cu Lavi" sau "de ce hug-pillows nu sunt si cu tipi?"&lt;br /&gt;12. 10 roni - 9,99 roni la reducere&lt;br /&gt;13. adidasi nike ninja - de la nike se incalta doar samurai-i , incearca la (s)Puma&lt;br /&gt;14. amu-chan haru - Am observat asta si in KHR, de ce dupa Haru nu vine niciun "sufix" de asta?  &lt;br /&gt;18. apa plata cu lamiie si pufuleti - sau "super-modele hranindu-si entuziasmul"&lt;br /&gt;19. bravo pandantiv mistic - m-am blocat. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;20. can you spell plase treducerea pe engleza - Hell no, go learn some engleza si traduce-ti singur/a!&lt;br /&gt;23. ce este o oglinda concava - o oglinda... stiu si eu, concava poate. Banuiesc.&lt;br /&gt;24. ce inseamna cand visezi ace de cusut - ca nu trebuie sa scri neaparat propozitii cu subiect si predicat cand cauti ceva pe google, si de asemenea sa lasi si calculatorul ala sa se odihneasca ca jumate din keywords de la tine provin&lt;br /&gt;25. ce inseamna cand visezi ca esti atacata&lt;br /&gt;26. ce inseamna cand visezi soricel alb cu pete - ca nici in vis n-ai vazul foarte bun&lt;br /&gt;28. ce melodie sa pui la un u care sa intoarce di strainatate - Nici eu nu sti ce melodii ar putea asculta o vocala care vine "di strainatate"&lt;br /&gt;29. ce se intampla cand te uiti la ceas la ora fixa&lt;br /&gt;30. ce se intampla daca te uiti la ceas la ora fixa -observati asemanarea?&lt;br /&gt;31. ce se poarta peste o helanca - stiu si eu, inca o helanca?&lt;br /&gt;32. chat emo romania fani an cafe - imi pare rau, cunosc doar chaturi punk ale fanilor an cafe din Romania.&lt;br /&gt;33. chestie mica neagra - Malin dupa ce s-a intors de la mare. Sau, spre deliciul Soniei, prea-maritul meu[si al ei, de altfel] sempai, de la a 11-a.&lt;br /&gt;36. cu ce se poarta helanca - cu chilotii creati de Bote.&lt;br /&gt;38. cum se obtine concavitatea oglinzii - stiu si eu, aplici o formula pe care mai mult ca sigur o gasesti in caiet?&lt;br /&gt;39. cum se spune in engleza la adidasi - What-The-Fuck-That's-Something-You-Learn-In-Second-Grade-You-Moron&lt;br /&gt;40. curve parcul operei eroilor - bai, nu stiu. Eu stiam ca erau gay si lesbiene. Cine stie cu ce se ocupa aceste persoane, totusi?&lt;br /&gt;41. dattebayo factor - Avem. Avem. Si inca cum.&lt;br /&gt;42. de ce nu`mi merge animax - Ai incercat sa pornesti televizorul?&lt;br /&gt;43. de ce sa schimbat genu de muzica animax - Animax nu era canal de Teleshopping? De cand dau muzica?&lt;br /&gt;45. desenea animte cu loli si boli - Nu stiu de boli, dar de loli sigur gasesti. *Pedobear wink*  &lt;br /&gt;48. eseu pe tema un invidios nu poate fi un competitor serios  - Meriti sa fi pus intr-un butoi si aruncat/a in Dambovita.  Scrie singur/a!&lt;br /&gt;49. fandom - Fi pe faza, apar aia care cautau porn pe blogul meu.&lt;br /&gt;50. fete goalecare fac caca in gura omului - Avem doar imbracate. Tzeapa!&lt;br /&gt;53. hetalia romania - Cred ca este inca in curs de desenare. Dar daca te incalzeste, eu vreau sa fiu[a se citi "sa fac cosplay"] Prusia.&lt;br /&gt;54. hug pillow - are cei mai sexisti designeri ever. I demand a hug pillow w/ the picture of a guy, God dammit!&lt;br /&gt;60. life with louie hentai - Draga cititorule, te felicit ca ai ajuns pana in acest punct! Pentru a-ti lua in primire premiul ... renunt! Hentai dupa viata cu louie e pur si simplu WRONG!  Cine a cautat asta are nevoie urgenta de o viata.&lt;br /&gt;64. massuri pasionale - Vand adidasi si treninguri Nike originale la 10 roni [mass]&lt;br /&gt;65. melodia lui puya are legatura cu disparitia elodiei? - Meriti sa fi biciuit/a in fata McDonalds-ului de la Romana.&lt;br /&gt;70. povesti anime cu demoni indragostiti love you - avem doar nuvele manga cu ingeri enervati Fuck off &lt;br /&gt;76. prima melodie din twilight-faza cu caprioara - Ah, scena cu caprioara, de cand am vazut-o mi-am dat seama ca trebuia sa fi mers la filmul ala despre politicianul gay.&lt;br /&gt;78. reverse necrophilia deviantart - m-ai prins, de acolo m-am inspirat si eu.&lt;br /&gt;81. se poate mai rau? se poate - uite ca unii oameni mai dau si raspunsuri cateodata. Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;84. statusuri genu life pink - life blue&lt;br /&gt;89. videos femei cu tate mari squirt - poate stie nr. 50&lt;br /&gt;93. vreau sa ma vut - Vute-te, cine te tine?&lt;br /&gt;95. workshop desen nijikon 2009 - a existat asa ceva la niji?&lt;br /&gt;96. www.anime e manga cosplei - de 2 minute stau si mai uita la tastatura intrebandu-ma daca sa trec peste "my legacy" [aka sa fiu rea/amuzanta/Nyappy/whatever pe blog fara sa implic vreun organ genital barbatesc].  Renunt!&lt;br /&gt;97. www.cauta melodia you spel may from hiar - Must stay calm! Must ignore bloody awful spelling! De asta imi place mai mult Twitter-u'!&lt;br /&gt;99. you smantana - Si eu te iubesc la fel de mult!&lt;br /&gt;101. vreau sa ma vut bine cu pula - Vute-te cum si cu ce vrei tu! Vreau sa emigrez in Trinidad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;si pufos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4303107119644317485?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4303107119644317485/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahahahahhahaha-nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4303107119644317485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4303107119644317485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahahahahhahaha-nu.html' title='Hahahahahhahaha, nu.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8167732150670995375</id><published>2009-11-13T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:18:33.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Raspunsul e intotdeauna China sau Pink Floyd</title><content type='html'>O sa incerc sa fiu cat de serioasa pot de data asta. Unele lucruri trebuie schimbate. I can't stand it! I demand a change!&lt;br /&gt;Ne dispar televizoarele!&lt;br /&gt;Initial, am observat asta pe blogul lu' tanti Bad Pitzi. Fine by me. Tehnici de supravietuire fara televizor. Toate bune si frumoase, zise spiritul meu civic.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi, pe blogul tovarasei Malin. Atunci am avut revelatia. There must be more!&lt;br /&gt;Primele lucruri la care te gandesti (a se citi "dai vina") sunt gripa porcina sau criza. De ce nu mai au oamenii TV? Pentru ca nu vroiau sa se imbolnaveasca, respectiv a trebuit sa-l vanda alaturi de frigider, aragaz, masina de spalat, copii, sotie, [fill in the blanks].&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't see this comming, o sa fac si eu o lista de n-spe mii de lucruri care pot fi efectuate in absenta televizorului, calculatorului sau a aparatului de facut popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;1. Sa iesi afara si sa-ti traiesti viata printre oameni.&lt;br /&gt;2. Inveti sa faci omleta. Candva iti va folosi.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ma inveti pe mine sa fac omleta. Momentan sunt la stadiul in care pot gati un singur lucru. Apa.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cauta postari scrise de alti oameni despre "Incredibil de cruda si groteasca viata fara televizor" si comparele intre ele.&lt;br /&gt;5. Adu-ti aminte ca eu "de cele mai multe ori"[mereu] am dreptate.&lt;br /&gt;6. Incearca sa faci si tu o lista, doar ca sa vezi cat de greu e.&lt;br /&gt;7. Fa ceva pentru mediu. Kill a stupid person!&lt;br /&gt;8. Reciteste Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;9. Invata sa practici magie neagra. Ia meditatii de la Mama Omida daca e nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;10. Acum ca ai efectuat punctele 8 si 9 poti sa-ti deschizi o afacere, Mother [insert your name] S.R.L. And a new star is born!&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l-0URBfeNqs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l-0URBfeNqs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; and stare blankly at it for about 5 minutes then get a seizure.&lt;br /&gt;12. Sarbatoreste "Let's ignore Haru" Day.&lt;br /&gt;13. Incheie lista la cel mai "random" numar posibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Tinand cont cat de popular e subiectul. Ce-ar fi sa devina leapsa?&lt;br /&gt;"13 lucruri de facut in lipsa televizorului".&lt;br /&gt;S-o ia cine citeste.[punct]&lt;br /&gt;Zise Nyappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8167732150670995375?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8167732150670995375/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/raspunsul-e-intotdeauna-china-sau-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8167732150670995375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8167732150670995375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/11/raspunsul-e-intotdeauna-china-sau-pink.html' title='Raspunsul e intotdeauna China sau Pink Floyd'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-686407769697468427</id><published>2009-10-31T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:55:27.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><title type='text'>Ca Cut</title><content type='html'>Asteptand de cam o saptamana sa apar pe YouTube in plina glorie rostogolindu-ma pe scena Nijikonului, m-am hotarat sa renunt la ideea de a pune si un video la "pseudo-recenzia" mea.&lt;br /&gt;De ce? Simplu, because i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Locatia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;voi spune ca mi-a placut mai mult unde a fost localizat OtakuFest pentru ca eu in fiecare luni intre 20:00 si 22:00 ma aflu acolo. Banuiesc totusi ca Palatul Copiilor e o traditie. In rest, a fost abundenta de spatiu si nu prea. Astfel, imi cer scuze de la persoanele ai caror ochi aproape au fost scosi de mine, cu cioca---batul ala de mop in prima zi, respectiv prajul in a doua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standul cu mancare &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mi s-a parut inofensiv, desi fusesem prevenita dinainte ca cinestie ce Godzilla poate fi pe acolo. Una peste alta, nici pana in ziua de azi nu pot intelege ce era laptele ala cu "ceva-roz-care-am-impresia-ca-e-viu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standuri [in general] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aici chiar nu vreau sa ma pronunt. Am mers pe ideea "poate la anu' ". Acum fie vorba intre noi, pe deoparte mi se rupea sufletul pentru ca a trebuit sa renunt la ideea de a-mi face stand din cauza cosplayului....si a bugetului, dar in acelasi timp jubilam, bucurandu-ma de libertatea mea de miscare si de usurinta cu care puteam spune "In alte tari standurile sunt mai misto"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosplayul &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am mers pe ideea ca "Eu fusei buna, da' m-o batut scarbili alea". De altfel "scarbili" alea chiar au avut cosplayuri bune. Am fost eu cu ideea ca "o sa rup gura targului", dar da si nu prea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce nu mi-a placut:&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Matt: Atitudinea era okay si da, eu, Nyappy, Haru, Oana-Ioana-Cristina-Alina-Gabi, cum o fi, consider ca Matt e personajul care FACE animeul, si manga, Death Note, el aparand doar vreo 5 minute in anime, si 4 panneluri in manga. Dar....DAR...dar, Matt *pauza dramatica* n-are sani! Matt n-are o bluza mov cu roz! Matt n-are parul lung! Matt n-are pantaloni 3/4 pe care sa-i poarte cu sosetele crosetate de bunica! Si cel mai important: Daca observi ca pana aici ai gresit, dar tu tot vrei sa apari pe scena imbracata asta, macar i-ati libertatea de a-i pronunta numele bine.&lt;br /&gt;Asa offtopic: Matt vine de la Matthew [metiu] si se pronunta [met], nu [mat].&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Amane Misa: Sper ca acum nu o sa ziceti ca am avut ceva cu Death Note. Chiar mi-a placut animeul. Mi-a placut si Misa de altfel. Ea practic e fetita PowerPuff a unui Tokyo in care shinigami umbla liberi. Dar, Misa e blonda, sper ca nu mai e niciun mister. Si Misa e un copil mare, nu un copil batran. A se observa diferenta dintre cei doi termeni.&lt;br /&gt;Sfat de viitor: Investeste intr-o peruca blonda. I-ati un Death Note [cred ca stiu cine ar fi prima persoana trecuta acolo de altfel]. Achizitioneaza niste accesorii. Fi mai kawaii, ai doar 10 ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce mi-a placut:&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Conan: Mi-a placut costumul. Nu ai fost OOC. Si chiar ma faceai sa fi vrut sa fi citit manga aia [cele 400 de capitole sunt turn-offul totusi]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Undertaker: Si eu vroiam sa fac cosplayul ala. Oricum cred ca ti-a iesit mai bine decat mi-ar fi iesit mie.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Tipul din Bleach cu 69 pe fata: Tu esti in categoria mea de "other cute guys care erau foarte foarte foarte de treaba"[categorie de asemenea mentionata pe blogul lu' malin]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Ludwig din ziua 2: I wanna be your Wilhelm!!! Hahahaha, nu. Dar genial costum. Respectele mele, fato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;[Stiu ca ar fi frumos sa spun si de Samurai Jack, dar imi pare rau, am ratat momentul. Inteleg ca multa lume a copilarit cu tine, dar eu prefer sa nu ma pronunt.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grupele: Ideea principala a fost "Hai sa fim Random si anul asta", "Randomul" fiind ridicat la rangul de cult. In privinta premiilor, parerile sunt impartite. Au fost costume in care s-a investit mult si sceneta cu mult dans dar in care nu prea s-a intamplat nimic trivial @ [Ca]CoSo, Praj, durere si o Misa care se vaita de zici ca nu mai era ziua de maine @ Noi, nimic @ BO Cosplay, Camel toe @ fetele in colanti, Narutards @ Grupul care a luat premiul 3, Charlie @ nici nu stiu cine sunteti, toate de mai sus @ Echipa-care-a-luat-premiul-2-dar-eu-consider-ca-ei-trebuiau-sa-castige.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa comentez mai mult de atat pentru ca nu stiu cat a lucrat toata lumea, dar mi s-au parut nedrepte toate "vai"-urile si "cat de obosita sunt"-urile ale Misei. A se reaminti ca acest Nijikon m-a marcat mai mult fizic decat psihic, 10% din corpul meu fiind acoperit de vanatai. De altfel, tu ai dus tot greul, sunt convinsa ca sa zici o replica e mult mai greu decat sa maturi scena de la Palatul Copiilor fara sa folosesti o matura.&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva, Cristi sau cum zicea Andra ca te chema, chiar nu cred ce i-ai zis Andrei. Imi vine foarte greu sa cred ca ne-ai dat cea mai mica nota doar din cauza Misei. Du-te si vinde-ti gogosile in alta parte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prezentatorii &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in calitate de Flaming Otaku, chiar am avut impresia ca tipa s-a gandit sa nu fie deloc mainstream si facea cosplay din Tokyo Akazukin. Se pare ca nu era asa, tipa era o simpla Scufita Rosie, iar tipul era Lupul. Guess i should have read his T-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Juriul &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a fost compus doar din femei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zise misoginismul meu debordant. Nu spun ca sunt nefericita din cauza notelor primite, dar frate, naspa juriu. In fine, ne vedem la anu' doamnelor...si Ruxandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta, frumos...&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva: Tipul 2 de la stand-up comedy: esti idolul Andrei, te rog, invit-o la o cafea! Ask her out, i don't care, do whatever you want, but save our souls.&lt;br /&gt;Tipul 3: Mai ai mult de lucrat pana sa fi amuzant. Sa spunem doar ca "Pula" si "Cacatul" nu prea prind la public intr-un mediu care a fost in stare sa vada 220 episoade din Naruto si sa citeasca 300 si ceva capitole din Bleach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-686407769697468427?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/686407769697468427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/ca-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/686407769697468427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/686407769697468427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/ca-cut.html' title='Ca Cut'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6864714574204184137</id><published>2009-10-21T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:19:06.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Pe ideea: mereu se poate mai rau</title><content type='html'>Datorita avantajelor aduse omenirii prin intermediul blogului, azi, aproape maine, pe 22 fara 30 de minute octombrie, Nyappy primeste:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395153950076990370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/St9v7s7ic6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Xy6ee6AZoQo/s320/premiu.jpg" /&gt;Yay! Un premiu [fie vorba intre noi, cred ca nu mai avea pe cine sa adauge pe lista asta ca s-a gandit sa ma pune pe si mine], de la tovarasa Cris. [ &lt;a href="http://thunder-chris.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thunder-chris.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you should pay her a visit&lt;/span&gt;] . Domo arigatoo gozaimasu! [again, :3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avem si reguli:&lt;br /&gt;1. Să-l afişez &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[done]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Să afişez o legătură către cel care mi l-a acordat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[done]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Să-l ofer la 10 bloggeri &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[but i'm a hikikomori, i don't know that many bloggers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Să-i informez pe cei 10 privind faptul că au fost premiaţi de către mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cei nominalizati pentru primirea patratului ala sunt:&lt;br /&gt;*Amu Andra Raluca Isabela Maria Florentina Gabriela Malin&lt;br /&gt;*Femeia Pruna&lt;br /&gt;*Andu&lt;br /&gt;*Luxa&lt;br /&gt;*Andreea S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Am nevoie de inspiratie. M-am blocat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Allu &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[uite motivatie...acum scrie! Don't let that blog die! Macar nu la "OnigiriCon" si "ChibiDay---erm fest"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kayura...gen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[M-am plictisit. Vreau sa invat sa fac omleta]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Andra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Antonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Victorie!!!!]&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/9138201779381915781-6864714574204184137?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6864714574204184137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/pe-ideea-mereu-se-poate-mai-rau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6864714574204184137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6864714574204184137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/pe-ideea-mereu-se-poate-mai-rau.html' title='Pe ideea: mereu se poate mai rau'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/St9v7s7ic6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Xy6ee6AZoQo/s72-c/premiu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8709513010289832345</id><published>2009-10-20T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:42:54.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>2 zile gen</title><content type='html'>Da, asa e, 2 zile pana vineri[ calculate in cel mai realist mod posibil].&lt;br /&gt;Ce e vineri?&lt;br /&gt;Inceputul weekendului meu de 3 zile si, neoficial, Nijikon.&lt;br /&gt;Ce e interesant la chestia asta?&lt;br /&gt;In mare parte nimic, probabil faptul ca inca nu m-a apucat paranoia, si de asemenea, faptul ca la editia asta de Niji nu voi cumpara nimic. MERDE!&lt;br /&gt;Si cum ma afecteaza pe mine astea "2 zile"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma seaca&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;toate massurile si statusurile de genu': 2 zile, mai sunt 2 zile, au ramas 2 zile, 2 zile pana la niji. Adica, inteleg, numeri zilele, nimic ciudat. Si eu numar zilele pana la ziua mea, dar nu ma vezi avand la status "300 and so on zile pana la 16 ani". Asa ca va rog, aveti mila de bietele persoane carora le place sa citeasca statusuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in denial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Toata lumea daca vrea sa intre in grup, sau daca are sa declare ceva o anunta pe Andra. Andra tot spune ca nu vrea sa fie sefa grupului. Dar se comporta ca o sefa, macar pana la punctul cand "Omg, Haru, Dattebayo Factor is burning. Do something!". Imi place sa cred ca inca sunt puterea in statul asta, dar pana la urma....ce claun de rodeo sunt in grupul asta? Care-i rolul meu pana la urma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Allu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  e foarte increzatoare in noi. De asemenea, stie cand sa se opreasca si rar exagereaza. Not. Pe scurt, she's the Self-doubt faerie. De 2 saptamani, ne repeta ca o sa ne facem de ras, si ea o sa fie aia care sa-si bata joc de noi ZGOMOTOS cu Caps-Lock, dar ca de asemenea ea e umarul pe care putem plange. Sh-yeah right! Sa luam ca exemplu, Ultimated Cosplay, reprezentatia de la OtakuFest a fost weak, very weak. Dar participa la Niji, si da, respect lucrul asta. Deci, ce putem pati? Nu castigam niciun premiu. Chiar nu vad unde e problema. So, Allu, stop acting like a bitch! si daca pierdem nu te afecteaza cu nimic pe tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu-mi convine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;faptul ca cica va vota si publicul. Chestia asta poate fi controlata foarte usor. Iti aduci totate cunostiintele special pentru a te vota. Nu mi se pare corect. Plus ca, cine stie cat mai dureaza si asta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Una peste alta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Nu mai vreau massuri, va rog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Prazul va fi in ziua 2 a.k.a. Duminica.&lt;br /&gt;-Da, voi fi imbracata ca un tip, defapt 2.&lt;br /&gt;-I demand ofrande in guma de mestecat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Motive pro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Activitati, workshopuri, standuri, cosplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Praz.&lt;br /&gt;-Sa vezi organiz---Seireitei cum castiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Motive contra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Narutards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Entrance fee&lt;br /&gt;-Grown-ups trying to act KAWAII.&lt;br /&gt;-Japan&amp;amp;Co. fans care nu stiu sa zica decat "kawaii", "otaku", "sushi" si "nyappy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nyappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8709513010289832345?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8709513010289832345/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-zile-gen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8709513010289832345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8709513010289832345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-zile-gen.html' title='2 zile gen'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6209889532729653499</id><published>2009-10-12T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:41:50.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[p]omul saptamanii'/><title type='text'>Smantana si prazul Internetului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meniul zilei:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ochiipevoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ochiipevoi.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O duduie din Elena Cuza [numai acolo se intampla lucrurile misto, mai intai fetele cu foarfece apoi asta] care traieste cu impresia ca e o Justitiara In-Devenire [ce urat din partea ta]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;1."Ti se face greata cand vezi atatia tantalai, care vor sa para si ei ceva nu prin invatatura ci prin prostie, adica "popularitate". " &lt;/em&gt;Chiar nu-mi plac persoanele care vorbesc pentru mine. Poate nu mi se face greata. Ce ne facem atunci? Si de cant popularitatea e aceasi cu prostia? Deci, presupunand ca esti un tocilar care nu ia note mai mici de 8, si intri in echipa de baschet/volley/canoe a scoli si devi cunoscut, iti faci mai multi prieteni, toate cele, devi "popular", dar tu esti acelasi tocilar, alea carui "quilty pleasures" sunt sa joace sah si sa rezolve probleme la matematica. Te face cumva popularitatea mai "prost"? S-a inchis raiul pentru tine acum ca esti "mai popular"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cand o sa auziti ce cred altii despre voi" &lt;/em&gt;Hate to burst you bubble, dar doar tu scri pe blogul ala. Nu incerca sa ne minti in fata. Mai ai cativa ani pana poti candida la presedentie.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ma incalzeste faptul ca ne asigura ca nu e homofoba [nu], in conditiile in care incepe sa explice ca "paratul" nu este defapt gay, si nici bisexual, ci o pitipoanca masculina.&lt;br /&gt;Homosexualitatea reprezinta FEMINITATE CU CAPS-LOCK, din cate ne spune ea. Uite eu nu cred, uite de exemplu Freddie Mercury [din cate stiam n-a declarat nimic dar a aparut in "The Gay 100" asa ca...]. Ii inspira cuiva feminitate?&lt;br /&gt;Ca raspuns la sfatul ei de la sfarsit as vrea si eu sa-i dau un sfat. Ce sfat ar trebui sa urmeze Alin(a)? In toata postarea nu ai facut decat sa ne prezinti parerile tale personale despre orientarea sexuala a colegului tau. Si tot nu inteleg de ce il urasti asa mult? Pentru ca e gay wannabe? Daca era emoid te incalzea cu ceva?&lt;br /&gt;3. Urmatoarea postare o consider cantitate neglijabila. Poza e mai mare decat scrisu' [si mai corecta de altfel]. Trecem mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;4.  "Hmm... ruj rosu! Stiati ca doar persoanele care nu au incredere in fortele proprii folosesc o astfel de nuanta?"&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;Esti o sexista! Si eu folosesc ruj rosu. Si nu sunt singura, si Christina Aguilera poarta ruj rosu. De asemenea si Kelly Osbourne. Despre ele se spunem? Sunt cumva frustrate si nu stim noi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all: Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Urmatoarele 2 postari nu fac decat sa "se ia" de cititori. Tot ce am invat e ca sunt o frustrata care se da cu parfum ieftin in timp ce se uita la Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa o lamuresc pe Lady L., chiar nu ma simt mai inferioara fata de ea. Nu stiu daca exista inca omul care sa se creada inferior ei. Si cine a zis sa ne intrecem in cinism? Daca vrei sa-ti etalezi atat de mult atuurile, bravo tie! You got a cookie!&lt;br /&gt;Sfatul zilei: Renunta la blogging! Get a life! Gaseste-ti fond de ten nuanta potrivita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6209889532729653499?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6209889532729653499/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/smantana-si-prazul-internetului.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6209889532729653499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6209889532729653499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/smantana-si-prazul-internetului.html' title='Smantana si prazul Internetului'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5280861075223074295</id><published>2009-10-11T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:18:55.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Think all the mean girls that pulled your hair, are barefoot and pregnant now</title><content type='html'>Nyappy revine.&lt;br /&gt;Nu cu vreo idee geniala care va muta Pamantul mai aproape de soare, dar ceva asemenator.&lt;br /&gt;Muzica, luminile, actiune!&lt;br /&gt;Exact in momentele in care eroina noastra ramasese fara subiecte de dezbatut, o raza de lumina [not Elvis riding a lightning....ala da subiect de scris pe blog] a aparut.&lt;br /&gt;I've got tagged by Tovarasa Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat e ceasul?&lt;br /&gt;21:23&lt;br /&gt;Numele tau este?&lt;br /&gt;Ioana si Maria, dar lumea imi zice si Oana, o data s-a strigat dupa mine pe strada: "Hei, Cristina!"&lt;br /&gt;Porecla?&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy, Haru, Hajime Kurosawa(self-proclaimed cosplaying name "just in case i become famous"--Shh-yeah right!), Bunny, Usagi, BB, Baden Bunnien, Yaoi [FTW?!], si mai exista persoane care-mi zic Yoyo-chan&lt;br /&gt;Ai tatuaje?&lt;br /&gt;Nu, dar daca ar fi sa-mi fac mi-as face un cod de bare pe incheietura. Ca in "Doubt". Sau as scrie "Designed in China, Made in Korea".&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea ochilor?&lt;br /&gt;Brown. But it's not like "brown", it's like a super awesome incredibly avarege shade of brown.&lt;br /&gt;Locul in care te-ai nascut?&lt;br /&gt;Maternitate. D'uuh! what did you expect? A spaceship?&lt;br /&gt;Mancare favorita?&lt;br /&gt;Supa miso, cred. Si tempura maki. Si pastele alea din Elvetia. Chiar nu stiu daca erau bune sau imi era mie foame.&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost vreodata in USA?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Si nici nu stiu daca voi ajunge vreodata acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Ai infasurat vreodata pe cineva cu hartie igienica?&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred. Desi, am infasurat pe cineva in pungi negre de gunoi. Ba nu, stai, ala era costumu' bizantin din materiale reciclabile. Scuze!&lt;br /&gt;Ai iubit pe cineva atat de mult incat sa-ti vina sa plangi?&lt;br /&gt;Nu pricep ceva din chestia asta. Iubirea nu se presupune ca e frumoasa si...all that crap? De ce sa plangi?&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost implicat in vreun accident de masina?&lt;br /&gt;Daca "Nu te mai holba, nu e frumos!" poate fi considerat ca fiind implicare, da.&lt;br /&gt;Crutoane sau bacon?&lt;br /&gt;Bruschete PX&lt;br /&gt;Zi favorita din saptamana?&lt;br /&gt;Sambata PWNS every day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Resturant favorit?&lt;br /&gt;Restaurantul ala japonez din Vienna. What's 'is name again? Pe langa faptul ca aveam impresia ca o sa cad fix in Mariahilferstr. de la etajul 7 al complexului ala, erau si foarte random--am primit supa dupa desert.&lt;br /&gt;Ce sport iti place sa urmaresti?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i'm not a stalker. Nu urmaresc.&lt;br /&gt;Bautura favorita?&lt;br /&gt;Prince Igor (ceai), sau Earl Grey cu lapte.&lt;br /&gt;Inghetata favorita?&lt;br /&gt;Cea din Varna!&lt;br /&gt;Walt Disney sau Warner Bros?&lt;br /&gt;Warner Bros? Cred.&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant fast food favorit?&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds. Doar e cartierul general, ce naiba.&lt;br /&gt;Ce culoare are dormitorul vostru?&lt;br /&gt;Rosu, cu bej si cu Lavi. Da, Lavi e o culoare pt mine.&lt;br /&gt;De cate ori ai copiat la vreun examen?&lt;br /&gt;Nu comentez. Si mama imi citeste blogul. Now that i think about it, cred ca doar mama imi citeste blogul.&lt;br /&gt;De la cine ai primit leapsa asta?&lt;br /&gt;Tovarasa si Pretena Chris. "Soimii patriei" ain't got nothing on her. O adevarata patrioata si tovarasa de suferinta!&lt;br /&gt;In care magazin ai fi cheltuit toti bani de pe card?&lt;br /&gt;Planet-Japan, Ausstellungstr. 47, 1020 Wien (U2- Messe-Prater)&lt;br /&gt;Ce faci de obicei cand te plictisesti?&lt;br /&gt;Caut noi releasuri, imi pierd vremea pe DA, anunt cateva persoane de starea mea, si le "cer" sa ma distreze.&lt;br /&gt;La ce ora mergi la culcare?&lt;br /&gt;Habar n-am.&lt;br /&gt;Cine o sa raspunda prima/primul la leapsa asta?&lt;br /&gt;Nici nu stiu la vine vreau sa dau mai departe leapsa.&lt;br /&gt;Cati dintre cei carora le trimiti leapsa nu-ti vor raspunde?&lt;br /&gt;Paine, pesemne Yaoi &amp;amp;Life, Manga Fanatics [care parca nu mai este]&lt;br /&gt;Ce program tv nu pierzi niciodata?&lt;br /&gt;Reclamele se pun?&lt;br /&gt;Ultima persoana cu care ai luat masa la restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Jumate din Dattebayo, Cezara si ...cum o chema me copila aia? Andreea? Alexa? Alice?&lt;br /&gt;Ce asculti in momentul asta?&lt;br /&gt;Sunetul care se face atunci cand iese cineva de pe mess.&lt;br /&gt;Care e culoarea preferata?&lt;br /&gt;Rosu, negru, alb, gri[apropo, se pune ca fiind o culoare daca este obtinut din amestecarea a 2 nonculori?], bej, verde, hot pink&lt;br /&gt;Mare sau lac?&lt;br /&gt;Mare.&lt;br /&gt;Cate tatuaje ai?&lt;br /&gt;N/A.&lt;br /&gt;Ai ramas vreodata fara benzina la masina?&lt;br /&gt;N-am masina. Iar la role nu e nevoie de benzina. Desi am ramas fara roti.&lt;br /&gt;Ce preferi pisica sau catel?&lt;br /&gt;Iepuri.&lt;br /&gt;Ce anotimp preferi: vara sau iarna?&lt;br /&gt;Vara. Vacanta. Caldura. Mare. Caderi de calciu.&lt;br /&gt;Esti solo?&lt;br /&gt;Sti, ma everveaza cuvantul "solo" e prea...muzical. Nimeni nu intreaba niciodata: "Esti o pensula unica intr-un borcan?" sau ceva de genu'. E discriminare fata de artistii plastici.&lt;br /&gt;Esti indragostita de cineva?&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa raspund la asta.&lt;br /&gt;Cit e ceasul?&lt;br /&gt;22:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa merge la: Amu, Andu, Luxa, Hentai, si Story.&lt;br /&gt;Daca mai este cineva care vrea sa preia leapsa sa ma anunte si pe mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5280861075223074295?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5280861075223074295/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-all-mean-girls-that-pulled-your.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5280861075223074295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5280861075223074295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-all-mean-girls-that-pulled-your.html' title='Think all the mean girls that pulled your hair, are barefoot and pregnant now'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8567665606159023974</id><published>2009-10-01T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:10:34.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>It tastes like soap but it doesnt really taste like soap</title><content type='html'>Plangi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, really! I demand you to cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387711900752576210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SsT_bayAftI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vL51GlLM0Ao/s320/ceapa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Better now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Dramatic Moment] I feel really awful. Hell , right now, is totally under-rated. My feelings are hurt. [/Dramatic Moment]&lt;/ Moment Dramatic&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, Nyappy nu va scrie nimic "witty" pana nu i se vor vindeca sentimentele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Drum roll* Keywords time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(0); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;adidasi nike originali &lt;/a&gt;- Now on sale, only at "When life gives you lemons"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(1); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;cartea cum sa construiesti o farfurie zburatoare &lt;/a&gt;- comandati acum si veti primi gratuit "99 de sfaturi despre calatorie in timp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(2); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;-Mother Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(3); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;when life gives you lemons &lt;/a&gt;-aproape un an de aruncat limonada fara zahar in lume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(4); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;an cafe miku poveste &lt;/a&gt;-LEDENDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(5); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;anime girls deprimate &lt;/a&gt;-te-au mintit, sunt reala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(6); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;cand visezi ca nasti &lt;/a&gt;-nasol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(7); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;ce inseamna cand visezi ca nasti &lt;/a&gt;-a doua oara e cu noroc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(8); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;cnbgc licee &lt;/a&gt;-doar aici poti fi boboaca 2 ani la rand fara sa fi ramas repetenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(9); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;colectia veche de adidasi nike &lt;/a&gt;-si vechea mea colectie de borcane cu aer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(10); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;cum sa scrii invers &lt;/a&gt;- uits un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(11); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;cun sa scri un jornal in limba engleza &lt;/a&gt;-mai intai inveti sa scri in romana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(12); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;geanta cu desen pisica &lt;/a&gt;-scuze, am doar adidasi nike aici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(13); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;jocul de groaza cu patratul &lt;/a&gt;-*is already afraid and is hiding behind a rock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(14); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;jocuri amu &lt;/a&gt;- no more Shugo Chara! I'm begging you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(15); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;parapsihologul sa-mi ghiceasca &lt;/a&gt;-ma bucur pentru tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(16); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;povesti yaoi+16 &lt;/a&gt;- n00b!!!111one!1!1!1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(17); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;poze cu fete cu paru negru goale care sa aibe numele roxi &lt;/a&gt;-credeam ca eu ma ocup de yaoi....so i'm a pimp now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(18); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;sailor moon drawing portret &lt;/a&gt;-sure, whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(19); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;secrete &lt;/a&gt;-Really, cine cauta pe google secrete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(20); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;squirting bicicleta &lt;/a&gt;-Nu sunt Mos Craciun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(21); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;superstitia atunci cand te uiti la ceas &lt;/a&gt;-Sonia, is that you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(22); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;superstitie cand cazi pe scari &lt;/a&gt;-That no superstition, belive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(23); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;superstitii despre ceas indienii &lt;/a&gt;-indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(24); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;superstitii-candte uiti la ces la ora fixa .12 ;1;2;3;etc &lt;/a&gt;-si google mai trebuie ajutat cateodata, daca nu merge cu "te rog", poti da intotdeauna exemple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(25); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;the mj tapes- tradus in romana &lt;/a&gt;- patriotii *"Desteapta-te, romane" pe fundal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(26); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;traducere naruto im a emo kid &lt;/a&gt;-cu siguranta aici o gasesti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(27); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;when life give you lemons &lt;/a&gt;-esti ori emigrant ilegal, ori mai ai nevoie sa inveti macar 3 ani engleza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(28); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;where is &lt;/a&gt;-acolo unde e si colectia de adidasi nike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(29); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=21746572&amp;amp;pdr=20090831-20090930&amp;amp;cmp=average&amp;amp;trows=10&amp;amp;gdfmt=nth_day#"&gt;an cafe povestea lui miku &lt;/a&gt;-A fost si nu mai este.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pam-Pam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8567665606159023974?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8567665606159023974/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-tastes-like-soap-but-it-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8567665606159023974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8567665606159023974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-tastes-like-soap-but-it-doesnt.html' title='It tastes like soap but it doesnt really taste like soap'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SsT_bayAftI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vL51GlLM0Ao/s72-c/ceapa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5377721606435990300</id><published>2009-09-24T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:36:48.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><title type='text'>Half ninja, half samurai</title><content type='html'>I've been cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu e o idee care mi-a venit in timp ce-mi beam cafeaua de dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;I've really been cursed. Belive or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's a bird, no, it's a plane, no it's a FLASHBACK*&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o zi, Nyappy se plimba alaturi de entuziasmul ei debordant, pe "minunatele" stradute ale cartierului ei, de care se atasase. Cerul era senin, pasarile cantau, oamenii faceau ceea ce fac ei de obicei. Ce sa zic, bomboana de pe coliva, de-a dreptu'!&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy, mergea in continuare gandindu-se fericita la viitor, care presupunea sa nu faca nimic toata ziua si la sfarsit sa se vaite cat de obosita e. Deodata, eroina noastra [not], trece pe langa o cetateanca seniora. Nimic neobisnuit pana aici. Dar atunci, aceasta "tovarasa" incepe sa spuna o incantatie/reteta de supa la plic, cu o ura evidenta. *moment liric*&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i was like "Wtf?! Lord of the rings?" for the next 2 minutes. Than i was too busy not giving a damn, to actually give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day later&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy, se afla intr-un autobuz. She was enjoying the bus ride when... persoana din fata ei, care se facea sa citeasca o mini-Biblie/ Biblia pentru incepatori/ Pocket-sized Bible/ Bible Light/ 10 ways to be closer to Jesus [whatever], incepe sa se uite ciudat la Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;Prima reactie a lu' Nyappy, a fost "wha--? am ceva pe fata? inafara de nas, si pesemne 2 ochi?or, is it the shirt? griul nu este "in" sezonul asta, nu-i asa?". "The Holy man" insa nu zice nimic, spre surpinderea fetei [ma saturasem sa zic Nyappy, e plina lumea de noi de la o vreme, suntem ca martorii lui Iehova]. Cateva momente mai tarziu, tipul pune Biblia deoparte, isi face cruce [la TNB cred, ca nu era nicio biserica in zona] si apoi, iese din autobuz... "descoperind cu stupoare ca isi uitase matura zburatoare acasa."&lt;br /&gt;Expresia mea, PRICELESS, no Master Card could ever buy that. Chiar ma asteptam sa sara Ashton Kutcher dintre scaune si sa-mi zica "You've been Punk'd!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, What's the truth? Has Nyappy been cursed? Has she become the Anti-Christ? Should she stop blogging and start vlogging? Will Naruto ever come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;The misteries remain.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;And remember, Jesus is watching the apples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva...&lt;br /&gt;@ muncitorii de la M9 sau cum te-oi chema tu: Da, azi am purtat haine, si ieri tot haine am purtat, si acum 2 zile tot haine. You have an eye for detail. Chiar 2.&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca o sa traiesc cu ideea ca cizmele ma fac urata dar sper sa te obisnuiesti si tu cu ideea ca remarca aia nu te face mai destept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5377721606435990300?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5377721606435990300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/half-ninja-half-samurai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5377721606435990300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5377721606435990300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/half-ninja-half-samurai.html' title='Half ninja, half samurai'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3713521408584982129</id><published>2009-09-13T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:42:24.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Cronicile unei cepe comunitare</title><content type='html'>Ultima zi de vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Nu ma voi plange de sfarsitul vacantei, scoala sau de timpul pierdut. Asa ca daca asta cauti te sfatuiesc sa incerci la altcineva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima [si posibil ultima] postare "draguta" de pe blog.&lt;br /&gt;*deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc,Amu, pentru ramen. N-am stiut ca supa la plic va ajunge vreodata asa.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc,Ana, pentru ca i-ai dat numele meu unui onigiri fara nori. Desi mascota mea e un praz sau o ceapa.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Allu, pentru faptul ca acum as spune ca n-am de ce sa-ti multumesc doar ca sa-ti fac in ciuda.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Hentai, pentru featuringul "Viata cu Louie" X "Pana mea".&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc pentru datile cand ne jucam de-a razboiul mondial [1 sau 2. You name it] in Cismigiu. Vive le croissant!&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc pentru momentele cand cantam "In Italia", eu, zicand doar partile cu "In Italia", pentru ca nu stiu italiana.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Amu, pentru fiecare data cand [nu] te-ai ofticat atunci cand te strigam "Pedofilo!!". Reactia ta e mereu priceless.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, angajati ai Mc-ului de la Cismigiu, pentru ca nu ne-ati dat afara dupa ce ati vazut ca noi ne-am infiintat un cartier general acolo.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Tanti cu Copacii, pentru ca nu ne-ai luat la bataie cand vedeai ca ne holbam la tine. Si scuze apropo!&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Alfred [Amerika-san, whatever. Nu vroiam sa para ca-i multumesc Americii.], pentru ca esti pe Vodafone. Incepusem sa imi pierd speranta.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Chowny, pentru dialogurile alea sece la care radeam cu lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Tipule de la metrou Universitate, pentru ca ai generat cuvantul pe seama caruia o sa radem multa vreme de acum incoace.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc tuturor persoanelor care m-au intrebat "Aia e o ceapa?". Ghici ce, chiar e o ceapa!&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc pentru Paaa~staaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Chowny, pentru ca m-ai indrumat pe calea dreapta cu autobuzul. Dar tot nu te iert, eu ti-am zis sa nu faci onigiri in forma de om de zapada sau curcubeu, tu de ce nu mi-ai zis sa nu iau 70?&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Chibi Fest, ai fost un epic fail, dar daca nu erau n-as mai fi avut cui multumi.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, persoanelor neimportant de la mine din lista care dadeau massuri prin care multumeau sau isi luau la revedere de la alte persoane de la mine din lista.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Allu's pet shit, ca o ti pe Allu ocupata. De asemenea, pentru ca Robert crede ca sunt Agent secret sau vreo ruda [ne]apropiata a lui MJ.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Ana, pentru ca ai inventat un nou cuvant. "Vaoi"-nu se stie ce inseamna dar suna foarte poetic.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Cris.[punct], pentru ca ma alimentezi cu leapsa mereu. Plus, ai un blog misto.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Luci, pentru discutiile, care desi constau mai mult in barfa si Lady Gaga, erau amuzante in felul lor.&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, Andu, pentru ca pe blogul tau am omorat eu destule ore vara asta. PS: E de bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Multumesc, mie, pentru ca ar fi TRIST daca n-as face-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN.&lt;br /&gt;Pam-Pam!&lt;br /&gt;@Persoanelor carora le-am multumit: Va invit la  Pola/[slash]Timisoreana daca e vorba de Chowny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3713521408584982129?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3713521408584982129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/cronicile-unei-cepe-comunitare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3713521408584982129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3713521408584982129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/cronicile-unei-cepe-comunitare.html' title='Cronicile unei cepe comunitare'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-858571051677520127</id><published>2009-09-09T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:37:21.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Nyappy "The Rice ball" saga</title><content type='html'>Leapsa i missed because of camp.[de la Andu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care a fost primul/prima ? In orice …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prima amintire - Traversam calea ferata, alaturi de bunica-mea cred.&lt;br /&gt;prima poza in afara de cea de la botez - La mare. Poata lumea are prima poza la mare. Hopefully, copii mei daca o sa raspunda la asta o sa poata sa zica,[virgula] ca prima lor poza a fost intr-o farfurie zburatoare. Excursie de familie.&lt;br /&gt;prima jucarie – O papusa dintr-un material ciudat. Nu vreau sa spun ce s-a intamplat cu ea. Sa spunem ca dupa acea zi nu mai urma sa fie niciodata la fel.&lt;br /&gt;prima rochita - Una care arata ca un sailor fuku, doar ca mai urata. Nu vroiam niciodata sa o port pe motiv ca "miroase a peste".&lt;br /&gt;prima bataie – Cred ca am impins-o pe o fata o data. La tara. Nu spun ca eu eram cea mai desteapta pe vremea aia, dar tipa aia nu stiu exact ce vroia sa demonstreze. Chiar imi spunea ca toata familia mea era moarta, iar eu ii vedeam prin casa. In fine, am impins-o ,parca, si am plecat acasa.&lt;br /&gt;prima carte citita - Regele leu. Mai tarziu, Nyappy avea sa afle ca "Regele Leu" contine mesaje subliminale.&lt;br /&gt;primul film vazut - Sincer, nu mai stiu, parca era ceva cu indieni.&lt;br /&gt;prima bicicleta - N-am stiut sa merg pe bicicleta pana la 11 ani. Prima trotineta sau tricicleta nu se pune?&lt;br /&gt;primul cucui - M-am lovit cu capul de rama geamului [geam metalic]. Rezultat: whaaah!!!-cries like there is no tomorrow-&lt;br /&gt;primul lucru gasit – Corcoduse acre. Apoi a trebui sa gasesc pe cineva sa le manace, ceea ce a fost mai greu.&lt;br /&gt;primul lucru inapoiat - Nu mai stiu.&lt;br /&gt;primul dinte pierdut - Scos de asistenta de la Lovinescu. Heh! Dar a cazut sub un dulap de inadata ce am iesit din cabinet.*sad*&lt;br /&gt;prima chestie de care mie rusine sa imi amintesc – Eram in gara c parintii. Asteptam trenul. Si eu tocmai imi inghitisem guma si am inceput sa plang si sa tip ca "Nu vreau sa mor!" pentru ca nu stiu cine imi spusese mie ca daca iti inghiti guma, se lipeste de mate si mori.&lt;br /&gt;primul contact cu animalele – Puffy. Primul caine. Defapt Puffy se numea si al doilea. Si al treilea. Si al patrulea. Dupa n-am mai avut caini.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Nu au murit sub conducerea mea, au fugit.&lt;br /&gt;primul caine – Inafara de Puffy, Nero si Johnny, cainii bunicii mele. Ghici care era ala rau?&lt;br /&gt;prima poveste - Ceva legat de o fetita si niste urzici. Poveste care mi-o zicea mama ca sa mananc.&lt;br /&gt;primul job – Am participat cu cainele unei doamne la un concurs de caini. Am iesit pe locul 10, parca.&lt;br /&gt;primul joc de noroc – Am jucat Macao pe bani. Si am pierdut.&lt;br /&gt;primul lucru pe care l-am spus cand am venit de la scoala in prima zi – "Mama?"&lt;br /&gt;primul sarut – Provocare. Si nu, Amu, primul meu sarut n-a fost cu o tipa [desi asta intelesesesi prima data -_-" now you know i'm more of a yaoi-kind of girl than a yuri-kind of girl]&lt;br /&gt;prima poveste scrisa – "Colega mea de banca este...". Din pacate trebuia sa zicem doar chestii dragute. In realitate, she was a jerk how tried to steal stuff from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa de la Cris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am petrecut cea mai frumoasa vacanta in… sincera sa fiu, in Bucuresti. Te poti distra si in Bucuresti cateodata.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai de pret lucru pe care il am este… habar n-am, dar am o serie de lucruri pe care le numesc "norocoase".&lt;br /&gt;Imi bate inima tare atunci cand... deobicei la chestiile legate de straini. Am si eu fobiile mele. Tin minte ca atunci cand am facut cosplay Haruhi Suzumiya, zici ca eram impaiata. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Cand sunt suparată, intotdeauna… paranoia kicks in. Si devin si mai suparata.&lt;br /&gt;Cand ma indragostesc… am impresia ca persoana respectiva e atat de awesome. It's like a prince on a white horse. Defapt nu cal alb. Motocicleta. Si nu print. Something cool, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai fericita am fost atunci cand… Nu-mi amintesc. Nu, pe bune, chiar nu-mi amintesc cand am fost cel mai fericita.&lt;br /&gt;Nu spun niciodata NU propunerii de a... merge pe Lipscani, atata timp cat mergem sa ma uit si eu de vopseluri si pensule.&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii spun despre mine ca sunt… in general, rea sau foarte otaku. De altfel, lumea de multe ori crede ca sunt sarcastica si atunci cand nu sunt. Damn you, Yahoo Messenger!&lt;br /&gt;Daca ziua de maine n-ar mai exista, azi as… citi restul capitolelor din Gamble Fish. Vreau sa vad cu cate degete mai ramane Tomu, inainte sa mor.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai tare ma enervez atunci cand… Nu stiu daca cel mai tare, dar ma enervez atunci cand mama sterge Quick Time-ul din PC. iTunes nu merge fara el. Nu vreau sa traiesc cu aceleasi melodii in iPod o viata.&lt;br /&gt;Am emotii atunci cand trebuie sa… merg la doctor. Mereu iese ca sunt mai bolnava ca inainte.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai mult ma mandresc cu… Nu ma mandresc. De cand toata lumea a inceput sa zica "Da' tu ai totul din Austria?" atunci cand le raspund la vesnica intrebare "De unde ai asta?". Acum nu vreau sa va vad facand pe desteptii intreband, "Dar tu si chilotii ii ai din Austria?". Nu spun nici "da", nici "nu".&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai frumos cadou pe care l-am primit a fost… nu mai stiu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu as renunta niciodata la… am cumpara blocuri de desen din hartie reciclata. Pe langa faptul ca hartia e buna si sunt multe foi, a vazut careva cate hectare de paduri sunt "exterminate" anual? Nu vreau sa contribui la asta.&lt;br /&gt;Cea mai bună prietenă este... Andreea Akemi (yay! Constanta). Restul, suntem ca niste surori, best friends e prea putin.&lt;br /&gt;O zi este perfecta atunci cand… stai in pijama toata ziua si la sfarsitul zilei nu regreti ca ai pierdut timpul degeaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepsele se duc la: Amu, Allu, Luciaaaaan!!![asta pentru ca toata lumea ma parasteste pentru Wordpress, i ,on the other hand, :heart: Blogspot. Deal with it!], Lollen [ca sa nu crezi ca te-am uitat], Hentai si Mamaie Luxa, Story, Kayura, Cris.[leapsa de la Andu], Andu[leapsa de la Cris.], tanti Uchiha [aka Anadiana] si Ultimated Order[i mean, Black Order Cosplay].&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now go out there and tag some people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-858571051677520127?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/858571051677520127/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/nyappy-rice-ball-saga.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/858571051677520127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/858571051677520127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/nyappy-rice-ball-saga.html' title='Nyappy &quot;The Rice ball&quot; saga'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8394507276823574690</id><published>2009-09-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:28:18.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Aisuuuuu~</title><content type='html'>Facandu-si loc prin multimea de Nyappy care au aparut pe Blogspot, "The Not Quite First" Nyappy s-a intors victorioasa [sau nu] in tara [de mai multe zile, dar nu prea cred ca conteaza].&lt;br /&gt;Tinand cont ca nimeni n-ar dori o descriere gen "munte-munte-munte-vaca", o sa trec la un subiect si mai neinteresant si foarte neoriginal. As expected from one of the Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;Superstitia legata de ora fixa.&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea stie de ea. Te uiti la ceas cand e ora fixa, gasesti litera corespunzatoare acelei ore, insiri diverse nume care incep cu acea litera si este posibil ca una din acele persoane aproape sa-i pese de tine.&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, nu stiu ce credeti, dar mi se pare imposibil ca o persoana care 364 de zile te-a urat de moarte, sa inceapa sa te iubeasca doar pentru ca te-ai uitat tu la ceas cand era ora fixa. Iar daca ai un ceas cu cuc? Sau daca produce vreun sunet atunci cand e ora fixa? Nu se cheama trisat, sau esti tu cel mai iubit dintre pamanteni?&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, daca numarul de inmatriculare al unei masini care nu se afla in repaus are 2 litere identice, una dupa alta, acea litera va fi prima litera a numelui persoanei care te iubeste. Sa luam, ca exemplu, pe mine. Masina familiei, Nyappy-mobilul-care de altfel e o Dacia Logan alba, are la numarul de inmatriculare 2 de X, unul dupa altul [pe langa alte numere si litere nefolositoare]. Cred ca sunt nenumarate datile cand am vazut masina asta in miscare. Deci, ar trebui sa ma uit dupa alte litere sau sa-mi astept iubitul cu X?&lt;br /&gt;Singurele superstitii pe care le-as intelege, ar fi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa nu treci sub o scara. Acum sincer, cine ar trece pe sub o scara? pe langa faptul ca e putin spatiu pe unde sa te strecori, exista si o mica mai mare posibilitate sa-ti cada scara in cap. La asta e probabilitatea cea mai mare sa ti se intample ceva rau. Ori instantaneu, sa-ti cada scara imediat in cap, ori in timp, sa-ti cada alta scara in cap daca tot ai obiceiul asta.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa nu calci pe capacul de la canale. Mi se pare normal, daca nu sunt inchise?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;O alta forma de superstitii...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Massurile-niste superstitii updatate. Astfel, daca nu ti se intampla bine, neaparat ti se intampla ceva rau. As simple as that! Interesant e ca, eu, desi n-am trimis niciun mass de 2 ani, n-am patit nimic, desi in fiecare saptamana cineva tine sa ma anunte ca i s-a intamplat cuiva pe bune chestia asta. Daca s-a intamplat, nu inseamna ca cercul s-a terminat acolo? De ce sa mai trimiti dupa ce vezi ca cineva "tocmai a patit ce zice massul"? Pe bune, oamenii de genul asta ar extermina tot globul daca "The Ring" ar fi pe bune.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After-gargara:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu, nici macar massul cu Rares nu-l trimit. Nu-mi pasa ca e pe gratis, nici mie nu-mi da nimeni nimic. De ce sa ma simt eu nevoita sa-l tot ajut de 2 ani incoace? Si eu poate vreau sa sap o groapa pana in China, dar nu-mi furnizeaza nimeni banii pentru lopeti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu ma intelegeti gresit. Inca imi place sa cred ca exista Fat-Frumos, si desi mi se pare dubios ca un strain sa-ti intre in casa si sa-ti lase cadouri, chiar mi-ar placea sa existe Mos Craciun si Zana Maseluta. Dar, nu cred in supertitii[sau cel putin in unele], in morti-vii si in vampiri. In fact, I bear a grudge on  Stephenie Meyer. Din cauza ei am fost nevoita sa-mi petrec cantitati imense in diferite librarii, citind carti de razboi si fiind considerata o ciudata din acest motiv, in timp ce prietenele mele suspinau dupa o boala care le-ar putea face sa arate ca vampirii.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8394507276823574690?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8394507276823574690/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/aisuuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8394507276823574690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8394507276823574690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/aisuuuuu.html' title='Aisuuuuu~'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2671130805934072700</id><published>2009-08-16T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:37:42.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Living in an unicorn-less country</title><content type='html'>Tinand cont ca nu se stie cand o sa mai scriu, sau daca o sa mai scriu luna asta. M-am gandit sa umplu spatiul cu o leapsa [a doua optiune fiind opiniile si gandurile mele de om depresiv].&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa vine de la Zana Amu, care s-a asigurat personal ca ajunge la mine, Zana Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) ce autor apare cel mai des la tine în bibliotecă?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J. K. Rowling-eram fana Harry Potter cand eram mica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) din ce carte ai mai multe exemplare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Marile sperante" parca, nu mai stiu, tocmai am aruncat niste carti care aveau dubluri asa ca momentan cred ca am cate una din fiecare. Oricum, "Marile sperante" ramane raspunsul final, cartea asta tot apare cand te astepti mai putin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) de ce personaj de ficţiune eşti sau ai fost amorezat în secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beyond Birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;4) ce carte ai citit cel mai des?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Manga se pune? Cred ca am citit de 2 ori "Doki Doki Love Neco".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Fact: nu-mi place sa citesc cartile de 2 ori, deja sti ce se intampla. Where's the fun in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;5) care era cartea ta preferată la 10 ani?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Habar n-am ce-mi placea acum 5 ani. Oricum stiu ca prezentam un mare interes fata de "Baltagul" si "Mara", ca apoi, mai tarziu, entuziasmul meu sa piara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;6) care a fost cea mai proastă carte citită anul trecut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Din nou, nu era carte, era manga. Bad Luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Acum chiar inteleg de ce se cheama asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;7) care a fost cea mai bună carte citită anul trecut?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;"Dark Water" de Koji Suzuki. Pe langa faptul ca a fost geniala, mai era si un cadou de la mine pentru mine pentru ca am inceput liceul.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;8)dacă ar trebui să obligi pe cineva să citească o carte, care ar fi aceea?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;"Shogun". Macar primul volum.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;9) cine crezi că ar trebui să câştige premiul nobel pentru literatură?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Sincer acum. Andu sau Minami Haruka.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;10) ce carte ţi-ar plăcea să vezi ecranizată?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;"Goth". Manga-ul. Pentru ca n-am citit cartea *sob sob* I'm really poor.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;11) descrie visul cel mai straniu care să fi inclus un scriitor, o carte, sau un personaj literar&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Am visat odata ca faceam inking-ul pentru Maki Murakami. And she actually wore that panda hat. Wierd,huh?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;12) care e cartea cea mai puţin cultă pe care ai citit-o ca adult?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Nu si tu. Don't give me that "adult" crap. Imi e de ajuns ca in fiecare an sunt intrebata daca eu sunt profesoara de la cursurile de desen, sau daca am venit cu copilul acolo.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;13) care e cartea cea mai dificilă pe care ai citit-o?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Incepusem sa citesc "Analitica Prima" odata. Am renuntat dupa primele 10 pagini.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;14) preferi autorii francezi sau ruşi?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Rusi. Definitly.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;15) shakespeare, milton, sau chaucer?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Am citit doar Shakespeare. Cred ca raman la el.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;16) ce te deranjează cel mai mult în activitatea lecturii?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Faptul ca toate cartile de la Rao au hartia galbena.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;17) care e romanul tău favorit?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;"De veghe in lanul de secara"&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;18) joci ceva?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Am chef de karaoke. Adica parca n-am mai chinuit de mult vecinii.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;19) povestiri scurte, schiţe?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Da. Anytime.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;20) non-ficţiune?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Gravitation-The Novel. Gays are non-fictional, right?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;21) scriitorul favorit?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Koji Suzuki. Die, Diverta People, die! Va uitati la mine de parca as cere ofrande atunci cand intreb daca aveti ceva de KS! DIE!!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;22) ce scriitor crezi că este supraevaluat?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Stephenie Meyer.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;23) ce carte ţi-ai lua pe o insulă pustie?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Japanese in Mangaland. Toate volumele. Daca o sa mor acolo, macar sa mor stiind japoneza.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;24) şi… acum ce citeşti?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;Etichete de haine, sub apa. Acum putem termina odata cu asta?&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you like cookies, do this tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each time you don't do it, God kills a bunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kittens are too clishee.&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/9138201779381915781-2671130805934072700?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2671130805934072700/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-in-unicorn-less-country.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2671130805934072700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2671130805934072700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-in-unicorn-less-country.html' title='Living in an unicorn-less country'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-951365865636401949</id><published>2009-08-13T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:38:07.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>How 'bout summoning the devil?</title><content type='html'>Hi, it's not the devil, it's tag. From Amu.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's ,basicly, the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to use: nu prea am inteles, o sa scriu chestii random. Nu cred ca se supara nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pana mea, de ce nu merge? i-am dat deja de 3 ori Copy+Paste. Die, die, die!!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima bautura: vin rosu (dulce!!!). Lawl, dar nu eram beata oricum. Nu, nu ma imbatasem, nu ma imbat atat de usor. Eram doar un pic ametita. Nu-mi pasa ce ziceti.Hm!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima mancare: Omleta facuta de Amu. Doamne, ma bantuie! Pe bune, poate imi era mie foame, dar omleta aia era mama omletelor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima amintire: Eu, mica, traversam, nu mai stiu ce, era ca un pod pe liniile de cale ferata. Si mai eram cu cineva care plangea. Dar nu mai stiu exact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primul gand frumos: Sunt multe, adica eu traiesc intr-o lume cu multe chestii frumoase (si mitologice, uneori), ganduri frumoase: pacea in lume, red haired bishies, un atelier plin de vopseluri, panze si pensule, propria mea brutarie, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primul gand urat: Habar n-am, totusi nu cred ca e Ana, Ana e in categoria penibilo-amuzant. Gand urat, hm, ganduri induse de foame sau gen. &lt;em&gt;Later edit: Stiu, un gand urat, ieri am fost innebunita cu massuri legate de meetingul pentru Mj, inteleg ce fac fanii dar totusi cred ca fiecare persoana din lista mi-a trimis mesajul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima fapta buna: Eu fac fapte bune deci o sa fie usor, hmmm...hm.... . Ei bine, n-am omorat pe nimeni. Ganditi-va ca e o fapta buna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima fapta rea: Bless me, father! Cuz i have sinned! Um...nu....spal...vase!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primul contact cu calculatorul: Error 404!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima senzatie: Caldut, moale si pufos. Yeah, I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:later later edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;later&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pe romaneste "imi iubesc patul", dar nu pricep de ce nu merge sa scriu asta?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;li&gt;Prima enervare: &lt;em&gt;"Daca nu ajungeti pana la fara un sfert, imi bag picioarele in OnigiriCon si ies din grup. Pana mea! va astept de o ora, unde naiba sunteti? Ati fost in statia de tramvai de la fix, cat naiba va ia?" &lt;/em&gt;Recunoaste careva?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima spaima: Kato.[punct] Mai nou am fobie de Kato.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima emisiune tv: ceva legat de un tip care trebuia sa o coafeze pe una. Un fel de "inelul cu diamant" dar reverse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prima carte inceputa: Nu e prima, dar da e carte, si e inceputa, "Prabusirea casei Usher" E.A.Poe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primul vis: Chiar nu vreau sa vorbesc despre asta. Din cauza visului asta imi e frica de Kato. Al doilea vis, nici despre asta nu vreau sa vorbesc. E prea plictisitor, visam ca dormeam. Sau ceva gen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cine merge leapsa? Pai, la Cris.[punct], la Andu, la Lolli si la Amerika-san!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-951365865636401949?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/951365865636401949/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-bout-summoning-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/951365865636401949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/951365865636401949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-bout-summoning-devil.html' title='How &apos;bout summoning the devil?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7584231392317044910</id><published>2009-08-12T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:44:01.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>Bishies, demoni sau perne?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKfkWhbsKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Z0FcM11YIF0/s1600-h/scan0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369029152648966306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKfkWhbsKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Z0FcM11YIF0/s320/scan0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allu, bucura-te! Asta e pentru tine. M-am gandit sa fiu draguta cu tine(defapt, cand nu sunt eu draguta?Stai, nu raspunde). Happy Not Really your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully, asa dulapul meu nu va mai fi in primejdie. My next move will be creating a copy of my wall*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After thoughts: Data viitoare cand zic ca ar fi fun sa pictez noaptea, please, beat me senseless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369031271536367794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKhfr_jmLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/33WOjeabAAw/s320/HPIM1298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poza de grup. Prin geam. Cu mandrie(not) zic ca poza asta a iesit cel mai bine din toate de pana acum. Chiar ar trebui sa angajez un fotograf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De la dreapta la stanga: China-kun, Japan-kun si Greece-kun(aka Gavroche)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Era si un Italia-kun, dar...*sniff sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369033011743606226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKjE-xSxdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5H_W7apx7Io/s320/HPIM1296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poza cu antichitati(aka telefonul meu). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PS: Nu, telefonul meu inca nu a ajuns la rangul de "maimuta cu care se pozeaza lumea la mare", nu e chiar atat de vechi incat sa fie valoros, dar Geece-kun e prins de el asa ca de bine de rau si telefonul va intra in poze. C'est la vie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369033806728074130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKjzQUXE5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/MhoQIBIGPgU/s320/HPIM1300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poza de Pitzipoanca!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pam-Pam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-7584231392317044910?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7584231392317044910/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/bishies-demoni-sau-perne.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7584231392317044910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7584231392317044910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/bishies-demoni-sau-perne.html' title='Bishies, demoni sau perne?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SoKfkWhbsKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Z0FcM11YIF0/s72-c/scan0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5688648907125512484</id><published>2009-08-10T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:20:49.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Dove Fuggi?</title><content type='html'>Hai sa incepem cu un joc de creatie.&lt;br /&gt;Imagineaza-ti ca esti pe strada. In Bucuresti. La Unirea sa zicem. Te duci sa te intalnesti cu "unele"[sa zicem ca nu le cunosti prea bine, inca sunt in categoria "unele", dupaia evolueaza in "niste tipe"]. Mergi, mergi, mergi [on the yellow bricked road] cand deodata te opreste "un necunoscut".  Tu te pregatesti sa zici "Nu, nu stiu, nu vreau, sa sti ca ti-as da dar n-am niciun ban la mine"-fazele clasice. Dar, el te ia prin surprindere si te intreaba daca ai fost la un eveniment care a avut loc cu 2 ani inainte sa te fi nascut, pentru ca el te tine minte de acolo. Cum reactionezi?&lt;br /&gt;Asta ramane pentru voi sa raspundeti.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Daca esti Nyappy sau "Niappy"(un Nyappy feic adica) urmeaza sa scri vreo 5 postari pe seama asta si sa ai de ce sa razi cam ..nu foarte mult, sa zicem toata viata.&lt;br /&gt;Din seria "Vive le OTV", am aflat raspunsul. Scopul vietii. Cine a fost primul: oul sau gaina.Fanfara, va rog! Am aflat secretul calatoriei mele in timp.&lt;br /&gt;Secretul "Secretelor" este: Prima teleportare a avut loc in Romania. Aplauze va rog! Asta cica a fost un "Soc in parapsihologie". Cred si eu. Adica sa te gandesti ca exista tari cu mult mai civilizate si cu o tehnologie mult mai avansata decat a noastra, dar totusi noi suntem primul popor care s-a teleportat. Asta da soc.&lt;br /&gt;Oare ce fac romanii daca merg in trecut? Inafara de mersul la concerte MJ. Cred ca as intelege americanii daca s-ar duce in trecut. Nemtii...Evreii...."Asienii"[lawl, Amu]. Dar noi, romanii ce am face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Am terminat. Pana data viitoare las urmatoarea tema de gandire.[si scriere daca vreti sau va credeti mai talentosi]&lt;br /&gt;Cine ar fi cel mai probabil sa descopere masina timpului: americanii, nemtii, evreii, "asienii", romanii, otv sau Nyappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offtopic: A luat 2 ore dar am reusit. I present you Chibi Hetalia figures[din lut]. Pam pam!&lt;br /&gt;Pesemne o sa le fac si poze...dupa ce le termin. Poate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5688648907125512484?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5688648907125512484/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/dove-fuggi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5688648907125512484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5688648907125512484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/dove-fuggi.html' title='Dove Fuggi?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6338153111854744628</id><published>2009-08-08T02:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:11:34.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my happy world, now get your shit and leave!</title><content type='html'>Amu, corectez.&lt;br /&gt;Scriu despre altceva. Sunt de acord cu ce ai zis. Dar, in fine, i just can't write 'bout innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci, my rant. "Mary-sue" magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definitie:&lt;/strong&gt; Niste reviste Barbie un pic mai evoluate, care te fac sa crez ca te invata cum sa fi kwell sau pe trend. In general doar cu asta se ocupa. Asta si ocupatul spatiului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exemple:&lt;/strong&gt; Orice revista cu o coperta frumos colorata cu un manechin adolescentin si titluri care se termina in "Girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ce contin revistele astea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubrica legata de haine:&lt;/strong&gt; In fiecare luna, sunt alte haine. Si in fiecare luna aceste haine sunt must-have-uri. Ce nu pricep este: cum va reusi aceasta social-butterfly care citeste lunar revista sa-si cumpere toate hainele? Si hainele de "firma" adesea prezentate in revistele astea, de unde o sa le cumpere tanara speranta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubrica legata de cosmetice:&lt;/strong&gt; De obicei sunt scurte, ca mesajele subliminale. Si toate prezinta cele 5 parfumuri "hot"[da, chiar, cum poate un parfum sa fie hot? ce naiba e? ciorba?-Wanted-Adjective noi] care au aparut si pe care trebuie sa le detii daca vrei sa iesi din casa cu demnitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubrica de "hai s-o intrebam pe doamna, psihiatru":&lt;/strong&gt; O rubrica, care merge pe principiul Copy+Paste. Adica inteleg ca in fiecare luna cate o cititoare fidela ramane insarcinata, dar daca e atat de fidela de ce simte nevoia sa trimita si ea scrisori prin care sa intrebe daca sa le spuna parintilor sau nu. N-ar fi mai usor sa se inspire din numarul trecut?&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, aici se pun cele mai ciudate intrebari. Inteleg ca nu noi am fost primele maimute care au inceput sa mearga in 2 picioare, dar aveti si voi decenta, oamenilor! Normal ca nu poti ramane insarcinata de la un sarut. Si daca te-a inselat cu cea mai buna prietena, mama, fratele tau si cainele, chiar am impresia ca nu poti avea in continuare incredere in el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubrica "cu nenorociri:&lt;/strong&gt; Stiu, e trist. Ajunsesem intr-o perisoada sa cumpar revistele doar pentru rubrica asta. Initial ai crede ca aici vin victimele violurilor sa-si povesteasca viata, dar nu-i asa. Daca tipul da care-ti place are sau avea iubita sau daca se intampla sa fie gay, asta da motiv sa impartasesti frustrarile cu lumea intreaga. Si niciodata nu strica sa mai infloresti un pic, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horoscop:&lt;/strong&gt; Mereu m-am intrebat cu pot stelele sa spuna atatea lucruri despre mine si ,totusi, sa greseasca 4 luni la rand. Da, ati auzit bine, 4 luni la rand stelele mi-au zis ca imi voi gasi jumatatea, sufletul pereche, whatever. Dupa ce aceste 4 luni au trecut, eu am ramas tot o jumatate si/sau un suflet desperecheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubrica mondena:&lt;/strong&gt; Cea mai plictisitoare parte dintr-o revista. In fiecare luna, revistele te obliga sa venerezi cate o persoana noua, despre care iti dau cele mai inutile informatii posibile. Doar asa sa sti pe cine venerezi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuarea, numarul viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Sau dupa statuie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6338153111854744628?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6338153111854744628/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-my-happy-world-now-get-your.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6338153111854744628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6338153111854744628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-my-happy-world-now-get-your.html' title='Welcome to my happy world, now get your shit and leave!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2888096462280977863</id><published>2009-08-05T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:51:31.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Nu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dragii mei vecini,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sper sa muriti in chinuri groaznice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am inteles, va sunt antipatica. Nici mie nu imi sunteti prea simpatici.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunteti oameni de treaba, seriosi si culti pana in punctul de a spune ceva cocalarilor care se strang in fiecare seara sub geamuri pentru "a-si asculta muzica". Cred ca asta ar fi o problema mai mare decat faptul ca eu nu va salut atunci cand intoarceti capul cu dispret.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plus ca mi se pare foarte dragut ca nu observati ca usa de la intrare e stricata sau ca vecinii de desupra arunca resturi  mancare pe ferestra, dar in schimb obevati cat de des ies eu din bloc. Apropo, da, locuiesc aici. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.: I don't act like this because I think I'm too good for you, I act like this because you are jerks. All of you, dammit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.2: Respectele mele proprietearului cainelui/pisicii/rudei care a scormonit in ghivecele de la etajul inferior etajului meu! [nu ca mi-ar pasa de estetica etajului aluia, dar chiar numi place sa-mi intre pamant in slapi]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.3: Data viitoare puneti un bec verde la intrare. Ma simt ca in "Red light district" cu becul ala rosu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXO,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nyappy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acum niste stiri (ne)importante.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am infiintat petitia conform careia painea sa se numeasca Ana. Din nefericire nenorocitii aia n-au aprobat-o. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tocmai am fost concediata din postul meu de sora mai mare. Si acum sufar "de nu mai pot". In fine, s-a decis in locul meu faptul ca voi fi "dadaca" unei tipe care nici nu-mi era ruda si acum maica-sa mai e si suparata pe mine ca n-am avut grija de ea sa se intoarca la timp acasa. Ce sa zic. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inca se fac inscrieri in Dattebayo Factor. Daca iti pasa sau pur si simplu n-ai cu ce sa-ti ocupi timpul liber si/sau ai avut un trecut mai mult sau mai putin tragic, inscrie-te!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2888096462280977863?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2888096462280977863/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2888096462280977863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2888096462280977863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/nu.html' title='Nu.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4849979120152545222</id><published>2009-07-31T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:45:07.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>Ciorba de planuri secrete</title><content type='html'>Urasc petitiile.&lt;br /&gt;Mai ales cele online.&lt;br /&gt;Cate petitii online chiar functioneaza? Iar cate din cele care functioneza se afla pe siteuri de genul "incepe-ti propria petitie"? Si de ce petitie? E ultima moda sa ai impresia ca poti schimba lumea doar cu un click?&lt;br /&gt;De ce aceasta ura pe petitii?&lt;br /&gt;Sa incepem cu inceputul, de cateva zile, lumea ma tot informeaza de petitia pentru reintroducerea Animax in grila de programe. Am vaga presimtire ca cineva din lista de messenger a inceput toata chestia asta. In fine, nu vreau sa acuz pe nedrept oameni, la fel am presimtirea ca il am pe Satana in lista dar inca nu i-am zis asta pentru ca ne intelegem destil de bine.&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la problema noastra, de la o vreme toata lumea vorbeste de Animax. Animax in sus, Animax in jos. Fratilor, inainte nu va placea, ce diferenta face daca il scot acum? Mai vroiati sa vedeti si a 20-a oara primele 10 episoade din Full Metal Alchemist?&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea acum da motive de genul: "sunt mega-super-giga-ultra-fana anime[[observati ca termenul care ar inlocui "mega-super-ultra", si anume "otaku", este omis,doar e rusinos sa fi otaku,nu?]] si de aia vreau Animax inapoi"-bun, da' daca esti super-mega-fana anime, te rezumi doar la Animax?. Ocazional, lumea o rupe si in engleza, &lt;em&gt;bicaz "vrem Animax" izant inaf&lt;/em&gt;, "We want Animax" e cool acum.&lt;br /&gt;La final, vreau sa creez o rubrica speciala pentru cei carora nu le plac animeurile dar tot semneaza petitia. Oamenii de genul asta pe mine ma lasa in ceata. Ce cauti tu pe pagina unei petitii de reintroducere a Animaxului in conditiile in care nu-ti plac animeuri? Geniali sunt aia care mai mentioneaza "nu-mi plac animeurile, dar imi plac desenele animate". Va rog sa-mi spuna si mie cineva care e diferenta dintre un desen animat, gen "Spioanele" si un anime gen, sa zicem "Azumanga Daioh"? Tot desene animate sunt pana la urma. Ca sa nu jignim lumea, mai bine le zicem japanimatii, dar pana la urma, ce dracu, sunt desene animate realizate in Japonia. Lumea nu uraste toate desenele animate, le uraste doar pe cele nipone. Nu stiu ce credeti voi dar mie asta imi suna deja a rasism.&lt;br /&gt;Inca nu am vazut oameni care sa considere ca "din pacate se uita la animeuri, desi ei le urasc"[vai ce oroare pe voi, aproape ca mi s-a facut mila, va obliga cineva de acasa sa va uitati la animeuri?Haideti sa sunam la protectia copilului!] si cei care "se considera justitiari si vor eradica animeurile pentru ca sunt perverse si pline de violenta si totodata, pe perversii, sadicii, obsedatii, psihopatii si deviatii sexual care se uita la ele"[eu oare in care ma incadrez?hm? acum am la ce reflecta. V-asi invita sa vizionam Hello Kitty impreuna, ala da guro hentai, dar din pacate nu prea am pungi in casa in care sa vomitati]&lt;br /&gt;In final voi face un anunt. Daca se strang 5 comentarii la aceasta postare, imi incep propria petitie, de a redenumi painea, Ana. De ce Ana? In ultimele zile, numele Ana a fost mai ceva ca painea, era "de toate zilele" ba chiar de mai multe ori pe zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Ana, nu Ana. Cine stie cunoaste. Apropo, cred ca cunosc doar o singura Ana. In fine, e vorba despre tine Ana. Ana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4849979120152545222?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4849979120152545222/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/ciorba-de-planuri-secrete.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4849979120152545222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4849979120152545222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/ciorba-de-planuri-secrete.html' title='Ciorba de planuri secrete'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2362681151271277976</id><published>2009-07-29T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:47:06.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><title type='text'>Cosplei</title><content type='html'>Rezumatul:&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy si-a incheiat colaborarea cu Ultimated Cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;Si Ultimated Cosplay se pare ca si-au incheiat activitatea.&lt;br /&gt;Intreaga poveste APROAPE ca o face pe Nyappy sa se simta prost.&lt;br /&gt;Aproape.&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy are acum o echipa noua.&lt;br /&gt;Le roi est mort!Vive le roi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai detaliat:&lt;br /&gt;Dupa scandalul provocat de Tamara, mai exact cand a facut o sceneta pentru Nijikon si toata lumea i-a sarit in cap, Nyappy a simtit ca ceva nu merge bine. Dupa n batalii esuate in care am incercat sa conving lumea ca poate ar trebui sa lucram si noi un pic, Nyappy a renuntat. A iesit din grup si si-a facut propria echipa[cu ajutorul lu' Amu, bineinteles]&lt;br /&gt;Long live, Dattebayo Factor![iei, iupi, iahu! Jubilez]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avantajul:&lt;br /&gt;E excelent sa fi intr-un grup de cosplayeni care chiar fac cosplay.[Punct]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dezavantajul:&lt;br /&gt;Lumea primeste telefoane de amenintare de la Ana care n-are ce face. She is like "Cosplay is not about winning a competition, cosplay is about having fun, but still we will kick your asses at Niji. Wait and see!" and we're like "Oh, yeah? You and what army?". In fine, mi s-a povestit atata de "surprizele" pe care o sa le avem la si pana la Nijikon incat incep sa vad o mica Andreea Marin tin toata lumea.&lt;br /&gt;In fine, Ana, ai grija de tine, nu te enerva ca n-am vrea sa ucizi pe cineva cu papusa aia fara cap de la Otaku. Gambate, sau poate nu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alte detalii:&lt;br /&gt;Inca se fac inscrieri in Dattebayo Factor. Imi tin promisiunea de a suna politia daca Ana continua cu amenintarile. Pedo Bear Rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2362681151271277976?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2362681151271277976/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/cosplei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2362681151271277976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2362681151271277976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/cosplei.html' title='Cosplei'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8392102313235266242</id><published>2009-07-25T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:05:12.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>The pain, the agony of not being able to come with a witty comeback</title><content type='html'>Zi tampita.&lt;br /&gt;Din multe puncte de vedere. Pentru a o continua in aceasi maniera, am cules o leapsa, sau mai multe de pe un blog care ar putea la fel de bine sa se cheme Blog of Tag [practic, intruchiparea blogului meu in cateva luni].&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Ziua cea mai frumoasă?&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare zi de 18 a fiecarei luni. Cine stie cunoaste.&lt;br /&gt;Lucrul cel mai uşor?&lt;br /&gt;Un fulg?&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai mare obstacol?&lt;br /&gt;As zice prostia, dar pana la prostie cred ca un zid de beton cu sarma ghimpata deasupra ar fi destul de greu de trecut.&lt;br /&gt;Cea mai mare greşeală?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people driving.&lt;br /&gt;Cauza răutăţilor?&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy.[punct]&lt;br /&gt;Cea mai mare înfrângere?&lt;br /&gt;Nu e chiar o infrangere dar a fost foarte naspa. Am pariat o data ca nu sunt beata cu Hentai, si pana am ajuns la hotel ea a inceput sa-mi zica ca sunt beata pen'ca noi n-am pariat de la bun inceput asta. E posibil sa fi fost beata, dar nu nebuna. Nu vroiam sa-mi dea nimic, doar sa recunoasca. I still think she is an ass for this.&lt;br /&gt;Prima necesitate?&lt;br /&gt;Spatiu.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai mare mister?&lt;br /&gt;Elodia. Gata le-am zis pe toate.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai mare defect?&lt;br /&gt;Al meu? Romania. Al celorlalti? Tot Romania.&lt;br /&gt;Persoana cea mai periculoasă?&lt;br /&gt;Mama. She could kill Chuck Norris if she wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai urât sentiment?&lt;br /&gt;Cand cineva tocmai iti spune ca ai o problema, and you know they're liing. I mean, what are they? Doctors?&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai frumos cadou?&lt;br /&gt;O cana cu cafea cu lapte si fara zahar, langa pat. E ceva mic, dar e placut ca atunci cand te trezesti sa nu trebuiasca sa-ti faci tu cafeaua, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai bun remediu?&lt;br /&gt;Xanax + votka. [Glumesc!]&lt;br /&gt;Protecţia efectivă?&lt;br /&gt;2 degete in urechi in timp ce canti "Lalala, nu te aud"&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai necesare persoane?&lt;br /&gt;Eu, jumatatea necocalara a listei de messenger, si "cea mai periculoasa persoana" pe care o cunosc [tehe]&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentul cel mai frumos?&lt;br /&gt;Acea senzatie de FTW?! combinata cu "hey! the world is full of wierdoes"-feeling care am avut-o cand am descoperit ca exista pusca cu Hello Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vorba preferata: *mai nou* indubitabil!&lt;br /&gt;2. Vorba detestata: Nu.&lt;br /&gt;3. Drogul favorit: Manga&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunetul preferat: Tantari la miezul noptii...ii ador&lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunetul detestat: Sunetul pe care il face ata dentara cand este folosita&lt;br /&gt;6. Ce zic la nervi: Stiu, frate, nu stiu + multe de "dude", "duda" si "frate"&lt;br /&gt;7. Pe bancnota punem pe: Nu stiu cum il cheama, dar pana una alta puneti-o pe Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;8. Meseria strict interzisa pentru mine: Ceva care implica munca multa si bani putini&lt;br /&gt;9. Ma voi reincarna in:  Tine, tu cel care citesti leapsa asta.&lt;br /&gt;10. In acea zi Dumnezeu mi-ar spune: Imi pare rau s-a stricat liftul, va trebui sa cobori pe scari.&lt;br /&gt;1. Ariel M-Zim 5 - Nu, mersi.&lt;br /&gt;2. Prima zi de scoala - Super, nu faci nimic dar tot trebuie sa vi la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ploaie - ~the fuck!Tocmai mi-am indreptat parul.&lt;br /&gt;4. August - Mai e doar o luna de vacanta?&lt;br /&gt;5. Einstein - i simply don't care&lt;br /&gt;6. Messenger - Acum 13 ani o fetita a disparut, dar noi stim ca a fost omorata. Acum, eu nu am ochi, limba si imi lipseste un rinichi, dare vreau sa te rog sa-l ajuti pe micutul Rares, sau contul tau de Yahoo va fi sters.[[mass]](srry cei cu dnd si brb)&lt;br /&gt;7. Scame - si tie la fel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa se duca pana la Amu si sa se intoarca pe la Allu, si Andu si Chocolatika sau cum era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8392102313235266242?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8392102313235266242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain-agony-of-not-being-able-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8392102313235266242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8392102313235266242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain-agony-of-not-being-able-to-come.html' title='The pain, the agony of not being able to come with a witty comeback'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4772676461473292387</id><published>2009-07-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:03:48.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Butt-scratcher</title><content type='html'>Nu sunt originala acum.&lt;br /&gt;Imi asum asta, dar spiritul meu de show-off ma indeamna acum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACHLUOPHOBIA -teama de intuneric&lt;br /&gt;ACOUSTICOPHOBIA -teama de zgomot&lt;br /&gt;ACROPHOBIA -teama de inaltime&lt;br /&gt;AICHOMOPHOBIA -teama de obiecte ascutite&lt;br /&gt;ALGOPHOBIA -teama de durere&lt;br /&gt;AMAXOPHOBIA -teama de a fi intr-o masina sau de a o conduce&lt;br /&gt;AMYCHOPHOBIA -teama de a fi zgariat&lt;br /&gt;ANGINOPHOBIA -teama de dureri in gat&lt;br /&gt;ANUPTAPHOBIA -teama de a ramane singur&lt;br /&gt;APEIROPHOBIA -teama de infinit&lt;br /&gt;APHEPHOBIA -teama de a atinge sau de a fi atins&lt;br /&gt;ASTHENOPHOBIA -teama de slabiciune, de a fi slab&lt;br /&gt;ATELOPHOBIA -teama de imperfectiune&lt;br /&gt;ATEPHOBIA -teama de ruina&lt;br /&gt;AULOPHOBIA -teama de fluieraturi&lt;br /&gt;AUTOPHOBIA -teama de a fi de unul singur&lt;br /&gt;BELONEPHOBIA -teama de ace, ace de cusut&lt;br /&gt;CARDIOPHOBIA -teama de boli de inima&lt;br /&gt;CHRONOPHOBIA -teama de trecerea timpului&lt;br /&gt;CREMOPHOBIA -teama de a fi singur&lt;br /&gt;CRYOPHOBIA -teama de gheata si inghet&lt;br /&gt;CRYSTALLOPHOBIA -teama de sticla&lt;br /&gt;DEMOPHOBIA -teama de o multime de oameni&lt;br /&gt;DERMATOSIPHOBIA -teama de boli de piele &lt;br /&gt;DIABETOPHOBIA -teama de diabet&lt;br /&gt;HELMINTHOPHOBIA -teama de a fi infestat cu viermi&lt;br /&gt;HIEROPHOBIA -teama de obiecte sacre&lt;br /&gt;HOMILOPHOBIA -teama de predici&lt;br /&gt;HORMEPHOBIA -teama de socuri&lt;br /&gt;HYALOPHOBIA -teama de sticla&lt;br /&gt;KAKORRHAPHIOPHOBIA -teama de esecuri si infrangeri&lt;br /&gt;KATAGELOPHOBIA -teama de a fi ridicol&lt;br /&gt;KENOPHOBIA -teama de incaperi goale&lt;br /&gt;LYSSOPHOBIA -teama de a innebuni&lt;br /&gt;MAIEUSIOPHOBIA -teama de sarcina&lt;br /&gt;MICROPHOBIA -teama de germeni, de microbi&lt;br /&gt;MISOPHOBIA -teama de a fi contaminat prin mizerie&lt;br /&gt;MOLYSOMOPHOBIA -teama de infectii&lt;br /&gt;MONOPATHOPHOBIA -teama de rau intr-o anumita parte a corpului&lt;br /&gt;MONOPHOBIA -teama de a ramane singur&lt;br /&gt;NOSEMAPHOBIA -teama de boli, de a fi bolnav&lt;br /&gt;NOSOPHOBIA -teama de a contacta o boala&lt;br /&gt;ODONTOPHOBIA -teama de dinti, in special de dintii animalelor&lt;br /&gt;ODYNOPHOBIA -teama de durere&lt;br /&gt;ONEIROPHOBIA -teama de vise&lt;br /&gt;ONOMATOPHOBIA-teama de a auzi anumite cuvinte sau fraze&lt;br /&gt;OPHIDIOPHOBIA -teama de serpi&lt;br /&gt;OSPHRESIOPHOBIA -teama ,neplacerea de a simti mirosul pielii, al corpului&lt;br /&gt;OURANOPHOBIA -teama de rai&lt;br /&gt;PAEDOPHOBIA -teama de papusi sau de copii&lt;br /&gt;PHOBOPHOBIA -teama de teama insesi&lt;br /&gt;PNIGEROPHOBIA -teama de sufocare&lt;br /&gt;PNIGOPHOBIA -teama de sufocare, de sugrumare, de innecare&lt;br /&gt;PYROPHOBIA -teama de foc&lt;br /&gt;RHABDOPHOBIA -teama de a fi batut&lt;br /&gt;RHYPOPHOBIA -teama de murdarie&lt;br /&gt;SCIAPHOBIA -teama de umbre &lt;br /&gt;SCOLECIPHOBIA -teama de viermi&lt;br /&gt;TAPHEPHOBIA -teama de morminte; teama de a fi ingropat de viu&lt;br /&gt;TERATOPHOBIA -teama de monstrii sau de a naste monstrii&lt;br /&gt;THAASOPHOBIA -teama de plictiseala&lt;br /&gt;TOCOPHOBIA -teama de nastere unui copil&lt;br /&gt;TOMOPHOBIA -teama de operatii chirurgicale&lt;br /&gt;TRYPANOPHOBIA -teama de injectii sau vaccinuri&lt;br /&gt;XENOPHOBIA -teama de straini&lt;br /&gt;XYLOPHOBIA -teama de paduri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can you spell paranoid?*small laugh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4772676461473292387?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4772676461473292387/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/butt-scratcher.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4772676461473292387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4772676461473292387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/butt-scratcher.html' title='Butt-scratcher'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3844134218224714289</id><published>2009-07-23T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:38:41.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[p]omul saptamanii'/><title type='text'>Vin amu'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Smi_zeqaYoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jk6OFprNONg/s1600-h/amusljdvel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361746247509762690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Smi_zeqaYoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jk6OFprNONg/s320/amusljdvel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nefiind capabila sa scriu ceva amuzant si inteligent in acelasi timp, am apelat la ajutorul dudei de mai sus. Se pare ca nici ea suferea de aceasi lipsa de inspiratie ca si mine. [Snip Snip] am aprobarea ei sa-i folosesc imaginea si sa scriu despre ea pe blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nume: Amu, pentru ca Andra isn't witty enough&lt;br /&gt;Age: Ea zice 14, dar eu cred ca e un fel de vrajitoare, a facut ea ceva sa ramana tanara&lt;br /&gt;Abilitati: mad singing skills, mad cooking skills&lt;br /&gt;Ii place: Allen Walker, Shogu Chara, sa pronunte Soul Eater "Solitaire"&lt;br /&gt;Idoli/zei: Buddha si Nyappy(fiecare casa ar trebui sa aiba o icoana cu mine)&lt;br /&gt;A cosplay-at: Amu si Haruhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background:&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa nu se supere, dar initial am crezut ca facea cosplay Spice Girls. All in all, e genul de persoana care sa-ti laude primul onigiri facut vreodata, chiar daca tu sti ca nu e atat de genial, si genul cu care poti plange virtual din motive cat se poate de ciudate. She will be Nyappy's heir, because she can be called 'pantsu' and not feel like an emo about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random facts about her:&lt;br /&gt;-E un Chuck Norris varianta feminina.&lt;br /&gt;-Poate sa dea un cap in gura unui ou in cadere libera.&lt;br /&gt;-A fost la concertul MJ din 96(tot eu sunt mai tare, am fost in 92)&lt;br /&gt;-Pare inocenta, dar ea in realitate planuieste ceva malefic.&lt;br /&gt;-Daca intr-o buna zi ne trezim si lumea ...nu mai e, inseamna ca Amu e implicata.&lt;br /&gt;-Amu is for Amv.&lt;br /&gt;-Amu and Nyappy are sisters of Haruhism.&lt;br /&gt;-When Nyappy was grouded, Amu was grouded as well. That doesn't prove anything except we both have bad karma.&lt;br /&gt;-The internet is for porn.&lt;br /&gt;-In poza asta chiar seamana cu Allen Walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum bomboana de pe coliva:&lt;br /&gt;It's tag, daca citesti asta inseamna ca trebuie sa descri/comentezi pe cineva.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious, if you don't do it i'll come and haunt you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3844134218224714289?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3844134218224714289/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/vin-amu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3844134218224714289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3844134218224714289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/vin-amu.html' title='Vin amu&apos;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Smi_zeqaYoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jk6OFprNONg/s72-c/amusljdvel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3223483465531572670</id><published>2009-07-18T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:02:58.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>May contain traces of -nuts-</title><content type='html'>"Te-ai gandit vreodata ca partenerul tau de viata nu este exact ceea ce crezi tu ca e? ", "Pentru a-ti spulbera orice indoiala si pentru a sti sigur langa cine stai," si Nyappy va continua fraza.... trimite massul mai departe.[punct]&lt;br /&gt;Aceste vorbe de corason, se pare ca nu-i apartin lu' Nyappy, ci unui test pe un site. "&lt;a href="http://www.hotcity.ro/teste/este-iubitul-tau-de-fapt-varul-tau" alt="Este iubitul tau de fapt varul tau?"&gt;Este iubitul tau de fapt varul tau?&lt;/a&gt;". Nu stiu, tu ce zici? E atat de rau sa fie varul tau? Daca e frati-tu se iarta?&lt;br /&gt;Nu, uite, hai ca termin cu rautatiile. Inteleg ca multora li se intample sa se indragosteasca fix de verii lor. E trist, dar asta-i viata. Dar cum evitam asta?&lt;br /&gt;1. Daca iubitul tau le spune unchiului/matusii tale "tata/mama" e posibil sa fie ceva in neregula cu el. Nu spun neaparat sa te desparti de el, exista sanse ori sa fie adoptat, ori cacopii vostri sa aiba 11 degete la picioare.&lt;br /&gt;2. Daca iti cunoaste parintii mai bine decat ii cunosti tu, nu spun e e 100% posibil sa-ti fie ruda, dar FTW?! Super-stalker!&lt;br /&gt;3. Daca apare la inmormantarea strabunicii si printre lacrimi si sughituri mai spune si cat de grozava era cand era vie, iar tu nici nu-l invitase-si, cred ce e foarte probabil sa iti fie ruda sau sa aiba o mare pasiune pentru inmormantari.&lt;br /&gt;4. Daca aveti acelasi nume de familie si el mai locuieste si cu tine in casa cam de...din totdeauna, sunt convinsa ca nu e bine sa te indragostesti de el fiindca e frati-tu.&lt;br /&gt;5. In caz ca l-ai cunoscut la o nunta, inmormantare, botez, reuniune de familie, lichidare de conturi in stil mafiot la care a participat toata familia, gandeste-te ca e posibil sa fiti inruditi.&lt;br /&gt;6. Daca iti place acelasi gen de pizza ca si iubitului tau, eu n-as baga mana-n foc ca sunteti rude. Daca ai un ghinion fabulos ai sanse mai ridicate sa nimeresti o ruda, dar nimic nu e garantat.&lt;br /&gt;7. Daca iti zice ca are impresia ca te stie de o vesnicie, din nou nu dovedeste nimic. E posibil sa treaca doar printr-un moment pseudo-poetic, don't flip! Your kids won't be monsters! At least physically.&lt;br /&gt;8.Daca parintii tai detin poze cu iubitul tau de cand era mic, incearca sa iei in considerare ca e posibil sa fiti rude.&lt;br /&gt;Totusi e posibil sa ai parinti super-pedofili asa ca ia si asta in considerare.&lt;br /&gt;9. Niciodata nu poti fi prea sigur, stai cu ochii in patru. Rudele uneori pot fi persoane fostre diferite(,inspaimantatoare chiar)&lt;br /&gt;10. Daca va e bine si sunteti dispusi sa va mutati in...Alabama sau altundeva unde e legal, puteti ignora regulile de mai sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Cineva m-a recomandat.&lt;br /&gt;PS2: Unui tip care vreai sa-i fac un design pt un pachet de carti.&lt;br /&gt;PS3: Mersi oricine ai fi tu, persoana care m-ai recomandat!&lt;br /&gt;PSP: Ma simt mandra!&lt;br /&gt;XBox: Stiu sa fac shake de banane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3223483465531572670?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3223483465531572670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/may-contain-traces-of-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3223483465531572670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3223483465531572670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/may-contain-traces-of-nuts.html' title='May contain traces of -nuts-'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7063459812619928303</id><published>2009-07-16T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:19:33.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Sick Days</title><content type='html'>Senzational, dupa doua zile in care am crezut ca o sa mor. Nici azi n-am murit. Din toate zilele, azi aveam cele mai mari sanse sa mor, sau macar sa-mi vina rau de sa stau toata ziua in pat.&lt;br /&gt;Acum ar trebui sa recunosc partea buna,nu?&lt;br /&gt;Gresit. Nu e nici-o parte buna. Dupa doua zile in care ai bolit, nu e nimic bun nici cand esti sanatos, pentru ca nimeni nu te crede cand te simti mai bine. Astfel, azi am fost bombardata cu milioane de intrebari de genul:&lt;br /&gt;"Iti e bine? Ai mancat? Ce-ai mancat? Cum o mai duci? Mai ai ameteli? Ti-ai luat calciu?"&lt;br /&gt;Urat la parinti este ca in situatii de astea nici nu prea inteleg de gluma, nu o poti da in: "Da, sti cum, ma baga-n boala" sau "Eu sunt aia bolnava aici" fara sa creada ca e o avertizare iar tu chiar ai de gand sa crapi in urmatorul minut.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand credeam ca lucrurile nu pot merge mai prost, am primit o vizita surpriza de la cea care avea de gand sa-mi fie "bona", timp de 1-2 pana venea mama de la servici. Ca de altfel, as fi murit 2 ore singura in casa. [Pies: pana si mama s-a invoit sa ajunga mai repede acasa sa aiba grija de mine]&lt;br /&gt;Desi vorbisem cu o jumatate de ora, cand a ajuns acasa am fost din nou luata la aceleasi intrebari. Surprinzator nimic nu se schimbase, plus ca am aflat ca rudele mele ar putea inventa masina timpului[tot am mers eu la concert in 92,nu], te pot face sa te simti mult mai tanar, in cazul meu, tocmai am facut o vizita in trecut pana la varsta de 5 ani. E trist sa vezi ca nu se schimba multe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum ca tot am batut discret apropouri in legatura cu misterioasa mea boala si tortura prin exces de grija a parintilor, imi puteti aduce flori si bomboane. La dulciuri n-am preferinte, la flori...imi plac copacii. Acum ca stiti, pun pariu ca rasuflati mult mai usurati,nu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-7063459812619928303?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7063459812619928303/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-days.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7063459812619928303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7063459812619928303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-days.html' title='Sick Days'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6990767158135750894</id><published>2009-07-15T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:19:58.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>Meriti o Pola</title><content type='html'>Traiesc, adica e pa viu, expresia "ma doare in cot".&lt;br /&gt;Cum asa?&lt;br /&gt;Se intampla pen'ca unii oameni, cum ar fi Nyappy nu stiu ca atunci cand cazi in fund pe saltele, nu te mai ridici. Dar, speranta moare ultima asa ca am tot incercat pana am ajuns la punctul in care am gandit urmatorea chestie: "Continui sau vrei sa ramai cu piele pe coate?".&lt;br /&gt;Dar pana la urma, ma asteptam sa se intample asta. De prea multe ori am zis eu "Ma doare-n cot de asta, de aia, de cealalta". Uite ca acuma sunt nevoita sa infrunt cu durerea ca sa scriu pe blog. Touche, monsieur! Imi dau jos palaria mea de Michael in fata ta!&lt;br /&gt;After thoughts: Bine ca nu folosesc expresia "Ma doare in fund". Nu se alta dar sunt prea tanara sa fac hemoroizi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bonus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LshKxBjHfKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LshKxBjHfKo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ar fi mai bine sa nu stiti traducerea totusi. Nu-mi pasa ca va roade curiozitatea! Nu cautati!&lt;br /&gt;Si am pus si versiunea draguta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6990767158135750894?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6990767158135750894/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/meriti-o-pola.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6990767158135750894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6990767158135750894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/meriti-o-pola.html' title='Meriti o Pola'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8906316410069655267</id><published>2009-07-13T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:56:49.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Why don't you try something sweet?It's....sweet.</title><content type='html'>Ziua a doua fara idei.&lt;br /&gt;Fiind in cautarea unui subiect pseudo-inteligent, si costatand cu stupoare ca e posibil sa-i cada tencuiala din camera ei, Nyappy s-a gandit sa faca o lista de lucruri care ar trebui sa cada de pe planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reclamele la pufuleti. Si acum nu sunt rautacioasa, pentru ca probabil nu inteleg umor fin al acelor reclame "foarte bine gandite". Mie chiar mi se pare ca sunt niste porcari. Oare cati isi mai amintesc reclama cu tipu' care e decapitat? Pe langa faptul ca ii lipsea umorul era si foarte incorecta anatomic vorbind. Sau in fine, exceptand asta, nu cred exista cineva care ar cere pufuleti dupa ce si-ar vedea corpul de care recent au fost despartiti cazand pe fereastra. Reclama cu cainele, n-a lasat "paff", sau ca sa fim in tema "spuff". La final ramane partea educativa si anume: Optimismul se hraneste cu malai, apa si sare.Parol!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puya cu melodia lui. Okay am inteles, e nemultumit baiatul. Si eu sunt, eu scriu pe blog de chestia asta, el canta. Nu cred ca ii apare un pop-up cu linkul blogului meu de fiecare data cand porneste calculatorul asa ca nu vreau nici eu sa-i ascult melodia de fiecare data cand dau pe U.  Oricum melodia lui ma seaca mai mult decat problemele Romaniei. Daca promit sa schimb ceva te opresti din cantat? Pentru totdeauna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cand oamenii isi urmaresc propriul blog. Excluzand varianta ca lumea vrea sa para celebru, ca deh, being famous is the new black, nu mi se pare ca mai are vreo utilitate. Vrei sa-ti vezi ultima postare? De ce? n-ai scris-o tot tu? Si daca n-ai scris-o tu, atunci cand intri sa verifici "Persoanele de care esti interesat" ai putea sa intri sa-ti vezi blogu',nu? Sau de asemenea, sa te pui singur in Blogrollul propriu mi se pare foarte util. Nu vi s-a intamplat niciodata sa va plimbati pe blogul propriu si sa vreti sa intrati din nou pe el? Unele persoane au adresa in Blogroll, pentru toate celelalte exista butonul de "Refresh".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apa plata cu lamaie. Stiu suna foarte fashion sa te intrebe chelnarul "Ce doriti?" si tu sa-i raspunzi cu o voce muribunda de manechina anemica "O apa plata cu lamaie". Este ca si cand ai devenit Kate Moss dintr-o data. Dar ce e defapt apa plata cu lamaie? O limonada fara zahar. Da' cine ii zice chelnarului "Adu-mi o limonada, dar nu-i pune zahar."? Nimeni. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Entuziasmul cu care lumea spune ca pleaca in provincie. Nu pot zice ca am petrecut prea mult timp "la tara" dar dupa cum imi amintesc eu ca stateau lucrurile nu era nimic prea mirific pe acolo. E adevar ca era aer proaspat si puteai sta pe o paziste foarte verde sa te bronzezi. Dar hai sa vorbim serios, c era inafara de asta, dupa 1 saptamana de aer si iarba aveai sa te refugiezi in casa uitandu-te la televizor. O frumusete,asa-i? Lumea e insa foarte incantata cand pleaca la tara. Sa nu reiasa din asta ca numesc "la tara" orasele care nu sunt Bucuresti. Lumea se duce in zone gen, satul cutare, la 100(add 0s) km de orasul cutare, si vai cat de suberb este. Spuneti-mi si mie cum va distrati? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limbajul de messenger. Ideea e ca accept prescurtarile de genu' "BRB" sau "DND" sau "GTG" pentru ca in scenarii cand pe tine te apuca burta, si pe persoana cu care vorbesti, limbarnita, este cam de domeniul fantasticului sa scri fraze lungi. Dar lumea prescurteaza cuvinte ca "tu" sau "ce faci"..de ce? Ca apoi cand trecuie sa scrie "si" tot adauga un "h", sau cand vor sa-si arate afectiunea tot adauga o mie de litere in plus la simplul "te pup". Urat, nu? Ce e trist e ca si eu il folosesc. Mai putin "te pup"-ul, nu-s asa de pupacioasa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pies: I don't want people to think that I'm that PMSed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8906316410069655267?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8906316410069655267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-dont-you-try-something.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8906316410069655267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8906316410069655267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-dont-you-try-something.html' title='Why don&apos;t you try something sweet?It&apos;s....sweet.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6830660056366769817</id><published>2009-07-12T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:04:39.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Despre nimic, si alte nimicuri.</title><content type='html'>Sunt deprimata.&lt;br /&gt;Ma aflu in fata calculatorului de vreo cateva ore incercand sa-mi gasesc inspiratia demult pierduta. Nu e ironic? Eu, zisa "Muza", am nevoie de o muza. Sau un muz.&lt;br /&gt;Preferam sa vad Moartea plimbandu-se pe coridorul casei mele cautandu-ma sa-mi spuna ca am ramas fara muraturi sau smantana[chestii de baza, de altfel], decat asta. Nu, nu se putea asta, normal ca nu. Si am fost lasata aici sa descopar ca in 20 de capitole de D Gray Man nu exista nicio fraza desteapta pe care s-o dezvolt in vreo 40 de randuri.&lt;br /&gt;Ca orice om normal, mi-am intrebat intrebat persoanele mele de incredere. Cum sti care sunt persoanele de incredere? Sunt acele persoane care sunt pe messenger fara a avea la avatar o poza care sa dea impresia ca soarele rasare din casa lor.&lt;br /&gt;Majoritatea vroia: sa vorbesc despre OnigiriCon. Nu se poate, OnigiriCon a fost un festival care a inceput cu un oarecare iz de esec, dar care se considera a fi un mare succes datorita faptului ca a venit mai mult lume decat la Chibi. Din start, OnigiriCon avea sa iasa mai bine ca Chibi, sau dintr-un punct de vedere mai pesimist, avea sa egaleze Chibi. Nu pot zice ca a fost o chestie foarte stralucita, dar nici un esec total, a fost ceva mediocru.&lt;br /&gt;Prefer totusi sa ma starduiesc sa nu plang si sa stau aici in fata calculatorului schitand cel mai pedofilo-manic zambet posibil si sa scriu despre nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Incepe sa nu-mi placa. Parca nimicul incepe sa doara. Am nevoie de subiecte. Am nevoie de un claun de rodeo, cu niste standarde oarecum ridicare si pretentii de div[masculinu' de la diva] care sa-mi fie muz/(a) [pen'ca nu sunt misogina].&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei interesati de postul de muz/(a), scrieti pe o caramida si aruncati- pe geamul lui Nyappy. Macar asta i-ar da un subiect mai bun de batut campii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6830660056366769817?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6830660056366769817/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/despre-nimic-si-alte-nimicuri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6830660056366769817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6830660056366769817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/despre-nimic-si-alte-nimicuri.html' title='Despre nimic, si alte nimicuri.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-258373292464345113</id><published>2009-07-10T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:07:43.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>The hills have gone gay</title><content type='html'>C'est une leapsa. De la Story. Si nu, nu m-am auto-servit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o lună, aş fi fost Mai.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o zi a săptămânii, aş fi fost vineri.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o parte a zilei, aş fi fost partea aia din zi cand traficu' e alomerat.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un animal marin, aş fi fost actinie. O da, plimba-ma!&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o direcţie, aş fi fost la in sus la unghi de 65 de grade cu Pamantul. Unlike you, little snowflake, I'm unique.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o virtute, aş fi fost modestia. Eu stiu ca sunt perfecta da' de ce sa ma laud?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o personalitate istorică, aş fi fost Picasso in perioada cand facea schite.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o planetă, aş fi fost Venus. Imi placea Sailor Venus din Sailor Moon. Pe bune. Ce daca nu era personaj principal?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un lichid, aş fi fost Pola.[Pepsi+Cola]&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o piatră, aş fi fost o pietricica frumoasa si gri intr-un parau.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o pasăre, aş fi fost un pui de Crevedia.Si as fi fost cel mai dulce pui de Crevedia din Romania. Sac, Braila, sac!&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o plantă, aş fi fost iarba. De aia legala.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un tip de vreme, aş fi fost genu' ala de vreme cand ploua mult si cu stropi mari dar doar pentru putin, apoi senin, frumos, bla bla, apoi incepe din nou.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un instrument musical, aş fi fost o chitara electrica.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o emoţie aş fi fost uimire.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un sunet, aş fi fost muzica de la sfarsitul jocurilor care e urmata de "Game Over".&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un element, aş fi fost pamantul. Am intentii bune de cele mai multe ori, chiar daca sometimes it doesn't show. Adica pana la urma, ati vazut vreodata pamantul zambindu-va?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un cântec, aş fi fost Gorillaz-Clint Eastwood.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un film, aş fi fost Potergeist. They're here!&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o carte, aş fi fost Tokio de Mo Hayder.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un personaj de ficţiune, aş fi fost sora mai mica a personajului principal, care se imbraca lolita sau gen, are urechi de pisica, are ceva mecanic in ea, dar ea nu stie si apoi descopera ca are super puteri si ca ea defapt nu e sora-sa, e o luptatoare de pe o alta planeta. Can something be more moe than this?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un fel de mâncare, aş fi fost picioruse de broasca in sos de lamaie. Asa-i ca va asteptati sa zic shaorma?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un oraş, aş fi fost Copsa Mica.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un gust, aş fi fost gustul care ramane dupa ce bei cafea.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o aromă, aş fi fost menta.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o culoare, aş fi fost Nyappy red.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un material, aş fi fost lut.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un cuvânt, aş fi fost "vreau". Nu-i asa ca avem ceva in comun?&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o parte a corpului, as fi fost particica aia din creier care te face sa razi la filmele de groaza sau sa te holbezi la accidente.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o expresie a feţei aş fi fost liniile alea din animeuri atunci cand e un moment foarte "wtf?" .&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o materie de şcoală, aş fi fost lucru manual.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un personaj de desene animate, aş fi fost "Chuck imitatia de crab din episodul 5". Pardon daca nu era 5. Pies: e din Jack piratul.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o formă, aş fi fost o forma cu care tai aluatu' de prajituri .&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram un număr, aş fi fost 49,99. Sunt optimista.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o maşină, aş fi fost masina timpului cu care m-am dus la concert in 92.&lt;br /&gt;Dacă eram o haină, aş fi fost o esarfa tare sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci, asa cum zice Naomi "Daca ai fi salcie m-as face rau", leapsa se va duce la Amu, Allu(Sa-mi dai si mie linku', poate n-o sa pot fi antena dar macar satelit tot incerc sa fiu), Luci(ce mai conteaza o leapsa in plus) si...nu cred ca o s-o faca da' eu incerc, TSU sau Yaoi cu vrei sa ti se zica, ce-ar fi s-o faci si tu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-258373292464345113?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/258373292464345113/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/hills-have-gone-gay.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/258373292464345113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/258373292464345113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/hills-have-gone-gay.html' title='The hills have gone gay'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6091785027201591136</id><published>2009-07-08T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:45:57.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><title type='text'>Lumina poarta o helanca neagra</title><content type='html'>Nyappy a fost idola. A fost muza. Acum e calator in timp.&lt;br /&gt;Pe bune, in viitorul meu se intrezaresc niste calatorii in trecut.&lt;br /&gt;Eram eu, ieri, la Unirea, incercand sa trec balta Unirii. Practic balta asta ne-a unit intr-un fel, de fiecare data cand ploua, balta creste si tre' sa mergem in sir indian ca fetele de le Bobalna ca sa trecem. Atunci ma intreaba unu': "Auzi?...".Eu in momentu' asta ma pregateam sa zic, "Nu, nu aud, si nu cere ca oricum nu-ti dau", dar a continuat cu "....tu ai fost la concert Michael in 92? Parca te-am vazut acolo.".&lt;br /&gt;Tipul banuiesc ca avea cea mai buna memorie din Bucuresti daca a reusit sa retina o straina, dintr-un stadion plin cu oameni si apoi s-o recunoasca pe strada, asa dupa vreo 17 ani. Singura problema e....ca eu m-am nascut in 94. Michael plecase de mult din Romania pe vremea aia.&lt;br /&gt;Eu inca nu eram pe lista de "To Do" dar tipu' ala ma tine minte. Cum va explicati? Calatorie in timp. Sometime in the future, eu o sa descopar masina timpului si o sa ma intorc fix pentru concertu' lu' Michael din 92. Senzational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Bine ca [cacofonie] "Camera Ascunsa" nu se prea practica in Romania. Nu de alta dar chiar ar putea rani pe cineva. Sau chiar pe voi, daca acea camera nu e prea bine ascunsa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu ieri, am fost atacata de, nu stiu ce era. Initial mergeam pe strada si am vazut o chestie mica si neagra aratand ca un musulman apropiindu-se de mine. Simpla idee, ca tipa aia se apropie de mine si imi invadeaza spatiul meu sau ca e posibil a ma urmareasca pana la statie doar ca sa-mi dea nu stiu ce pliant, ma ingrozea. Dupa vreo 10 secunde, am inceput sa cred ca vrea sa ma omoare, sa ma ia ostatica, sa ma duca la extraterestrii si chestii de astea. Nu, nici pe departe, tipa imbracata in cearceafu' ala negru, si cu plasa de tantari pe fata(tot neagra, biensur), incepe sa zdrangane din niste clopotei si sa tipe fix in urechea mea. Dupa ce a terminat, pot sa jur ca am auzit cu pete vreo 10 minute. Frumos, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Mai intai penticostalii, acum vaduva vesela. Ce urmeaza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offtopic: Nu spun ca cineva ar trebui sa extermine raul si prostia din Romania, pen'ca am ramane fara oameni sa populeze Romania, dar pentru astfel de momente chiar ar trebui sa existe un Death Note si un Light Yagami. Parol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6091785027201591136?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6091785027201591136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/lumina-poarta-o-helanca-neagra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6091785027201591136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6091785027201591136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/lumina-poarta-o-helanca-neagra.html' title='Lumina poarta o helanca neagra'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3508865507503144256</id><published>2009-07-07T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:04:12.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Inca o data! Inca o data!!!</title><content type='html'>Basicly asta e o re-leapsa, de la Amu. Drumu' acestei lepse a fost ceva de genu' "Fostu blog a lu' Andu-&gt;Nyappy-&gt;Amu-&gt;Nyappy&lt;-Cris", asa ca , here we go again!&lt;br /&gt;1. Luati cartea cea mai la indemana, deschideti la pagina 18 si scrieti aici al 4-lea rand&lt;br /&gt;"cuprinse in ea, ca un om care pluteste pe un rau"&lt;br /&gt;2. Fara sa verificati, cat e ora?&lt;br /&gt;10:25.&lt;br /&gt;3.Verificati.&lt;br /&gt;10:37.Merde!&lt;br /&gt;4. Cum sunteti imbracat?&lt;br /&gt;Ar fi mai bine sa nu afli ^///^&lt;br /&gt;5. Inainte de a raspunde la acest chestionar, la ce va uitati?&lt;br /&gt;Desenam in Photoshop :&gt;Uite ca unele lucruri nu se schimba, si prima data cand am raspuns cred ca tot asta ziceam.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ce zgomot auziti in afara celui al calculatorului?&lt;br /&gt;Niciun zgomot, am termopane.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cand ati iesit ultima data si ce ati facut cu ocazia respectiva?&lt;br /&gt;Ieri, cu UC(he)-ul, sa stabilim, decidem, whatever despre OnigiriCon. N-am stabilit nimic Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;8. Ati visat ieri noapte?&lt;br /&gt;Ca ma vana CoSo cu o paleta de aia pe care scrie "Yaoi". Pentru ca am trecut de partea interzisa a cosplayului si anume Air Gear. Sincera sa fiu nu-mi pasa. Dar era amuzant sa o vad pe Yoko urmarindu-ma in vis cu paleta aia.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cand ati ras ultima oara?&lt;br /&gt;Ieri.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ce aveti pe peretii incaperii unde sunteti?&lt;br /&gt;Tencuiala, 2 straturi de vopsea, un Wall-scroll cu Lavi*drools*, si unu' cu Gaara.Hah, who's the Fangirl?Who's the fangirl?&lt;br /&gt;11. Daca ati deveni multimilionar peste noapte, care ar fi primul lucru pe care l-ati cumpara?&lt;br /&gt;Ori un bilet pentru mine in Japonia, ori un bilet pentru Minami Haruka in Romania.&lt;br /&gt;12. Care este ultimul film pe care l-ati vazut?&lt;br /&gt;O tampenie, aseara despre nustiu ce actor care facea "minuni", cred. Si nu, nu era cu Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;13. Ati vazut ceva neobisnuit astazi?&lt;br /&gt;Pai, m-am trezit, si am observat ca e dimineata. Si asa si era, era 8. Frumos,ne?&lt;br /&gt;14.Ce parere aveti despre acest chestionar?&lt;br /&gt;It's weak, it lacks, hatred.&lt;br /&gt;15. Spuneti-ne ceva ce nu stim inca.&lt;br /&gt;Exista o manga cu Michael Jackson. Nu te sfatuiesc s-o citesti. Cica era un hentai horror.Si nu, nici eu n-am citit-o dar pot trai si asa, multumesc foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;16. Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de o fetita?&lt;br /&gt;Naruko, Haruka, Moe!!!, Maki, Miwako, Dare.&lt;br /&gt;17. Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de un baiat?&lt;br /&gt;Ciel, Itsumi, Kyon, Arisu, Ludwig(Lui!!!), Shinobu. Nowaki.&lt;br /&gt;18. V-ati gandit deja sa locuiti in strainatate?&lt;br /&gt;Undeva in apropiere de Akihabara, Japonia. Un apartament de ala micut si dragut. Si as lucra la un Maid Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;19. Ce ati dori ca D-zeu sa va spuna cand intrati pe Portile Raiului?&lt;br /&gt;Nu cumpar prajiturele de la tine, du-te inapoi!&lt;br /&gt;20. Daca ati putea schimba ceva in lume in afara de politica, ce ati schimba?&lt;br /&gt;As face sa se faca o manga dupa viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;21. Va place sa dansati?&lt;br /&gt;Depinde de imprejurimi, dar da, imi place, am un dans al victoriei specific.&lt;br /&gt;22. George Bush?&lt;br /&gt;Obama.&lt;br /&gt;23) Care a fost ultima chestie pe care ati vazut-o la televizor?&lt;br /&gt;Crime, accidente si violuri. Ma uitam la stiri.&lt;br /&gt;24) Care sunt cele 4 persoane care ar trebui sa preia acest chestionar?&lt;br /&gt;Luci,Beth, Hentai, as zice Amu dar deja devine stupid, ...si, America-san, care btw, poate imi da si mie adresa blogului de pe blogspot. Pretty please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3508865507503144256?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3508865507503144256/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/inca-o-data-inca-o-data.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3508865507503144256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3508865507503144256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/inca-o-data-inca-o-data.html' title='Inca o data! Inca o data!!!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3661727409704508846</id><published>2009-07-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:54:42.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><title type='text'>Pune si smantana, ma!</title><content type='html'>Amu fi pe faza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu, astea nu sunt idei de nume pentru fetita, pisica sau papusa ta Barbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N-ati avut niciodata un vis de ala caresa fie atat de realist si ciudat incat sa te trezesti gandind "Asta trebuie sa insemne ceva"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Va zic eu, nu inseamna nimic. Daca esti ruda cu mama Omida, si crezi ca ai puteri de medium, ar putea sa aiba vreo semnificatie, altfel nu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce mai mare tampenie este ca atunci cand cineva viseaza chestii dragute...care isi doresc sa se intample, nu se numesc vise, se numesc premonitii. Tu aseara n-ai visat ca Vasile o sa se indragosteasca de tine, ai avut o premonitie.Tu, Vetuta, care pana acum te-ai bazat numai pe logica, si daca ar fi sa mergi dupa cum iti zice intuitia, te-ai rataci, si la propriu, si la figurat, ai avut o premonitie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evident, dupa ce nu se indeplineste revi sa crezi ca era doar un vis. Ca sa vezi a scazut in ierarhie, nenorocitu'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un alt lucru pe care l-am observat. Atunci cand visezi ca mori, toata lumea iti zice ceva de genu' "Ti-a murit moartea!". Hai sa mori tu! Imi spui asta doar pentru ca sti ca eu stiu cum as arata cu creierii imprastiati pe un zid sau chiar e pe bune? Daca atunci cand visezi ca mori, moare Moartea, atunci cand visezi ca nasti, naste si Moartea?Sau cand visezi ca esti viu, Moartea ce face?Jubileaza?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De asemenea, atunci cand visezi ca esti fericit, inseamna ca ceva rau ti se va intampla. Toata treaba merge pe ideea ca "Sa moara si capra vecinului". Mergand pe aceasi idee ca mai sus: Daca te simti bine in vis, iti merge prost, daca ai cosmaruri, iti va merge bine? Daca asa e, sa stiti ca eu nu-mi doresc sa-mi fie atat de bine.Va dau si portia mea daca vreti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De asemenea, siteurile care interpreteaza vise. Alta tampenie care ocupa spatiu degeaba. Adica iti "interpreteaza" visul doar daca contine elemente de astea gen "frunza", "copac", "veverita". N-ati avut niciodata vise in care va plimbatii cu o decapotabila pe strazi din asfalt printre zgarie-nori?Aia ce inseamna?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O paranteza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355364053331906498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SlITO4m-j8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xyObjbDm-MQ/s320/Grell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355364722127715650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SlIT10EUvUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NAJQ6Xjy4Zo/s320/06KUROBANNER01.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A doua paranteza&lt;br /&gt;(Everytime you dream your own death, one of the guys above dies.They will be ok, cuz they're anime, but don't you feel sorry for them?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3661727409704508846?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3661727409704508846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pune-si-smantana-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3661727409704508846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3661727409704508846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pune-si-smantana-ma.html' title='Pune si smantana, ma!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SlITO4m-j8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xyObjbDm-MQ/s72-c/Grell2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4573785149460055332</id><published>2009-07-05T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:05:32.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Crosetand apa minerala</title><content type='html'>Am primit o leapsa. De la Cris. In caz ca am primit-o pe prima, imi pare rau da' am mai facut-o o data. Din moment ce 'Lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place' , va ofer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/11/ala-bala-portocala.html"&gt;http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/11/ala-bala-portocala.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o postare de pe vremea cand puneam mai mult poze decat scris, si inca scriam "si" ca "shi", si "nimic" "nik". Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;-Cea de-a doua leapsa-&lt;br /&gt;99 de chestii despre mine(nu sunt sigura ca stiu 99 de chestii despre mine, dar hai sa incercam!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Ma enerveaza cand lumea intreaba de la ce vine Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;2.Nyappy se naste din "fanatismu' " meu pentru An Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;3.Acum imi place mai mult Gackt.&lt;br /&gt;4.Sunt doar la punctu' 4? credeam ca a trecut mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;5.Tocmai mi-am terminat cel de-al doilea cosplay ,ieri.&lt;br /&gt;6.Stiu ca nu te intereseaza.&lt;br /&gt;7.Si tocmai de aia iti spun.&lt;br /&gt;8.Am observat ceva.&lt;br /&gt;9.Lumea nu imi zice Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;10.Dar in ultima vreme, nici Ioana.&lt;br /&gt;11.Senzational!m-am ales cu vreo 5 nume noi.&lt;br /&gt;12.Cristina, Ruxandra(doamna), Alina, Suzumiya si Haru.&lt;br /&gt;13.Nu scriu la 13. pentru ca sunt superstitioasa.&lt;br /&gt;14.As fi vrut sa mi se zica Naru.&lt;br /&gt;15.Un lucru pe care il stie aproximativ toata lumea: Nyappy wa otaku desu.&lt;br /&gt;16.Persoane pe care Nyappy le admira: nu sunt.&lt;br /&gt;17.Aceste persoane sunt deja catalogate drept zei.&lt;br /&gt;18. Chiar daca cred in "zei" tot n-am ajuns sa zic vreodata OMMH.Ever.&lt;br /&gt;19.OMMH vine de la "Oh My Minami Haruka"&lt;br /&gt;20.Nu ma laud...&lt;br /&gt;21....dar cred ca pot gati cel mai bun orez din Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt;22.Si o sa gatesc pentru OnigiriCon.&lt;br /&gt;23.Sper ca acum nu v-ati speriat.&lt;br /&gt;24.Abia astept sa treaca astea 13 zile.&lt;br /&gt;25. Pen'ca pe 18 apare un nou capitol din Kuroshitsuji.&lt;br /&gt;26.Nu-mi plac emoticoanele.&lt;br /&gt;27.Si de mult ori messul.&lt;br /&gt;28.Lumea ar fi mai buna daca oamenii s-ar suna mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;29.Ar trebui sa imi instalez Photoshopu'.&lt;br /&gt;30.Dar nu ca sa editez poze.&lt;br /&gt;31.Ci ca sa desenez.&lt;br /&gt;32.M-am tableta grafica....&lt;br /&gt;33.Dar momentan, nici nu vreau.&lt;br /&gt;34.Cred ca sunt una din putinii oameni care inca nu au sustinut ca s-au saturat.Punct.&lt;br /&gt;35.Si ca vor mai mult.Punct.&lt;br /&gt;36.Si ca vor sa plece.Punct.&lt;br /&gt;37.Eu de obicei ma satur de "ceva", vreau mai mult "ceva", sau vreau sa plec "undeva".&lt;br /&gt;38.Am inceput sa-mi lipesc desene pe usa dulapului.&lt;br /&gt;39.Pe interior.&lt;br /&gt;40.Am 3 deja.&lt;br /&gt;41.Unu' nici nu e facut de mine.&lt;br /&gt;42.Fac parte din procentul Un-cool al planetei.&lt;br /&gt;43.Pen'ca nu ascult Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;44.Si mi se rupe de Jonas Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;45.Si HSM mi s-a parut unu' din cele mai gay filme ever.&lt;br /&gt;46.Si are si 3 parti.Grr.&lt;br /&gt;47.Parca are si joc.&lt;br /&gt;48.Nu mai vreau ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;49.Cred ca sunt unica.&lt;br /&gt;50.Sau poate nu.&lt;br /&gt;51.Daca ar fi sa aleg o super putere as alege teleportarea.&lt;br /&gt;52.Acum mi-as putea petrece dupa amiaza in Akihabara, nu in camera mea.&lt;br /&gt;53.In opinia mea de pseudo-fashionista...&lt;br /&gt;54.Din nicio garderoba n-are trebui sa lipseasca...o pereche de sosete.&lt;br /&gt;55.Ce v-ati face fara sosete oricum?&lt;br /&gt;56.Pana si Hello Kitty si-a pierdut inocenta.&lt;br /&gt;57.Ce se intampla cu lumea in care traim?&lt;br /&gt;58.Mereu m-am intrebat de ce "hug pillow"urile nu se fac decat cu poze de fete.&lt;br /&gt;59.Poate si fetele vor sa tina ceva im brate cand dorm.&lt;br /&gt;60.Sau unele fete nu vor sa tina alte fete in brate cand dorm.&lt;br /&gt;61.Iar pernele mici nu sunt la fel de kwell.&lt;br /&gt;62.Asta e deja discriminare.&lt;br /&gt;63.Femeile/Fetele ar trebui sa aiba si ele aceleasi drepturi.&lt;br /&gt;64.Sunt nemultumita de pretul figurinelor in Romania.&lt;br /&gt;65.I'm starting to walk on the path of a hikkikomori&lt;br /&gt;66.Cred ca am scris hikkikomori gresit.&lt;br /&gt;67.Nu m-am uitat la Bleach dar simt deja ca n-o sa-mi placa.&lt;br /&gt;68.Am cumparat editia "Shonen Jump"ului care a aparut de ziua mea.&lt;br /&gt;69.Luam autobuzul asta in fiecare zi ca sa ajung la scoala.Slava domnului ca-i vacanta acum.&lt;br /&gt;70.As vrea sa am un iepure ca animal de casa.&lt;br /&gt;71.Sau un soricel.Alb.&lt;br /&gt;72.Sau un Love Neco.&lt;br /&gt;73.As vrea sa devin asistenta lu' Minami Haruka.&lt;br /&gt;74.Sa fiu ceva de genu':tipa care ii pregateste supa sau o chestie asemanatoare. Cartofii prajiti. Orezul.&lt;br /&gt;75.Am o prietena care e nascut cu o zi dupa mine.&lt;br /&gt;76.Ani diferiti totusi.&lt;br /&gt;77.Si o prietena care e nascuta cu o zi inaintea mea.&lt;br /&gt;78.Ani diferiti totusi.&lt;br /&gt;79.Exista sanse sa urlu in 3 pana la 5 secunde.&lt;br /&gt;80.N-am urlat.&lt;br /&gt;81.De ce nu ma putea adopta pe mine Madonna?&lt;br /&gt;82.Inca un pic ,Nyappy, work with me!&lt;br /&gt;83.Imi e foame.&lt;br /&gt;84.The internet is for ....hentai!!!&lt;br /&gt;85.Family guy imi place mai mlt decat South Park&lt;br /&gt;86.Incerc sa umplu ce mi-a mai ramas cu idei random.&lt;br /&gt;87.Am facut gem.&lt;br /&gt;88.De zmeura.&lt;br /&gt;89.Ar trebui sa incep sa mai fac cercei.&lt;br /&gt;90.Imi pare rau Andreea, stiu ca probabil vrei sa ma omori acuma.&lt;br /&gt;91.Promit cerceii tai in cateva zile.Pinky promise!&lt;br /&gt;92.Nyappy e pasionata de Kaidan.&lt;br /&gt;93.Filmele de groaza nipone nu sunt neaparat mai infricosatoare. Desi cateodata ma scoate din minti sa vad ca o fraza complexa care a fost zisa in 2-3 minute este tradusa "Nu, nu e asa"&lt;br /&gt;94.Parca in anu' asta s-a format An Cafe, deci, si Nyappy.&lt;br /&gt;95.Vad lumina.&lt;br /&gt;96.Are we there yet?&lt;br /&gt;97.Now?&lt;br /&gt;98.Mai e putin, ar trebui sa zic ceva destept.Scopul vietii...nu, viata pe alte planete, nu, despre apocalipsa.&lt;br /&gt;99.Salut, mama, sunt la TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...parca s-a terminat prea repede....&lt;br /&gt;Ce-ar fi sa continuam asta pe blogu' lu' Amu, Luci si Lolli.Am uitat pe cineva?&lt;br /&gt;A, da, si Hentai.&lt;br /&gt;Tre' s-o faceti, altfel vin si va bantui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4573785149460055332?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4573785149460055332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/crosetand-apa-minerala.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4573785149460055332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4573785149460055332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/crosetand-apa-minerala.html' title='Crosetand apa minerala'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4664214529054431234</id><published>2009-07-03T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:47:44.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[p]omul saptamanii'/><title type='text'>Fara numar, umar si sold</title><content type='html'>Dupa numeroase zile (adica 3) in care am trait cu "frica" ca o sa vina penticostalii sa se razbune(na, ce sa fac, mi s-a zis citet, "Nu te baga cu penticostalii, sunt razbunarori"), m-am gandit sa trec la subiecte mai friendly. Un subiect la care toata lumea se pricepe, nu engleza, fotbal si femei.Muzica, dragilor. Muzica romaneasca, pen'ca am chef sa rad azi.&lt;br /&gt;In muzica romaneasca, se poate lansa oricine. Daca ai fost filmat pana acum de o camera video care filma circulatia, esti suficient de vedeta ca sa te lansezi. Ce-ti trebuie? O melodie, pe care s-o remixezi de enspe ori si sa te comporti ca si cand pana si Papa te-ar cunoaste, cand adevarul este ca nu te-a auzit nimeni pana acum. Am uitat ceva? Voce, ureche muzicala? Who needs 'em..., duduile astea s-au lansat si fara pic de voce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sexy Braileanca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-vocea care ar putea aparea pe fundalul fiecarei reclame la pui din Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta tanti, prin munca si perseverenta...ahem, am gresit banda. Reformulez, tanti asta practicanta de cea mai veche meserie din lume, care nu era nici macar patrioata, o practica in Spania, si detinatoare a unui record impresionant, a aparut la OTV, spunand ca detine informatii cruciale in gasirea Elodiei, pen'ca ea era tipa cu care s-a culcat Tolea, un alt personaj crucial in cazul Elodia, care de altfel nici nu stiu de ce era asa de celebru. Otv-ul a facut-o (Pseudo)Vedeta. Genu' de muzica pe care-l canta? Imi e total strain, o sa va dau cateva titluri si poate imi spuneti voi: "Pui de crevedia", "Fetita tunata". Factor de risc 75%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Simona Sensual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-talent si inteligenta...lipsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marele ei debut a fost in Libertatea, ca fata de la vreme. Dupa cateva melodii, solo si alaturi de una din cele mai inalte...voci din manele, Copilu' Minune, mai nou sis DeVitto, aceasta sa-i zicem mini-vedeta, cu aspiratii mari, a ajuns sa aiba si o emisiune, cica, care dupa cum vedeti s-a bucurat de un mare succes, rezult fiind faptul ca nimeni n-o stie. Insa muzica nu este singurul punct "forte", Doamna Sensual, este de asemenea foarte inteligenta, posibil "creierul" muzicii romanesti.Isi mai aminteste careva intamplarea cu radical din 36...sau cum era?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roxana Oancea(cunoscuta ca Roxy Manelista)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- inventatoarea genului muzical House-orice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumea o cunoaste in principal pentru asa-zisa ei relatie-fulger cu Adrian Cristea, de la Dinamo. Stilul ei muzical este incomparabil, avand un efect laxativ oriunde si oricand. Noua achizitie a divei, consta intr-un baiat, cu acelasi grad de talent ca al ei, dar cu un nume care il poate face invidios pe orice manelar de pe glob, Marian Valorosu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fernando Caransebes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-orientarea sexuala nu e importanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un, daca ii putem spune domn, printre doamne. Fernando Caransebes. Marele adept al barbatilor "tampiti"(dupa cum spune si melodia care l-a facut celebru) si auto-proclamatul, idol al tuturor femeilor frumoase(din pacate, Nyappy are un inceput de complex de inferioritate asa ca nu se considera frumoasa, doamnelor, eu ma retrag din cursa, vi-l las voua). Acest om a facut istorie, aplauze va rog, avem un rege al manelelor porno, acum avem si un rege al manelelor gay.&lt;br /&gt;Bogdane, asta pen'ca te cunosc!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy(cea mai cocalara dintre pitzipoance)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4664214529054431234?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4664214529054431234/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/fara-numar-umar-si-sold.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4664214529054431234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4664214529054431234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/fara-numar-umar-si-sold.html' title='Fara numar, umar si sold'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-1816789663460750141</id><published>2009-07-01T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:05:05.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Tu cum dai pe punga de plastic?</title><content type='html'>Unirea, ora 18:30. Imi sunt date 2 variante.&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu banii sau viata. Fiindca raspunsu' oricum ar fi fost, bani n-am si viata? veziti de treaba , baiete, tu cu siguranta nu vrei viata mea, te asigur eu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu, mi s-a propus sa aleg intre 666 si viata vesnica. Cum de am luat un astfel de pliant? Il imparteau copii mici, si am crezut ca impart chestii anti-drog sau prezervative.&lt;br /&gt;Si ce am primit?&lt;br /&gt;Un eseu de 2 pagine pro-viata vesnica, care pe langa faptul ca imi ziceau sa ma lepad de Satana, imi ziceau sa ma lepad si de celelalte chestii.&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy, sa fie sincera, nu prea crede in Dumnezeu. Asta nu inseamna totusi ca e satanista. Daca nu cred in existenta lui Dumnezeu, n-am cum sa cred in Satana. Pen'ca pana la urma, Satana nu e ceea ce il completeaza pe Dumnezeu?&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, se tot promite aceasta viata vesnica, dar daca e "tzeapa"? S-a intors pana acum cineva innapoi de acolo si a povestit?Cu exceptie persoanele de la OTV, acolo pana si cameramanu' cred ca a gasit-o pe Elodia sau s-a intors macar o data din morti sau de la extraterestrii.&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, omul prin definitie e un pacatos. Citand pagina[versetul] 2 al acestui pliant frumusel descoperim ca "Daca zicem ca n-avem pacat ne inselam singuri si adevarul nu este in noi". Si care era conditia aia sa primim viata vesnica? Exact sa n-avem pacate. Ceea ce e imposibil. Mie imi miroase deja a escrocherie.&lt;br /&gt;Lucrul care ma sperie este "Imparatia Lui Dumnezeu este aproape". mi-au pus cumva gand rau? Vor credinciosii sa ne lichideze? Cum adica aproape? Eu zic ca e la cel putin 50 de ani departare de mine. That's not near.Not even close.&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, "Nu va ingrijorati zicand: "Ce vom manca? sau "Ce vom imbraca?""? Hai nu zau. Ce-ar fi sa faceti voi asta. Ziceau cele 10 porunci ca ingrijorarile sunt interzise?[pff, unde erati inainte de teza de la fizica de pe primu' semestru, eram atat de "ingrijorata" ca n-am putut sa dor 2 zile]&lt;br /&gt;Their catch phrase: "Lasa tot si vino!" Pe bune ca as face asta, dar de la o vreme am inceput sa vreau sa invat sa gatesc asa ca daca as lasa tot imi e ca ar arde casa, si as incepe sa ma ingrijorez ca "Eu unde dorm la noapte?"&lt;br /&gt;Si apropo, "Biblia se vesteste zilnic in zona Unirii!". Am ratat concertu' Placebo, dar acum, cum pot rata asa ceva?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-1816789663460750141?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1816789663460750141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/tu-cum-dai-pe-punga-de-plastic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1816789663460750141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1816789663460750141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/tu-cum-dai-pe-punga-de-plastic.html' title='Tu cum dai pe punga de plastic?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6973447036872356647</id><published>2009-06-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:01:29.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>When fandom reaches its limit</title><content type='html'>Finally mi-a revenit inspiratia. Ar fi fost naspa sa tac toata vara,nu?&lt;br /&gt;So where did the divine inspiration come from? Senzational, nu dintr-o toaleta(macar acum stiti sursa umorului meu de r*h*t).&lt;br /&gt;Cine e muza mea? Muza mea e un tip. Nu stiu cum il cheama. Nu stiu de unde este, dafapt stiu, e de pe undeva prin Moldova, Moldova romaneasca. Nu stiu cu ce se ocupa, desi e ciudat faptu' ca il prin pe net doar pe la 12 seara si mereu imi zice ca trebuie sa se trezeasca a doua zi de la 5.Treaba e ca incep sa cred ca el e Cenusareasa masculina, si la 12 se intoarce de la bal fiindca i-a expirat dovleacu'. In fine, all in all, e de treaba si chiar poti avea o discutie decenta cu el.&lt;br /&gt;Cum spuneam, eu, pe net, aseara, vorbeam cu "this guy". Eu, vazandu-i statusu', fac marea greseala de a intreba "Ai fost fan MJ?". Raspunsul insa m-a surprins(aveam de gand sa zic ca m-a socat, dar nu m-a socat defapt). Cica "a crescut cu muzica lui".This really made me feel like an idiot. Tipu' e cu un an sau 2 mai mic decat mine, dar totusi a crescut pe muzica lu' Michael Jackson. Imi e rusine sa recunosc, dar eu am crescut pe muzica romaneasca pana la o anumita varsta. La dracu, ascultam Andrele si 3 sud est, si mi se cam rupea de ce era in rest.&lt;br /&gt;In fine, acum lasand asta la o parte, chiar imi pare rau ca a murit. Nu stiu exact de ce, probabil pentru ca am trait cu convingerea ca n-o sa moara niciodata, ca o sa ramana asa mereu.&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, stiti ce nu-mi place mie? Nu-mi plac omagiile astea "televizate". As in, pe MTv se dau numai melodiile lu' MJ, the same goes for VH1. Daca ar face o "medie aritmetica" intre Utv, care e condusa de niste "rednecks" care n-au dat nici macar o melodie, ma intreb daca ei macar stiu ca MJ a murit, si Mtv, cred ca ar fi mult mai bine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6973447036872356647?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6973447036872356647/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-fandom-reaces-its-limit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6973447036872356647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6973447036872356647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-fandom-reaces-its-limit.html' title='When fandom reaches its limit'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8342604603864971376</id><published>2009-06-23T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:20:31.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>Listen up, otakus!</title><content type='html'>Pe 11 iulie in parcul Tineretului, sa o citez pe Naru "ne vedem in fata la tineretului la ora 12 ", intre orele 12:00 si 19:00 se tine OnigiriCon. Ce va fi acolo mai exact?Jocuri, Cosplay, Workshop de Origami, Concursuri de Dans ,Karaoke, AMV(iar la festival se vor prezenta primele 3 cele mai bune) si multe altele. Intreaga chestie e organizata de Ultimated-Cosplay din care face parte si Nyappy, cel mai "tanar" membru. Vorba vine "Tanar", "tanar" in sensul ca am intrat doar de cateva zile. Sper sa veniti!&lt;br /&gt;Forumu' nostru: &lt;a href="http://ultimated-cosplay.forumgratuit.ro/onigiri-con-f5/"&gt;http://ultimated-cosplay.forumgratuit.ro/onigiri-con-f5/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avem si un filmulet:&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuuiBtQovHY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuuiBtQovHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mai multe informatii puteti sa vorbiti cu mine sau puteti sa intrati pe forum si sa va spuneti "oful" acolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva, se pare ca am primit niste reclamatii din partea unor persoane pe care nu vreau sa le mentionez, care mai mult sau mai putin au jurat a se vor razbuna pe noi...din cate am inteles eu, pentru ca avem costume ieftine. Sfatul meu de "cheap-a" este ca mai bine ne lasa sa invatam din greselile proprii .&lt;br /&gt;Btw...Dang, mi-a placut la nebunie costumu' tau, era cu foita de (h)aur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Citeste asta: Locatia s-a schimbat...inainte era trecut "parcu' Carol", acum e in "Tineretului". Gomene cuz' we somewhat fucked up your mind, we take responsability for everything. Gomene, again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8342604603864971376?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8342604603864971376/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/listen-up-otakus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8342604603864971376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8342604603864971376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/listen-up-otakus.html' title='Listen up, otakus!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5028698208188129623</id><published>2009-06-22T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:27:05.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Where is my mind</title><content type='html'>FlashBack, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;going backwards&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Iunie 2009&lt;br /&gt;-In caz ca va intrebati, nu e vorba de niciun atac terorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHNvHRzPio8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHNvHRzPio8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa presupunem prin absurd ca la matematica, ca, este adevarat.&lt;br /&gt;Socant, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Adica pe langa faptul ca avionu' s-a ciocnit cu un alt avion si acum se prabusea, nu exista niciun martor care sa spuna mai multe despre acest caz uluitor, dar adevarat, dar totusi cineva a reusit sa faca niste poze in plina prabusire, sa se duca undeva la un PC care era si conectat la internet si sa descarce pozele. Pun pariu ca acele poze au fost gasite pe un profil de MySpace sau Hi5.&lt;br /&gt;Tragedia e ca zburau si deasupra Amazonului, si era si un Boeing 737. Nu e senzational cum din 2 poze, una cu o jumatate de avion si alta cu aceasi jumatate de avion plus un om care isi ia zboru' se pot extrage atatea informatii vitale. Se vede ca sunt niste "profesionisti" eu nu mi-as fi dat niciodata seama ca e un Boeing 737 deasupra Amazonului, plus ca celalalt avion a aterizat si ca toti pasagerii sunt teferi. Acum, poate imi explicati si mie, cum e posibil ca 2 avioane sa se ciocneasca, unu sa se rupa in 2 si banuiesc sa moara toata lumea[parea cam apocaliptica poza], iar celalalt sa fie bine mersi, sa aterizeze de urgenta si toata lumea sa fie vie?&lt;br /&gt;Partea cea mai delicioasa mi se pare atunci cand comenteaza invitatii.&lt;br /&gt;Deci, suspectul Nea Caisa, cu siguranta avea foarte mult sange rece, alta nu poate fi explicatia. Sau desigur, poate vroia sa-si indrepte atentia spre altceva, adica imi si inchipui, avionu' se parduseste, esti prins in scaunele alea naspa cu centura de siguranta si masca de oxigen, toata lumea moare de frica si isi spune rugaciunea, mai ai foarte putin de trait. Ce faci? Faci o poza, nene, ca poate in rai e conexiune Wireless si mai apuci sa pui poza pe net.&lt;br /&gt;Ce nenorocit, n-a lasat nicio marturie! Pff, sigur era roman. Ba nu, rectific, moldovean, Ungur, Homosexual!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gata hai ca am scos-o la capat, deci moldo-ungurul homosexual care zbura cu un Boeing 737 deasupra Amazonului, apunci cand s-a ciocnit cu un avion si s-a rupt in 2 a facut poza fiindca vroia o moarte programata. Aplauze va rog!&lt;br /&gt;Acum, alta parte care imi place mie, comentarile userilor de YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;Primu' commentariu care imi sare in ochi, e fost cel dat de &lt;a&gt;&lt;url=http:&gt;Tzeapa123&lt;/a&gt; , mai exact "dai in soarilii mami lor pe astia cu accesu [[YOUTUBE]] lor...numa moldoveni...mis﻿ acrit de dastea "(am cenzurat). Deci, da, are dreptate, asa cum spuneam eu, Moldovenii!!!Ar trebui sa se faca un studiu, am impresia ca nu de la Mexicani fine gripa procina, ci de la Moldoveni!&lt;br /&gt;Primele 3 pagini sunt lipsite in pare parte de comentarii destepte, dar sunt pline de "parti reproducatoare barbatesti". Acum sincer, oare oamenii astia au o placere se se trezeasca cu sexu' in rubrica de comentarii la un filmulet de pe YouTube?&lt;br /&gt;Pe la pagina 4 incep sa se injure intre ei. Ce sa mai, suntem ca la un meci de fotbal.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi vine commentul meu preferat "Haha, Gigi Becalli﻿ ? " dat de &lt;a&gt;&lt;url=http:&gt;Ingerul lu' Shinu&lt;/a&gt; (ma gandeam ca vreti sa traduc in romana). Ce legatura are Gigi Becali? Poate dam vina pe Basescu si organizam o rapire in Irak si devine chestie nationala, vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai bun comentariu a fost totusi, "Genial. Romania suprarealista.﻿ " dat de &lt;a&gt;&lt;url=http:&gt;ArpagicStudios&lt;/a&gt; , nu sunteti de acord?&lt;br /&gt;In caz ca vreti sa va imbogatiti vocabularul la capitolul "injuraturi" sa recomand calduros sa cititi si restul comentariilor, in 7 pagini veti gasi voi ceva folositor.&lt;br /&gt;Apropo, ma intreb ca cred fanii Lost despre chestia asta. Poate vor sa impartaseasca parerile lor si cu Nyappy?&lt;br /&gt;Offopic:&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: N-am nimic cu Ungurii, moldovenii, homosexualii, mexicanii si oamenii in general.&lt;br /&gt;Parodie dupa Nikita: Sora mea, mie imi plac oamenii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5028698208188129623?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5028698208188129623/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-is-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5028698208188129623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5028698208188129623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is my mind'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7003077937426851834</id><published>2009-06-21T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:20:55.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>Nu sunt SAILOR MOON!!!</title><content type='html'>Ieri, 20 iunie, ora 12:00, s-a tinut , the one, the only, the remarcable "Chibi Fest" care din pacate a esuat grandios. Dar totusi a fost distractiv.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349802327074260770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5Q3zvRxyI/AAAAAAAAANw/4AXaa2DXHDY/s320/DSCN1055.jpg" /&gt; Fan-Pairings: Sasuke UchihaXHaruhi Suzumiya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how two dudettes fucked up two separate anime.&lt;br /&gt;Pies: Nyappy is Haruhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349803065603995106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5Riy-fNeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0S35L88IPiE/s320/DSCN1041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one and only, Amu-chan! din Shogu Chara.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Amu-chan is now grounded. Haruhi is also grounded. Merde! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349803920228378898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5SUis0aRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/z7-eASB6F-Y/s320/DSCN1043.jpg" /&gt;Yaoi!Yaoi!Yaoi! SasuNaru for ever!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804409512868866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5SxBbVPAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wRC0P5CKx20/s320/DSCN1049.jpg" /&gt;Yuri!Yuri!Yuri! HaruhiXSakura! um...n-am sa mai zic...i like messing with the Naruto people. Kishimoto cred ca face spume acum.Tehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw...Happy B-day, Sakura-chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349805923971675570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5UJLOctbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-Q_S6nL4t0g/s320/DSCN1057.jpg" /&gt;Orochimaru tocmai a fost saltat de politia comunitara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349806529880311442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5UscaUxpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4d2BHYtbcqA/s320/DSCN1065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ringo and Sasuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349807220289401890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5VUoYrdCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q1A9DUEU_co/s320/DSCN1063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki Cross and some random cat-like human...NYA~!&lt;br /&gt;Motive pt care a meritat sau ar fi meritat sa fi acolo:&lt;br /&gt;-lots of cosplaying fun&lt;br /&gt;-iaurt pe gratis&lt;br /&gt;-am luat pranzul intr-un cadru frumos&lt;br /&gt;-cunosti lume&lt;br /&gt;-lumea se opreste, se mira si apoi face o poza&lt;br /&gt;-eram multi, asa ca daca se uita vreunu urat la noi, puteam baga un "Yeah, so? uite cati suntem. Esti in minoritate. Fuck off!"&lt;br /&gt;Dejavantaje:&lt;br /&gt;-mi s-a zis de nenumarate ori ca sunt din Sailor Moon...&lt;br /&gt;-o pitzipoanca pitica mi-a zis ca sunt imbracata din '89....bine ca stie ea mai bine anu', dar la inaltimea ei ma mir ca macar ajungea la calendar&lt;br /&gt;-mi s-a zis ca sunt pitica pt varsta mea....avea dreptate...adica oamenii la 15 ani sunt foarte inalti...ce pacat ca am doar 1,80 &lt;/ironie&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349813604170313986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5bIOMfsQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7n3mdU4HXmc/s320/HPIM1279.JPG" /&gt;Un pantof. Am vazut ceva de genu' pe deviant. Unu ii facuse pt fi-su. Eu nu i-am facut pt fi-su fiindca nu-mi pasa de fi-su, sunt pt mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personaj: Lavi, din D.Gray Man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later edit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am uitat sa va zic, sunt idola acum. Am iesit pe locu' 3. Si n-am nici cea mai vaga idee cum am facut asta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-7003077937426851834?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7003077937426851834/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/nu-sunt-sailor-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7003077937426851834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7003077937426851834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/nu-sunt-sailor-moon.html' title='Nu sunt SAILOR MOON!!!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sj5Q3zvRxyI/AAAAAAAAANw/4AXaa2DXHDY/s72-c/DSCN1055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-131386202186655110</id><published>2009-06-19T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:07:26.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>Long romantic walks on the beach, the sunset and poking dead things with a stick</title><content type='html'>Cred...&lt;br /&gt;Cred in extraterestri. Cred in spirite. Cred ca Fat-Frumos exista. De asemenea cred ca e gay sau cocalar daca isi spune "frumos". Cred in viata dupa moarte. Cred nu conteaza cum traiesti, ca la final ajungem toti la fel. Cred ca n-o sa apuc sa vad cum moare "Tanar si Nelinistit". Cred ca o sa scriu in testament, sa urmareasca cineva ultimul episod si sa mi-l povesteasca si mie cand ne vom intalni.&lt;br /&gt;Cred. Cred in multe lucruri.&lt;br /&gt;Dar totusi nu cred in iubire. Iubirea aia pe care o descria Eminescu. Iubirea aia...totala. Prea totala.&lt;br /&gt;Genul de iubire pe care o intalnesti in povestioarele pe care le posteaza copilasii emo intre 10 si 14 ani pe myspace, blog si din cand in cand le trimit ca chain mail. Adica, romanceurile pot fi frumoase uneori. Cand sunt realiste.&lt;br /&gt;Mi se pare imposibil ca unei tipe careia nu i-a placut de un tip care de altfel o iubea "din tot corasonu'", sa se indragosteasca brusc de el dupa ce tipul de care ii placea inaite o refuza. Nu, in realitate, genul asta de fata ar plange, ar face ca toti dracii, i-ar spune tipului care e indragostit de ea ca-i un dobitoc si sa o lase in pace, s-ar vopsi blond, ar slabi 10 kile si s-ar face majoreta. Si ar incerca sa-i atraga atentia tipului de care ii place. Va esua, ce-i drept, si va fi deprimata pentru un numar n de zile. Mai ales cand va vedea ca tipul care era indragostit de ea, nu ii mai este atat de devotat.&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, la 16 ani, nu te sacrifici pentru iubitul/iubita tau/ta. Cel mult incerci sa-l ajuti cat poti tu de mult. Fiindca, la 16 ani inca ai vise, nu? Vise mari. Plus ca, ce fel de problema poate aparea la varsta aia incat sa trebuiasca sa mori?&lt;br /&gt;Un alt lucru care ma "dispera" pe mine este faptul ca in povesti, imediat dupa o despartire in care s-au schimbat replici foarte pasionale de genu' : "Fara tine as muri", "Vezi totusi sa nu mori aici ca tocmai a curatat mama covorul", mereu se intampla o nenorocire. O persoana cade de pe un pod. Sau e calcata de o masina. Si evident, moare. Coincidenta coincidentelor este acea persoana este cea care a si amenintat ca va muri. Cum poate fi interpretata chestia asta? Punct de vedere realist: si daca nu se desparteau tot se intampla nenorocirea; The other point of view: Nu trebuiau sa se desparta, toata chestia putea fi evitata. Totusi, parerea mea, o multime de persoane sufera din dragoste, o multime de persoane se despart in fiecare zi, o multime de persoane simt ca ar putea muri fara "jumatatea lor", nu se intampla niciun accident, nimeni nu moare pe bune, poti totusi sa zici ca "esti mort in interior" ceea ce te face un pic emo si o drama-queen dar esti viu, esti palpapil.&lt;br /&gt;Urmatorul lucru pe lista mea este "afisarea iubirii astea". Daca va ganditi ca a scrie la status "Te iubesc puisor" sau a face un tricou pe care scrie "te iubesc" este o foarte buna metoda de a-ti arata afectiunea, pot zice ca incep sa-mi schimb parerea despre tine. Inteleg ca il/o iubesti dar sa sti ca nu simt nevoia sa stiu asta. Mai tragic este atunci cand nu il/o iubesti, dar totusi scri asta.&lt;br /&gt;Adica e de asteptat ca o persoana care trimite massuri de genu' "Care vrea sa fie cu mine?" nu tine la cealalta persoana. Dar tot tine sa zica dupa "Vai! ce il/o iubeste pe Cutarescu print/printesa unicat".&lt;br /&gt;Poate sunt eu ciudata. Fiindca nu am deja propria mea teorie despre iubire, la doar 15 ani, fiindca nu pot zice ca am suferit vreodata din dragoste, sau fiindca mi se pare aiurea sa zici "te iubesc" atunci cand nu simti nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Acum intrebarea este, ce parere aveti? E ceva in neregula cu Nyappy sau aveti si voi aceasi parere ca Nyappy?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei care inca asteapta o minune, trimiteti toate massurile, postati chain mailurile si trimiteti massuri de genu' "ce parere ai despre mine?1.2.3.4.", poate o sa va surada norocu' si cineva chiar o sa va raspunda spund altceva decat "esti un/o tampit/a", "fuck off", get a life"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-131386202186655110?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/131386202186655110/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-romantic-walks-on-beach-sunset-and.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/131386202186655110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/131386202186655110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-romantic-walks-on-beach-sunset-and.html' title='Long romantic walks on the beach, the sunset and poking dead things with a stick'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3677417382391430777</id><published>2009-06-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:59:41.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Adidasi Nike, originali, 10 Roni[mass]</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pies: in caz ca te gandeai ca vand adidasi, originali la preturi de "Dragonu' Rosu", te cam inseli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raspunsu' era: "M-am intors".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De unde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wien.In romaneste, Viena. Aia din Austria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trec la detalii. A fost cam asa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06:30-Mama: Dormi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09-ish-Nyappy: Mai dureaza mult pana ne lasa sa facem Check-in-u'? M-am plictisit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:40-Nyappy: Nu porneste odata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12, nu era fix asa ca o sa zic "si cinci"- Banzai! Turbulente![/sarcasm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:25(ora romaniei), 12:25(ora vienei)- S7 sau S8? Si de unde luam bilete? In cacat! Trebuia sa luam un taxi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:35- Problem solved!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706252241939778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sjpr_2zKrUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/N08dh7dDGQQ/s320/HPIM1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:05- Ce? Acum luam metroul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:30- Nyappy thinks" Tipu' asta de la receptie e gay cumva?um...Concentreaza-te!Concentreaza-te! C'mon Nyappy, work with me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14:00- shopping like mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15:30- Nyappy thinks" Aproape am fost pozata de 3 ori, tre' sa-i distrag mamei atentia cumva...oh, look! a building!!!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705295141208706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjprIJUkgoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1AnO1yB-itU/s320/HPIM1219.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706547195342610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjpsRBlibxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xoyq6_ARUqo/s320/HPIM1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;in fata constructiei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706818155615730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sjpsgy_gFfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/i4Tv4qL-RP0/s320/HPIM1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 19-ish- ma dor picioarele. Need sleep. Nici Mtv-ul la astia nu e in engleza?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07:00-Mama:Mai dormi mult?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07:15-Mama:Dormi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07:16-Nyappy: Incerc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07:17-Mama: Hai ca te las sa dormi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07:20-Nyappy:Fir-ar! Nu pot dormi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08:00- Micu' dejun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08:30- plimbarica matinala, pe strazi pusti[Nici caini nu erau acolo]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast -Forward&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15:30- Dupa lungi rataciri, Nyappy ajunga la , ceea ce i-as putea spune, "Scopu' pt care am vrut sa vizitez Viena de la bun inceput", aka Planet-Japan, o Akihabara in miniatura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16:20-Nyappy:Ce?De ce te uiti asa la mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[in momentul acesta, maica-mea se uita la mine de zici ca as fi fost o idioata]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348709916209117634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjpvVIJA-cI/AAAAAAAAANA/Fy_xONDcIAo/s320/HPIM1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348710162947911778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjpvjfUIMGI/AAAAAAAAANI/zwDolHJ8OVY/s320/HPIM1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348710394379099442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sjpvw9dn3TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Cs2a2IVZ0ho/s320/HPIM1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;17 si ceva- un pranz tarziu&lt;br /&gt;17:45- Mochi time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348713586102872802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sjpyqvj3quI/AAAAAAAAANo/EQj0y3Y3g84/s320/HPIM1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ea e mochi. O prajiturica din orez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pies: in scurt timp o sa apara o pereche de cercei inspirati de mochi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20:00- Trebuia sa continui sa invat nemteste. Merde!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;07:10- Mama: Cum poti dormi atat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;07:40- Nyappy wakes up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;09:00- micu' dejun&lt;br /&gt;09:25- Plimbarea de dimineata. Zici ca sunt caine. Ma plimb prea mult. I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;10:30- Suntem la.....hai sa-i facem o poza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjpxqrQnXrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Mf6V-YcrAp4/s1600-h/HPIM1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348712485436743346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjpxqrQnXrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Mf6V-YcrAp4/s320/HPIM1234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Observati ceva in neregula cu poza? Bravo. Si eu.&lt;br /&gt;11:00- Nyappy:Ce vrei sa zici prin "nu merge aparatu'"?&lt;br /&gt;11:10-Nyappy: Stiam ca trebuia sa iau niste baterii in plus pt camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-The End-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Practic, cam aici se termina prezentarea mea, fiindca am ramas fara poze. Trist, nu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;@Andreea-Prima pereche de tortite e gratis. Ca la droguri. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Offtopic: Go, Jesus, It's Christmas! Mi-am luat un Wall scroll cu Lavi! Acum colectia mea de wall scrolluri s-a marit. Are 2 "elemente". In scurt timp o sa raman fara pereti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3677417382391430777?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3677417382391430777/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/adidasi-nike-originali-10-ronimass.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3677417382391430777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3677417382391430777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/adidasi-nike-originali-10-ronimass.html' title='Adidasi Nike, originali, 10 Roni[mass]'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/Sjpr_2zKrUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/N08dh7dDGQQ/s72-c/HPIM1213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4240003753719066072</id><published>2009-06-14T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:44:20.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Show 'em hell, kid!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!!Leapsa, again. What a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ironie&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nume: N-Y-A-P-P-Y(hey, i know how to spell it :&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa devin: (o) nimeni cunoscuta, norocoasa&lt;br /&gt;Imi plac[e]: Norvegia, nimicurile care fac viata mai draguta, (ma)Nga, nori(alga aia care se pune in sushi), numele meu, neko people(and maids...kyaaa~&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Nu imi plac[e]: narcisismul, necrofilia, natura ignoranta a Romanilor, nicio persoana care poarta tricouri pe care scrie "De puta madre",&lt;br /&gt;Cuvantul meu preferat este: Nyaaaaa--!(chiar e cuvant)&lt;br /&gt;Azi am facut: nimic(am inceput sa ma perfectionez in arta de a face nimic)&lt;br /&gt;M-am plictisit de: Natalie Imbruglia si melodia ei "Shiver" pe care am ascultat-o azi de cel putin 5 ori&lt;br /&gt;Sunt: (u)Ndeva in spatele tau&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie de: Nijuod(e scris invers...tehe)&lt;br /&gt;In curand voi: (i)nnebuni&lt;br /&gt;Daca va fi fata, primul meu copil se va numi: Nanako, Noelle, Natasha, Natsu sau Nadeshiko&lt;br /&gt;Daca va fi baiat, primul meu copil se va numi: Nowaki(JR power!)&lt;br /&gt;O trupa: Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;O melodie: Nu am chef azi, Nyappy in the world 1, 2, 3, Numb, Nobody's listening, Nemo(Nightwish)&lt;br /&gt;Eu spun copac, tu spui: Nu&lt;br /&gt;Site-ul preferat: (o)Nemanga.com&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai scarbos lucru: nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai dragut lucru: Nyappy-chan(cainele lui Miku din An Cafe)&lt;br /&gt;Stilul pe care il adopti: Nyappylicious Otaku-ish FanGirly Wierd Artsy Random A-Bit-Of-The-Homeless Style(pe scurt: NOFWARA Style)&lt;br /&gt;Dulciuri: Nu-mi pasa, atata timp cat sunt colorate&lt;br /&gt;Ceva de baut: Non-alchoholic Drinks(or maybe Not)&lt;br /&gt;Dependente: (a)Nime, (ma)Nga, Nyappylicious &amp;amp; Kawaii stuff, (spe)Nding Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cin-se duce?&lt;br /&gt;Pei, in caz ca ai citit postarea, tre' sa faci leapsa si s-o trimiti mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;Ca altfel vin dupa tine in 6 zile si 23 de ore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4240003753719066072?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4240003753719066072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-em-hell-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4240003753719066072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4240003753719066072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-em-hell-kid.html' title='Show &apos;em hell, kid!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6048984548404621000</id><published>2009-06-13T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:59:05.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Mary had a little lamb...with mint jelly.</title><content type='html'>Banzai! &lt;div&gt;Schimbare de template!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm...de ce l-am schimbat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asta se potriveste mai bine cu culoarea ochilor mei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...Blogger te urasc! Trebuia sa-mi fac blogu' pe Wordpress.De ce? Sa zicem doar ca am irosit doua ore din viata mea incercand sa imi aranjez blogul care, din anumite motive se tot bloca. Doua ore, in care am plans, m-am rugat la toti dumnezeii, mi-am muscat unghiile si am dat click cam pe tot ce imi pica in mana...erm, mouse. Deci, da, pot zice ca acest blog a fost creat cu lacrimile, credinta, sangele si truda lui Nyappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asta ar putea deveni chiar si o pilda. Adica, intentionam sa ma laud ca eu in cam o zi jumate plec(si ma intorc la fix pt Chibi Fest), si voi nu, dar...aceasta experienta m-am schimbat. Am devenit o cetateanca mai buna. Pot zice acum ca pot candida pentru rangul de Apostol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In caz ca si voi ati avut o astfel de experienta care v-a schimbat si vreti sa o impartasiti cu ceilalti, ori va duceti la oTv, ori vorbiti cu mine. Cred ca pot pot vorbi macar vreo 10 postari despre asta. Sau putem avea o discutie filozofica pe tema asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!Wa-Wa-Wa!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346899918321788994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjQBJYkiqEI/AAAAAAAAALg/M5ThnU7co4k/s320/andreea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poza e bonus. Ma gandeam sa va explic ce trebuie sa faceti in caz ca aveti hemoragie abundenta la nas. Si nu, chiar n-am incercat sa fiu rea, am ales o poza random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6048984548404621000?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6048984548404621000/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/mary-had-little-lambwith-mint-jelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6048984548404621000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6048984548404621000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/mary-had-little-lambwith-mint-jelly.html' title='Mary had a little lamb...with mint jelly.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SjQBJYkiqEI/AAAAAAAAALg/M5ThnU7co4k/s72-c/andreea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-1082141553829101675</id><published>2009-06-08T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:03:28.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><title type='text'>Reverse Necrophilia</title><content type='html'>Ploua.&lt;br /&gt;Rau, de tot in caz ca n-ati observat.&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu tocmai am ajuns acasa. Frumos.&lt;br /&gt;De ce?&lt;br /&gt;Ramasesem fara lut pentru cercei si a trebuit sa merg pana pe Lipscani sa-mi iau. Asta e prima parte. In a doua parte, ma trezesc eu si Nyappy no Haha(in traducere libera maica-mea) in ploaie dupa ce am cheltuit peste un milion pe un caiet din hartie reciclata si makere pt manga.&lt;br /&gt;Mai departe, incepe partea naspa.&lt;br /&gt;Ajungem in autobuz, toate bune si frumoase pana cand, incepe maica-mea sa ii faca scandal lu' unu din nustiu ce motiv. Mai tarziu aflu, ca ea defapt se lupta pt onoarea mea, fiindca un ciudat trecut de a doua tinerete imi zisese celebra si foarte cocalara fraza "Ce tate mari ai".&lt;br /&gt;Motivul? Pen'ca e mort. Nu, nu glumesc. Chiar asta a spus: "Nu vezi ca sunt mort?". Hai sa mori tu! A doua oara. Am ajuns rau, sa fie zombi atrasi de mine. Tre' sa trec neaparat pe la Biserica. Poate imi fac o programare pentru o exorcizare. O sa incep sa port cruci la mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In caz ca si voi ati fost contactati de, "The Undead", va invit sa imi povestiti intamplarile voastre.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu uitati, pentru a evita neplacerile, luati-va permis de port arma! Pentru cei nu foarte familiarizati cu tehnologia moderna va recomand cu caldura sa murati agresorul in benzina si sa-i da-ti foc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-1082141553829101675?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1082141553829101675/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/reverse-necrophilia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1082141553829101675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1082141553829101675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/reverse-necrophilia.html' title='Reverse Necrophilia'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-9151823890037859624</id><published>2009-06-05T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:06:39.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[p]omul saptamanii'/><title type='text'>His name is Fluffy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sari ,Andreeo! Am scris pe blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mi-am luat caine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nu, nu e pe bune. Dar lumea pretinde ca am caine asa ca o sa merg pe mana lor, defapt palma lor. Am caine. Iar cainele si cu mine mai avem un alt caine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mda, mi se pare e cam plagiata dupa "Viata e roz, si Roz e lumea toata" dar in fine, fac parte dintr-un cerc vicios iubitor de patrupede. Frumos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In fine, cel putin acum nu imi mai e foame, doar am mancat din palma ta timp de cam o ora jumate'. Oare ni ti s-au inrosit palmele? Nu ai fost cam rea sa nu-i dai si catelului meu nimic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Si astfel a inceput un razboi, mass(eu, sau cum spun cunoscatorii "eoo") versus status care se schimba din 5 in 5 secunde(Andreea) care cuprindea consacrata fraza "imi mananci din palma" si bineinteles un HaiCinci, fiindca nicio pitzipoanca nu e completa fara un Haicinci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ca in orice razboi, exista si victime colaterale, asa ca, imi cer scuze de la toate persoanele pe care le-am enervat cu massurile, nu dati vina pe mine, dati vina pe YMessenger si pe statusul meu defect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cum a evoluat conflictu'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se pare ca Andreea avea in Pc o poza cu mine(PS: nu stiam ca esti pe de-astea, ma simt flatata) pe care a pus-o la avatar. Din pacate, nu era o poza in care soarele sa rasara din livingu' meu asa ca evident n-aveam ochelari de soare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is how Pitzi World War  ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa fac inamicul sa se simta oarecum bine....TaDa! Scrie cu roz scumpo!&lt;br /&gt;Iti urez toate cele bune: sa ti se vada ochi prin ochelari(citat din Costinesti, so many memories), la cati mai multi baieti de care "sa iti bati tu joc" asa cum ti-ai batut joc si de Alin(DISCLAIMER:nu ala din clasa/scoala/whatever), la cati mai multi dusmani(ce e o pitzi daca nu e invidiata si n-are dusmani).&lt;br /&gt;Si o intrebare de sfarsit: Te-a apucat ura pe mine...actually noi, asa din senin? Sau tocmai ai realizat ca de la anu' vesta ta antiglont o sa fie pleacata in Belgia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-9151823890037859624?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/9151823890037859624/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-name-is-fluffy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9151823890037859624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9151823890037859624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-name-is-fluffy.html' title='His name is Fluffy!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-918377917986172604</id><published>2009-06-04T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:58:16.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>Duct tape is like the Force-It has a light side and a dark side and it keeps the universe together</title><content type='html'>M-am saturat.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar m-am saturat.&lt;br /&gt;Sa incep prin a spune o povestioara:&lt;br /&gt;Eu, am prostu' obicei, de a fi ridicol de curioasa. Cam o data pe saptamana ma poti gasi pe mine avantandu-ma pe bloguri de ale prietenilor, prietenilor, cunostiintelor, persoanelor pe care le am eu in blogroll. Scopul? Sa vad cat de departe ma pot avanta, si/sau sa vad daca gasesc oameni pe care sa-i recrutez in armata mea.&lt;br /&gt;Unde incepe partea tragica?&lt;br /&gt;Sti ca era si cred ca mai e moda aia de cand au inceput sa se iveasca emoizii care asculta Gutza prin Romania? Cand fiecare copilas isi punea un nume/id de messenger/ username/etc. ceva de genu' "Copil Emo","Copil Trist","Copil Retardat", "Copil Tembel", "Copil cu ADHD"(mda, asta ultima nu e inventata, am vazut-o pe un chat...deci da, Romania!)?Nu stiu de voi, dar pe mine ma scotea din minti. Adica dintr-o data aparusera o armata de copii cu probleme.&lt;br /&gt;Si?&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca acei "copii" si-au facut si bloguri. Adica altfel nu-mi explic. Si cum ii recunosti? Titluri tragico-amuzante, cliseuri gen "Trust in yourself", "Belive in your dream", "Move on", chestii care pe scurt iti spun "Continua, ba! Traieste!" dar in engleza si intr-un stil mai "'round the bush", sunt genul care povestesc practic "visul american" pe blog, sau povesti clasice de iubire, sunt genu' care incep o poveste geniala si o strica cu un final penibil de fericit si siropos, sunt genul care dau chain mailuri ca daca n-o sa copiezi mesajul pe 5 pagini o sa vina sa te violeze fantomele, sunt genul care isi scriu trista poveste de dragoste pe blog si dupa mai scriu inca vreo 5 postari in care zic cat sufera sau ce au facut in ziua respectiva, sunt cei in stare sa copieze o povestioara sau i dunno ceva, de pe un alt site doar pentru ca e amuzanta sau frumoasa, fara sa schimbe nimic si fara sa isi zica macar parerea, sunt cei care pe care ii urmaresc n persoane printre care nustiu cate rude, sau nu stiu cati prieteni care au bloguri asemanatoare, pe care si respectivul le urmareste(este un fel de cerc vicios- ma urmaresti, te urmaresc), sunt genu' care au trecut de la "Da un com pe Haicinci, Poowwp!" la "Da un com pe Blog, Poowwp!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;br /&gt;Exemplele de bloguri sunt inventate, nu sunt pe bune, sau e posibil sa fie, asa ca daca te numeri printre ei, sa sti ca nu m-am referit la tine.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu am dat nume asa ca nu este neaparat vorba despre tine(defapt nu este vorba despe o persoana mai exact...am generalizat), daca te simti insultat poti sa-mi zic si o sa fac o lista cu persoane despre care nu e vorba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-918377917986172604?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/918377917986172604/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/duct-tape-is-like-force-it-has-light.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/918377917986172604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/918377917986172604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/duct-tape-is-like-force-it-has-light.html' title='Duct tape is like the Force-It has a light side and a dark side and it keeps the universe together'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-9171449481072387250</id><published>2009-06-02T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:15:32.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>Zantul</title><content type='html'>E o conspiratie.Pe bune. &lt;div&gt;Viata isi bate joc de mine.Si nu, nu e ca in momentul ala cand ma prefaceam a fi beata(ma prefaceam, ati auzit?) si ziceam ca peretii rad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sansa mea de a face cosplay se pare ca a venit mai devreme. Chibi Fest. Genial. Eu n-am nici costum iar "festivalul" e in mai putin de 20 de zile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problema mea cred ca incepe undeva la materiale. N-am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fine, m-am inscris, ce naiba! Si am...initiativa. O sa ajung departe!Plus ca am auzit ca un costum nu ia mai mult de 10 ore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si acum anuntul:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu ol za otaci(de altfel numiti si: infractori, criminali, obsedati, etc. In Japonia li se zice doar "Tocilari" si cred ca m-as multumi mai mult cu termenul asta decat cu cele enumerate mai sus, dar in fine, Romania mereu a fost mai cu mot---tara plina de fantezie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cine vrea sa vina e binevenit. Pe 20 iunie in Cismigiu. Organizat de Cosplay Society, care Surpriza! n-au site, e in constructie cica. Ideea e ca oricum nu sunt niste No-Name. Am mai auzit de ei. Nu stiu unde si nu cred ca i-am vazut vreodata facand cosplay dar cert este ca am auzit de ei.Asa, deci, la ora 12 incepe, concursul de cosplay (la care sper sa particip) e la 14. Inarmati-va cu un aparat de filmat si anuntati-o si pe Nyappy ca nu vrea sa mearga singura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342989772811684866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SiYc49b8TAI/AAAAAAAAALY/0uvWBfby91Q/s320/haruhi_book_01_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca iese bine, va fi asa. Daca nu, n-o sa fie asa. May the Haruhism be with me and wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-9171449481072387250?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/9171449481072387250/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/zantul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9171449481072387250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9171449481072387250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/06/zantul.html' title='Zantul'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SiYc49b8TAI/AAAAAAAAALY/0uvWBfby91Q/s72-c/haruhi_book_01_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4235463885693906906</id><published>2009-05-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:50:13.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>She's a man, baby!</title><content type='html'>Mda.&lt;br /&gt;E leapsa.&lt;br /&gt;In case you were expecting an article about gender-bending or i dunno, LGBT stuff, i'm sorry to say this but: "Tzeapa!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNT:&lt;br /&gt;Mai mult sau mai putin perfecta si devin narcisista din cate observ.Frumos!&lt;br /&gt;PASTREZ:&lt;br /&gt;O umbrela cu mine indiverent de situatie...si cand merg la plaja e cu mine, daca ar fi sa merg pe o insula pustie, primul lucru pe care l-as lua ar fi umbrela&lt;br /&gt;MI-AS FI DORIT:&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu fiu atat de plictisita acum si fara subiecte de dezbatut. Am ajuns sa recurg la o leapsa, de pe un blog random.&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLAC(e):&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic fan-pairings, cand lumea foloseste "z" inaintea unui cuvant(,like:"zlol","zbye",etc.), ziua de azi, yuri,twilight, diminetile, biologia(la care de altfel nu trec), oamenii obsedati de alti oameni(nu e vreo aluzie), certurile din nimic, emoticoanele folosite in exces(am inteles ca iti vine sa razi, bravo! cred ca un :)) si un "lmao" sunt suficiente), trupele rock care au o solista(exista si unele excepti), ca trebuie sa astept pana pe 18 iunie sa apara capitolul nou din Kuroshitsuji, ca la noi in tara se tine doar niji si otaku fest,cand vine Sakuracon, MetroCon si Comiket in Romania?&lt;br /&gt;MA TEM:&lt;br /&gt;Ca o sa ajung cum a zis lucia, si anume gay(defapt: persoana confuza in privinta sentimentelor, care nu va sti sa le exprime si va avea nevoie de o persoana cu care sa vorbeasca, gen un psihiatru sau un doctor. Definitia unui gay depresiv), desi este cam putin probabil.&lt;br /&gt;AUD:&lt;br /&gt;"Persoane pe care prietenii mei nu le aud"(citat de pe paranormal.ro...lol)&lt;br /&gt;IMI PARE RAU:&lt;br /&gt;ca nu am profitat de veoh(siteul) cand inca mai mergea in romania. Erau acolo niste episoade dintr-un anime pe care nu l-am mai gasit altundeva subtitrat in engleza(motiv pentru care acum am inceput sa invat japonezaXD )&lt;br /&gt;IMI PLACE:&lt;br /&gt;Ideea ca la urmatorul niji/otaku o sa fac cosplay, sa stau pana noaptea tarziu citind manga, sa citesc bloguri, sa desenez, sa scriu random words in hiragana, sa joc jocuri video, ideea ca nimeni nu e normal(suntem cu totii niste ciudati...mai mult sau mai putin), sa colectionez "flyers"(imi scapa termenul in romana), o anumita nuanta de rosu si o anumita nuanta de albastru,etc.&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT:&lt;br /&gt;Eu astazi, poate sunt Tu!&lt;br /&gt;DANSEZ:&lt;br /&gt;Pentru tine, pentru mine, unde am ocazia, pe cam orice gen de muzica mai putin manele, si mai nou am invatat Hare Hare Yukai(dansul). Pff, ce face plictiseala din om.&lt;br /&gt;NICIODATA:&lt;br /&gt;Nu spune niciodata! Totu' e posibil.&lt;br /&gt;PAR:&lt;br /&gt;Habar n-am, cred ca par un pic increzuta sau rea(cred ca-s prea sarcastica uneori), si cred ca uneori par ciudata&lt;br /&gt;PLANG:&lt;br /&gt;Prea des: la animeuri, cand tai ceapa, cand sunt fata in fata cu tema la info,etc.&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT INTOTDEAUNA:&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca propozitia se termina aici. Eu nu sunt intotdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLACE DE MINE:&lt;br /&gt;In felul ala.&lt;br /&gt;SUNT CONFUZA:&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate nu.&lt;br /&gt;AM NEVOIE:&lt;br /&gt;De somn, aer, iubire, ciocolata si yaoi!&lt;br /&gt;AR TREBUI:&lt;br /&gt;Sa dau click pe "Salvati acum", sa inchid Internet explorer-ul si sa ma apuc de invatat la bio. Dar n-o s-o fac.&lt;br /&gt;VREAU SA DAU:&lt;br /&gt;De sfantul Graal. Sau, pentru moment sa dau cant mai rar de beleleXP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cine vreau sa se duca leapsa?&lt;br /&gt;La Hentai(that's for sure), la Luci(cre' ca suntem chit acum) si la Lolli, in mod sigur.&lt;br /&gt;Restu', poa' s-o ia cine vrea.*grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4235463885693906906?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4235463885693906906/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-man-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4235463885693906906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4235463885693906906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-man-baby.html' title='She&apos;s a man, baby!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6139247738356737751</id><published>2009-05-28T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:57:37.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><title type='text'>Romania-Stupid and contagious</title><content type='html'>Dragi tovarasi, preteni, concetateni, as vrea sa incep povestea mea printr-o comparatie.&lt;br /&gt;Romania, cateodata numita si Cocalaria(doar de cunoscatori), este precum HaiCinciu'.Toata prostimea e concentrata aici, cu cateva exceptii desigur, fiindca asa cum pe HaiCinci mai sunt persoane care nu-si arata diverse zone ale corpului mai ceva ca intr-un manual de anatomie si care pozeaza cu toate hainele pe ei, asa si in Romania mai exista si oameni care gandesc.&lt;br /&gt;In fine,cred ca ar trebui sa cam trec la subiect,nu?&lt;br /&gt;Cui i s-a intamplat?&lt;br /&gt;Lu' Hentai.&lt;br /&gt;Cand?&lt;br /&gt;Ieri pe la 11 seara. Ea se distra iar eu o ardeam emoid cu exercitiile de la info.Frumos.&lt;br /&gt;Ce s-a intamplat mai exact?&lt;br /&gt;Sti ca romanul juvenil cand vrea sa se distreze sau sa se razbune pe cineva actioneaza in 2 feluri: raie, sparge, rupe, distruge, masacreaza proprietatea altor persoane sau isi face un id nou de YMessenger si isi bate joc...cica.&lt;br /&gt;Detalii?&lt;br /&gt;Din cate am inteles era ceva de genu': Hentai era la PC, cand deodata este contactata de un presupus tip caruia nu o sa-i dau numele(hint: privire de psihopat). Din cate mi-a povestit, ori se transformase "Just [[Cenzura]]" in zanul cocalar, ori cineva isi batea joc de ea. Ce credeti ca era?&lt;br /&gt;Stai, inainte sa raspundeti sa va mai prezint cateva dovezi:&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a-i demonstra cat de "Tru" este, nenea [[Cenzura]]ie(tocmai l-am alintat...era un diminutiv), isi pune HaiCinciu' la status. Nice move. Ar fi fost mai misto insa daca ar fi pus un link direct astfel sa nu se vada ca linku' principal era de la HaiCinciu' altcuiva *couch*al unei pitzi*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu sti tu de AcDc cand pe HaiCinciu' tau scrie ca sunt trupa ta preferata? Ceva e pestos in asta.&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit C&lt;br /&gt;Cand o persoana abia te-a cunoscut nu vorbeste cu tine cu "iubita", "papusa" sau "frumoaso". It's too damn cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;Acum va las sa va ganditi. Ce era: zanul cocalar in devenire sau altcineva?&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce credeti dar eu mizez pe "sau altcineva".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesaj de la Nyappy pentru nenea Just [[Cenzura]]&lt;br /&gt;*Sti, chiar nu pari genul care ar putea organiza vreodata "Teapa secolului". Doar daca nu faci si in cazul ala un ID si iti pui la status HaiCinciu' presedintelui. In fine, ce sa zic, m-ai dat pe spate, chiar esti amuzant, n-am ce spune.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lemme guess, you're not the smart type are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=image&amp;amp;hash=b2030629a84065&amp;amp;userid=flaviuss15&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=image&amp;hash=b2030629a84065&amp;userid=flaviuss15&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="362"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca sa nu zici ca-s ACRA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6139247738356737751?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6139247738356737751/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/romania-stupid-and-contagious.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6139247738356737751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6139247738356737751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/romania-stupid-and-contagious.html' title='Romania-Stupid and contagious'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5668673092441727665</id><published>2009-05-23T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:21:18.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>Te provoc sa scri "LOL" invers</title><content type='html'>Holy sweet mother of ice trucks!&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy a deschis oficial, cam acum cateva zile un magazin online.&lt;br /&gt;Ghici cum se cheama?&lt;br /&gt;Exact, Nyappy Shop. (PS: Nu-s narcisista)&lt;br /&gt;Ce se vinde?&lt;br /&gt;Stai ca am invatat poezia, de la atata scris la descrierea pozelor, : "Cercei/Bratari/Pandantive/Accesorii de telefon din lut pictate manual"&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.breslo.ro/shop.php?u=Nyappy"&gt;http://www.breslo.ro/shop.php?u=Nyappy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferabil va uitati, dati din cap (dez)aprobator, si in caz ca ceva nu va convine, nu o spuneti. Am trecut prin iad facand pozele si apoi "editandu-le", asa ca, de dragul sanatatii voastre nu ziceti nimic de rau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5668673092441727665?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5668673092441727665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-provoc-sa-scri-lol-invers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5668673092441727665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5668673092441727665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-provoc-sa-scri-lol-invers.html' title='Te provoc sa scri &quot;LOL&quot; invers'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-9019047578278473860</id><published>2009-05-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:05:59.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>Familia ta cat de normala este?</title><content type='html'>Zilele urmatoare, va avea loc"Marsul familiilor normale"(cica). Nu ca mi-ar pasa prea mult, dar mi s-a parut o idee stupida asa ca m-am gandit sa ma documentez.&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce am aflat e ca nu e chiar un mars pt familii autentice.Adica te-ai fi asteptat sa vezi pe strada numai familii, nu? Din cate am observat eu din poze, nu era nicio familie dar in fine, o sa las oamenii "normali" in pace.&lt;br /&gt;Scopul marsului, tot nu-l inteleg. Cica era mars impotriva homosexualitatii, nu a homosexualilor. Totusi, sa luam 2 exemple, un ucigas in serie hetero crestin-ortodox si un inginer zoo-tehnist gay, care e mai normal? Daca ati spus ca ucigasul in serie, incep sa-mi pun intrebari in privinta voastra. Tehnic, toata lumea are ciudatenile lui asa ca niciunul nu poate fi considerat normal, dar cu care ai prefera sa te intalnesti noaptea pe o straduta intunecoasa?&lt;br /&gt;In fine, sincera sa fiu, mie, cei care s-au dus la mars mi se par anormali. Adica, anul trecut a fost ca raspuns la "Gayfest 2008", dar anul asta de ce? Le place sa se plimbe pe strazi si sa strige "Eu nu sunt Gay"?&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, as vrea sa comentez urmator slogan, care din fericire nu a fost aprobat(slava domnului!): “Am o mama si un tata, nu doua mame si doi tati”. Sa presupunem ca esti un copil de 4 ani, parintii tai tocmai s-au despartit, dar s-au recasatorit la scurt timp, petreci in egala masura timpul cu ambele familii. Practic, cand esti cu mama ta naturala si tatal vitreg, le zici "mama" si "tata"(1), si cand esti cu tatal tau natural si mama vitrega, le zici "tata" si "mama"(2).Haideti sa facem un calcul simplu. Din (1) si (2) rezulta 2 mame si 2 tati, dar tu esti intr-o oarecare masura fericit(sau macar ai acceptat situatia) si nimeni nu e gay. Observati ca ceva nu se potriveste aici?&lt;br /&gt;Si inca un lucru, asa in incheiere, de ce s-a strigat pe tot parcursul marsului "Hristos a inviat"? De ce s-au intonat cantece religioase si s-au spus rugaciuni pentr "cei care au cazut in pacat"(a.k.a. the gay-dom)? Si de cand a fi gay e un pacat? Adica in cele 10 porunci nu scrie "Nu fi gay". Sau era jos cu steluta si scris mic si nu l-au vazut prea bine pe piatra?&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, daca sunteti "Pentru normalitate" stiti ce trebuie sa faceti. Inarmati-va cu pancarde, icoane, cruci si alte de'astea si duceti-va sambata, 23 mai la ora 11 a.m. in fata ateneului roman. N-aveti cum sa ratati, duceti-va la prima ceata de pensionare si barbosi(acolo se tine).&lt;br /&gt;Si apropo, pe Nyappy n-o so vedeti acolo, adica pe langa faptul ca termenul "normal" mi se pare nepotrivit, n-am nimic cu comunitatea LGBT si nu vreau sa-mi ocup sambata cu activitati inutile, ca nu cred ca vreun gay n-o sa mai fie gay doar pentru ca i-au zis niste "pelerini" asta.&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva, intrebarea asta m-a macinat de multa vreme, cati gay sa existe in Bucuresti de se fac si marsuri impotriva lor? adica banuiesc ca sunt cativa, dar nu-s atat de multi incat sa te simti sufocat de ei. Adica, mie nu mi s-a intamplat niciodata sa merg pe strada si sa zic "Damn, so many f*gs".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-9019047578278473860?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/9019047578278473860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/familia-ta-cat-de-normala-este.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9019047578278473860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9019047578278473860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/familia-ta-cat-de-normala-este.html' title='Familia ta cat de normala este?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-1828886960201243969</id><published>2009-05-15T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:56:17.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>"Da, defapt nu, defapt da""Glumesti, asa-i?""Nu"</title><content type='html'>Asta a fost.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit...ce ma fac? Asta a fost. Chiar a fost asta.&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai am primit mass-ul decisiv din seria de 10 cu cantecele si injuraturi microbiste. Adica dupa 9 mass-uri cu atatea epitete si personificari de genu' "Morti", "Raniti" si diverse rude ale jucatorilor echipei rapidiste, am fost chiar surprinsa sa vad ca al zecelea mass a fost doar "Am pierdut. 1-2. Asta a fost." . Deci, am ramas muta. Incepusem sa intru deja in atmosfera. Incepusem sa ma prefac ca-mi pasa, Parol!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa inchei in mod artistic asa ca il voi cita pe minumatul care mi-a trimis mass-ul. "Asta a fost."&lt;br /&gt;Si in legatura cu citatele, in sfarsit m-a citat cineva. Scumpa, despre care vorbeam in postarea de mai jos(PS: si eu te iubesc la fel de mult). Si daca vrei, nu-i nicio problema, te pot striga Barbie tot restul vietii. Incep deja sa ma gandesc la viitor:&lt;br /&gt;-Vom fi batrane, tu in carucior cu rotile si eu cu cadru(sau vrei invers)&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Hey Barbie, ce-ti mai face proteza?&lt;br /&gt;Tu: Incerc sa mananc doar alimente moi.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.Dar cum vrei tu.&lt;br /&gt;Deci(uite asa, un "Deci" poate lega 2 probleme cam fara nicio legatura...nu-i mirare ca pitzipoancele il folosesc atat de mult, desi am cam gresit pozitia, trebuia sa incep postarea cu "Deci", dar acum, totusi,am incercat), in concluzie,*insert citat filozofic destinat sa sensibilizeze sau ceva de genul asta* Vine careva la concert la Placebo pe 21 iunie? Ca n-am cu cine merge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Daca mai aud o singura data: "Nu stiu daca vin, nu stiu nicio melodie cantata de ei" o s-o iau razna, asa ca sfatul meu e urmatorul: daca nu sti nicio melodie, inainte sa raspunzi, daca ai de gand sa raspunzi macar, intra pe Youtube, tasteaza acolo "Placebo", asculta cateva melodii, si imi poti da raspunsul dupa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-1828886960201243969?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1828886960201243969/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/da-defapt-nu-defapt-daglumesti-asa-inu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1828886960201243969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1828886960201243969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/da-defapt-nu-defapt-daglumesti-asa-inu.html' title='&quot;Da, defapt nu, defapt da&quot;&quot;Glumesti, asa-i?&quot;&quot;Nu&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6131179384321069227</id><published>2009-05-13T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:54:07.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[p]omul saptamanii'/><title type='text'>Sweetie</title><content type='html'>Mai sti cand ti-am povestit de colega mea din scoala generala care a ramas insarcinata? Mai sti cat de captivata erai? Ei bine, ce ai face daca ti-as zice ca ai toate sansele sa devi ca ea? Probabil nu anul asta, dar in 2 ani maxim asta ti-e soarta. Crezi ca asa ceva nu-i posibil,nu-i asa? Nici nu sti cat de mult te inseli. Acum nu fac asta pentru ca as fi suparata pe tine. In niciun caz. Nu, sunt sincera acum, ca tot m-ai facut "mincinoasa" de nenumarate ori. Nu asa trebuie sa fie o prietena? Sincera? Pesemne crezi ca te urasc. Nu te urasc, dar nici nu te plac prea mult acum. Toata esenta ta ma dezgusta in momentul de fata. Ce-ai fost si ce-ai ajuns. Cat de mult poate decade un om? In fine, pesemne te urasc un pic in momentul de fata. Maine poate va fi altfel. In orice caz, "regina balului", va trebui sa te trezesti si tu la realitate odata si odata. Banuiesc ca daca vei citi asta, pe aici te vei enerva si imi vei scrie un mesaj micut si enervant cum ca sunt o "ciudata" si ca "nu stiu sa apreciez o prietena adevarata". In fine, asa sunt eu, mai ignoranta, n-ai ce face, plus ca, scumpo, uite cum sta treaba, probabil eu nu stiu sa apreciez prietenele adevarate, dar nici tu nu esti una. Si inainte sa vezi defectele in oameni ar trebui sa te gandesti ca nici tu nu esti perfecta. Adica, esti o Barbie care a prins viata, dar totusi esti nefericita, te simti singura si crezi ca nimeni nu te suporta. Observi ca ceva nu se leaga? Ai vrut sa renunti la liceul asta...de ce? fiindca nu e toata lumea topita dupa tine? Ca la alte licee "sunt mai multi baieti"? Planuiesti sa te muti in fiecare semestru in alt liceu in care sunt mai multi baieti? Pentru ca e un "nou inceput si poti deveni ce vrei tu acolo"? Nu crezi ca ai avut sansa asta o data? Si nu crezi ca n-a mers? Adica te poti preface cat vrei, dar tot o nenorocita esti. Te vaiti adesea cum ca nu ai avea nimic special, dar te-ai gandit vreodata ca toate lucrurile si activitatiile care iti plac implica tipi? Cata atentie poate cersi un om? Acum, sincer. Am spus ce aveam de spus. Daca citesti asta sper sa te zgarie pe ochi si... eh, nu-mi fac griji ca nu imi vei mai vorbi vreodata fiindca oricum nu-mi vorbeai. In orice caz, am fost doar sincera, adica puteam sa te injur la infinit, dar nu cred ca ar fi ajutat cu ceva. PS: Am un sfat pentru tine, incearca sa folosesti prezervativul data viitoare, cred ca te va scuti de multe batai de cap. Dar, pana la urma, eu sunt "aiurea" de cele mai multe ori asa ca nu ma asculta. Sper sa faci copii frumosi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6131179384321069227?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6131179384321069227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweetie_13.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6131179384321069227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6131179384321069227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweetie_13.html' title='Sweetie'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8835596007156172919</id><published>2009-04-30T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:08:31.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>Cindy, I know where you live!</title><content type='html'>Se pare ca Nyappy pleaca.&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu de tot, doamne fereste! Nyappy va scrie si dupa ce va muri. Nyappy pleaca la mare 3 zile. Toate bune si frumoase, dar va trebui sa fiu la miezu' noptii in gara. Superb, nu?&lt;br /&gt;In fine, faza e ca nu-s chiar atat de entuziasmata. Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. De cam 2 saptamani, toata lumea in jrul meu se gandeste sa se mute la alt liceu. Adica este ca si cand toata nefericirea ar fi datorata Cosbucului. Mai exact, mie. Mie sincera sa fiu imi place liceul asta, adica stiu ca se putea mai bine, dar mereu este loc  si pentru mai rau. De aceea, sunt vazuta ca si cand as fi vinovata cu ceva. Basicly, eu sunt destul de fericita asa in ignoranta mea. Ah...si inca ceva:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!Salvati Cosbuc-ul, transferati-va de la anu'!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. O stimabila colega, a.k.a. Beth, e suparata pe mine, dar stai! nu doar pe mine, mai e suparata si pe alte persoane. De ce? Habar n-am. Cica eu vreau sa-i iau locul in "relatia aceasta"...*flash backs**end of flashbacks*um...ce relatie? adica habar n-am ce crede despre mine, dar eu inca sunt straight. Nu m-a schimbat scoala atat de mult. Deci, sa banuiesc ca noi suntem un fel de pentagon amoros? Dude, FTW?!&lt;br /&gt;Nenorocirea nu se termina insa aici. Nu, era o chestie sa stea suparata doar pe mine, dar chiar a reusit sa stea o zi, fara sa faca schimb de idei cu nimeni. Pe la sfarsitul zile...she started to crack. In sensul ca a pornit o lunga discutie filozofica in care explica...geamului din autobuz(la el se uita, nu la noi, cine stie, poate se cunosc de la gradinita?) ca s-a saturat sa astepte miracolul care s-o faca fericita(de parca n-a fost vreodata fericita), ca s-a saturat sa fie fraiera si optimista(evident spune ca nu vrea sa fie ca mine, adica foolishly happy and optimistic) si mai bine e trista (ceea ce nu prea inteleg, adica n-ar trebui intr-un fel sa caute fericirea? nu asta zicea adineauri?) si ca ea n-a realizat nimic bun in viata ei(um...ai doar 16 ani, cine esti tu Napoleon? multi n-au realizat nici cat ai realizat tu), and other emo mambo jambo.&lt;br /&gt;Primul gand care mi-a venit in minte a fost "Ciudat" si e foarte ciudat ca eu sa gandesc sau sa zic "ciudat" fiindca eu vad "ciudat"-ul cu alti ochi, dar era ca si cand as fi stat in acelasi autobuz cu Aristotel(grr...inca mai am cosmaruri legate de "Categoriile")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea mea ,totusi, este: Cum poate o fiinta usor apatica, intr-un fel ignoranta, with no real hopes and dreams, asa ca mine, sa creeze acest haos, fara sa-si dea seama?&lt;br /&gt;In fine, de la anu' o sa fim o legendara clasa fara elevi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8835596007156172919?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8835596007156172919/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/cindy-i-know-where-you-live.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8835596007156172919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8835596007156172919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/cindy-i-know-where-you-live.html' title='Cindy, I know where you live!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8746295054633205239</id><published>2009-04-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:48:32.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Got milk?!</title><content type='html'>Am imprumutat o leaspsa...cred ca-i leapsa, de la un prieten care mai nou a trecut in grupul bloggerilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A to Z thingie&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;-Age:15 in devenire&lt;br /&gt;-Allergic: inca nu&lt;br /&gt;-Animal: nu chiar, am avut un peste si 2 papagali, peste a murit fiindca l-am hranit prea mult si pe papagali prea putin. Observa careva ironia?&lt;br /&gt;-Actors: Julia Roberts, Johnny Depp, Sandra Bullock, Ken'ichi Matsuyama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;-Birthday/Birthplace: 5 mai, maternitate&lt;br /&gt;-Best Friends: yup, what 'bout them?&lt;br /&gt;-Body Part on opposite sex: parul, ochii&lt;br /&gt;-Best Feeling in the world: cand afli ca animeul/manga ta preferat/a o sa mai aiba un sezon...it makes you feel all warm and fluffy&lt;br /&gt;-Best weather: soare, destul de cald, vant moderat, cativa norisori pe cer&lt;br /&gt;-Been in Love: sort of&lt;br /&gt;-Been on stage?: *nods*&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in yourself: yup, pretty much&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in life on other planets: ya never know...s-ar putea&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in miracles: nope&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in magic: yep&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in God: ce mistic a devenit totul...si sunt de abea la B&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in Satan: nu prea&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in Santa: cred in orice fiinta prietenoasa care aduce cadouri&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in Ghosts/spirits: yup&lt;br /&gt;-Believe in Evolution: maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;-Candy: yup, de toate, cat mai colorate daca se poate&lt;br /&gt;-Color: Nyappy red(am denumit-o dupa mine, e un fel de rosu portocaliu dar nu e chiar caramiziu, e caramiziu rosiatic, dar totusi poate fi incadrat in categoria "Rosu", deci nu e foarte portocaliu), gri, negru, bej, sometimes-verde,albastru si alb&lt;br /&gt;-Cried in school: yep, eram clasa a 2-a sau a 3-a&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate/Vanilla: both, please!&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese/Mexican: Chinese(Fraza mea semnatura*sigh* You mexican!)&lt;br /&gt;-Cake or pie: de care placinta? in caz ca nu e cu branza sau cu dovleac, ambele!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Countries to visit: Japonia, China, Korea, Finanda, India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;-Day or Night: Night&lt;br /&gt;-Danced: yup, nu prea des dar da&lt;br /&gt;-Danced in the rain?: topait in the rain, nu era chiar dansat&lt;br /&gt;-Danced in the middle of the street: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;-Eggs: omleta cu sunca, ciuperci si cascaval, sau fierte in salata de creveti sau de ton..yummy!&lt;br /&gt;-Eyes: 2, cred&lt;br /&gt;-Everyone has: a weird side, of yeah, you heard me, everybody is somehow freaky&lt;br /&gt;-Ever failed a class?: incerc sa nu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;-First crush: cand eram in gradinita&lt;br /&gt;-Full name: Ioana-M...something nu mai stiu cum, dar se rezuma totul la Nyappy&lt;br /&gt;-First thought waking up: cat e ceasul? am timp de un episod din Air Gear?&lt;br /&gt;-Food: mancarea picanta, sushi, dulciuri, weird stuff&lt;br /&gt;-Fruits: capsuni, mere-sometimes, mandarine, pepene verde, zmeura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;-Greatest Fear: inca mai caut, PS: i'm starting to become paranoid&lt;br /&gt;-Giver or taker: it depens on what you give and what you take&lt;br /&gt;-Gum: orbit albastru inchis, bilute colorate cu gust de mere sau imitatia aia de ciocolata, guma din interiorul bomboanelor pe bat&lt;br /&gt;-Good luck charms: am pandantivul meu norocos, insigna mea norocoasa, carnetelul meu norocos, geanta mea norocoasa, perechea mea de tenisi norocoasa, ceasul meu norocos,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;-Hair color: şaten deschis&lt;br /&gt;-Height: 1,80&lt;br /&gt;-Happy: yup, very, i take happy to another level, that's why i'm Nyappy!&lt;br /&gt;-How do you want to die: intr-o misiune super secreta, si sa devin eroina nationala dupa, sa se faca o zi in care sa fie sarbatorite faptele mele eroice, si sa am o statuie undeva in centrul vreunui oras&lt;br /&gt;-Hate: animezup.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;(In guys)&lt;br /&gt;-Ochii: 2, ei bine poate sa aiba si unul atata timp cat poarta un petic pe ochi sau niste bandaje, nu-mi pasa&lt;br /&gt;-Hair Colour: habar n-am, preferabil roscat&lt;br /&gt;-Height: asta chiar nu conteaza, adica daca ne intelem bine ce conteaza sa fim "the best looking couple" adica nu este o regula ca: "daca un cuplu e super dragut, o sa fie mai fericiti", nu?&lt;br /&gt;-Clothing Style: fara tricouri pe care sa scrie "De puta madre", "Gigolo italiano 2 centi", "&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ani&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;abi", "Armani", etc etc...um si nici pantaloni de trening si pantofi de lac, fara ochelari de soare in casa&lt;br /&gt;-Characteristics: otaku, amuzant, cute, playful, optimist, sincer, un pic clueless dar nu foarte, etc.&lt;br /&gt;-Ice cream: Menta cu ciocolata, cocos, inghetata din aia care ar trebui sa aiba gust de chestii den snickers, twix, etc, cirese amare, o chestie rosie cu gust de guma de mestecat...habar n-am ce era dar era geniala&lt;br /&gt;-Instrument: de scris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;-Jewerly: cercei, multi diverse modele si materiale, ceasul meu norocos, pandantivul meu norocos, bratara/bratari sometimes, si ocazional margele&lt;br /&gt;-Job: full time taietoare de frunze la caini, part-time designer de accesorii, part-time comic artist(nu-s chiar comics, o sa devina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;-Kids: no thanks&lt;br /&gt;-Keep a journal?: nope, but i have a blog, in case you didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;-Love: chocolate, anime, manga, dulciuri, shopping, cartile scrise de Koji Suzuki si manga de Minami Haruka, comediile care raman amuzante pana la sfarsit&lt;br /&gt;-Letter: nu prea scriu&lt;br /&gt;-Love at first sight: i don't belive in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;-Milk flavour: caramele, ciocolata, cafea cu lapte&lt;br /&gt;-Movie: horror, drame, thriller, mister, comedii, parodii, animatie(cateodata, daca sunt filme dupa animeuri sau chestii de genul asta), filme realizate dupa vreo manga(like: filme dupa death note, DBZ,etc)&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage: Love and marriage, love and marriage...lalalala, am uitat versurile TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;-McD's or KFC: KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;-Number of Piercings: 2&lt;br /&gt;-Number: 5, 12, 17(observa careva cat de matematica e treaba?)&lt;br /&gt;-Nickname: Esme, Bad Bunny, Bunnylicious Dudette, Teh Chibi-hime, Usagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;-One wish: sa devin mangaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;-Place you'd like to live: intr-un apartament din centrul Tokio-ului sau undeva in/langa Akiba&lt;br /&gt;-Pepsi/Coke: ambele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;-Questionnaires: Anytime, honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;-Reason to cry: sfarsitul de la Ouran High School Host Club, L:Change the World, cand isi ia bataie Ikki si Air Gear, Flash-backurile din D Gray-Man(unele)&lt;br /&gt;-Roll your tongue in a circle?: asta e un fel de "Zi zau cu limba intre dinti" in engleza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;-Song: Gorillaz-Kids with guns, Placebo-36 degrees, Maximum the hormone-What's up, people?!, primul ending de la Full Metal Alchemist&lt;br /&gt;-Shoe size: 39, 39 si 1/2, 40 dar am si pantofi 38 care imi vin...ceea ce-i ciudat&lt;br /&gt;-Slept outside: nu cred&lt;br /&gt;-Seen a dead body?: i think so&lt;br /&gt;-Shower daily?:yep&lt;br /&gt;-Sing well?: da, daca vrei sa spargi geamuri si nu sti cu ce&lt;br /&gt;-Scientist need to invent: the perfect anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;-Time for bed: undeva intre 00:00 si 2:30&lt;br /&gt;-Thunderstorms: and..?&lt;br /&gt;-Touch your tongue to your nose?: nu merge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;Understanding: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;-Vegetable you hate: urzicile, castravetii&lt;br /&gt;-Vegetable you love: rosiile, ciupercile, algele(in salata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;-Weakness: bishies&lt;br /&gt;-When you grow up: i wanna create the best manga, or open a candy store&lt;br /&gt;-Who makes you laugh the most: dunno&lt;br /&gt;-Worst feeling: despair!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Where do we go when we die?: to a better place(where hopefully there is manga)&lt;br /&gt;-Walk with a book on your head?: yep...it's easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;-X-Rays: FTW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;-Year it is now: 2009, nothing special, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;-Zoo animal: panda&lt;br /&gt;-Zodiac sign: Taur(zodiacu' normal), Caine(in ala chinezesc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8746295054633205239?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8746295054633205239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-milk.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8746295054633205239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Gatul, patratul amoros si invazia chinezilor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In primul rand, Happy zombie Jesus day!&lt;br /&gt;Si in al doilea rand, Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Am descoperit ce ii lipseste blogului meu(*evil voice* Foolish little brother, you lack p...hatred). O mascota? Nu. Mai multe poze si mai putin scris? -_-"Nu. Hatred? Not exactly, i love hating. Subiecte mai serioase? Bingo. Asa ca da, de maine ma apuc sa scriu despre politica.&lt;br /&gt;Dar pana atunci:&lt;br /&gt;Voi vorbi despre...Frica.&lt;br /&gt;Da, frica. N-o sa spun ce este exact frica, fiindca toata lumea stie ce este. Adica Nyappy a simtit frica, cititori lu' Nyappy(in caz ca exista) au simtit frica, toata lumea stie ce e frica. E ca limba engleza, toata lumea o cunoaste.&lt;br /&gt;Deci, ce o sperie pe Nyappy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Ghena de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gunoi . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De ce? Pai, este un spatiu inchis doar cu 2 bec-uri situate in dreptul fiecarei iesiri, desi ghena este un tunel de cam 30-40 m, iar lumina nu ajunge pana la mijloc unde se arunca defapt gunoiul. Primul lucru care iti vine in minte cand ajungi acolo sunt stirile de la ora 5. Dupa ce ai mers cam 30 de secunde, auzi cum se inchide usa in urma ta, fiindca e cu un arc si nu sta mult deschisa. In momentul ala, pana si decorul din Saw pare mai primitor. Sa nu spun ca o data ce iesi de acolo, te simti ca si cand ai catarat Everest-ul, fericit ca ai ajuns la bun sfarsit si ca esti teafar si nevatamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Parcul Operei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am uita sa spun ca nu numai seara, si ziua ma sperie parcul ala. Adica de fiecare data cand il vad, adica in fiecare luni, am impresia ca inauntru se ascunde ceva mai mult decat curve si gay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Lentilele de contact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cred ca ma uit la prea multe filme de groaza, dar faza cu lentilele e ca iti bagi ceva in ochi. Nu-mi pasa ca te ajuta sa vezi, ITI BAGI CEVA IN OCHI...It's creepy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Un stimat coleg de la a-10-a. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Imi pare rau(catre simpatizantii/simpatizantele/prietenii/prietenele lui), dar are fata de psihopat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Fetele de la liceele de langa casa mea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am impresia ca vor sa ma muste de cap. Pana acum nu a fost niciun incident dar nu trebuie sa-mi las garda jos niciodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Etajul 1,2 si 3 al Casei de Cultura a Studentilor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Shojo manga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Ca daca Apocalipsa ar incepe inaintea orei de fizica, noi tot am face ora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Orele gen logica, fizica, chimie, bio, mate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sa merg la medic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Nu conteaza pentru ce este vorba. Cand intru acolo, simt cum brusc m-am vindecat si incepe vestina fraza"Sunt bine, pe bune! Acum, de ce mai exact suntem aici?" care esueaza de fiecare data. La sfarsit, de fiecare data iese ca nu sunt bine, si desi am o chestie minora, ma simt mai bolnava ca niciodata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Mintea persoanei care a conceput chain mail-ul ala cu violul si fantomele care o sa te violeze daca nu postezi pe 10 pagini chestia aia sau daca nu il trimiti la 10 oameni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Ideea ca am pus la sfarsit o chestie intitulata "Un caz real" care incearca sa ne convinga ca e pe bune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Cand imi vad linistita de treaba si deodata suna telefonul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Cand mai suna si a doua ora si e aceasi persoana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The list o meaningless phobias continues...&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2546410192250773425?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2546410192250773425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/gatul-patratul-amoros-si-invazia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2546410192250773425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2546410192250773425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/gatul-patratul-amoros-si-invazia.html' title='Gatul, patratul amoros si invazia chinezilor!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5298699257061931819</id><published>2009-04-15T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:00:29.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>'Cuz well behaved women rarely make history.</title><content type='html'>Cred ca am fantome in casa.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu, Nu"am impresia ca vad oameni pe care prietenii mei nu-i vad", si nu "se trantesc usile cand merg pe hol" si nu "aud voci ciudate cand ascult muzica la casti" si nu "n-am gasit ace in perna" si nu "nu e vorba de un fost iubit/satanist/ciudat care vrea sa se razbune pe mine"&lt;br /&gt;Ps: toate acestea sun citate de pe Paranormal.ro&lt;br /&gt;Deci cum s-a intamplat...&lt;br /&gt;Subsemnata, Nyappy-chan/-dono era acasa. Ea, ca o fetita inocenta, s-a dus sa scoata un ceainic pentru a-si face ceai(like d'uh). And then it happened. Pe bune, n-am crezut ca 3 castoane se pot sparge in atatea bucatele, daca au cazut doar de la jumatate de metru.&lt;br /&gt;Si ce e ciudat in asta?&lt;br /&gt;Ceainicul si castroanele erau pe rafturi diferite. Si in caz ca n-a fost un cutremur concentrat pe dulapul ala, nu-mi explic cum s-a intamplat.&lt;br /&gt;In orice caz, totul e bine cand se termina cu bine, eu am scapat doar cu rani usoare, gen o sgarietura mica in palma fiindca m-a pus Dracu' sa strang acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Acum, Senzational! In direct, mesaj pt fantoma: "Um...Tanti fantoma, daca nu te superi, poti data viitoare sa te razbuni pe niste castroane din plastic? sau pe ceva care nu se sparge? ca ma lasi fara vesela"&lt;br /&gt;--Ps: Asta are deja iz de caz Otv asa ca in caz ca are cineva relatii la televiziune, ajutati-ma sa fac si eu macar 100 de episoade din asta.Va multumesc anticipat!XD&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5298699257061931819?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5298699257061931819/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuz-well-behaved-women-rarely-make.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5298699257061931819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5298699257061931819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuz-well-behaved-women-rarely-make.html' title='&apos;Cuz well behaved women rarely make history.'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7115130496312440008</id><published>2009-04-08T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:30:23.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasa cai frumosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>Mai ti minte desenul ala animat cu pisicile? Da, "Top Cats", nu-mi placea. Nici mie!</title><content type='html'>Mai tineti minte postarea mea aia din februarie cu X-Files?&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-mean-little-dude.html"&gt;http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-mean-little-dude.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Ei bine, bravo, esti tare daca mai ti minte, iar daca nu, then too bad...You meanie!&lt;br /&gt;Situatia devine tot mai ciudata, doar ca acum ma simt mai mult ca intr-un film cu detectivi.&lt;br /&gt;Povestea e cam asa:&lt;br /&gt;Nyappy isi vedea de treaba si se pregatea sa mearga la chimie, of course cu nelipsita ei poseta de 10000000000 de kg in care a pus tot felul de nimicuri, fiindca nu se stie cand o lista cu foarte multe kanji-uri iti va fi necesara, la fel cum nu se stie niciodata cand vei avea nevoie de 2 agende. Atunci le-a vazut pe Chiuchi si Beth(a.k.a. Hentai si Ero-nee-chan, a.k.a. Bella si Alice--Ps: asta e din Twilight, si btw am si eu o astfel de porecla, *cough*Esme*cough*--, a.k.a. Onigiri/Osaka si Sesshimaru/Inuyasha--cum o fi) carandu-si doar cartile. Cei cativa neuroni ai mei au fost pusi in miscare si astfel in mine a inceput sa se duca o batalie crancena:"A lua sau a nu lua geanta, that is the question!". In final mi-am luat geanta.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o ora plina de frustrare, in care m-am luptat cu ideea"Fi-rar stiam ca n-ar fi trebuit sa vin azi la scoala" Ne-am intors in clasa negre de ciuda. Desi nimeni nu spunea nimic, parea ca si cum am fi emanat cuvintele "De ce eu?".&lt;br /&gt;Intorcandu-ne in clasa, am descoperit cu stupoare ca bani a jumate' din clasa disparusera. Primul lucru pe care l-am gandit a fost "Multumesc, doamne, puteam fi in aceasi situatie" fiindca basiclly, nu vreau sa ma laud dar ar fi dat lovitura daca lua de la mine.&lt;br /&gt;Timp de 5 minute, in clasa domnea caosul. Apoi, spiritele s-au linistit si au facut cel mai logic lucru posibil, s-au dus la Protectorul din Umbra, Aparatorul Binelui si al Frumosului, Bica-Forta, cu vesnicul lui motto care rasuna pe coridoarele Cosbucului "Bah, ce cauti acolo? pleaca imediat! intoarce-te la clasa!". Dar dupa cum stiti, si Super eroii isi iau concediu din cand in cand, asa ca Bica-Forta a zis ceva de genu' "N-am ce face". Adevarul e ca trebuie sa fie obositor sa prinzi atatia infractori intr-o singura zi, fiindca elevii de la Cosbuc sunt prin definitie infractori, persoane carora le sta mintea numai la chiul, baieti(daca esti fata), fete(daca esti baiat....sau fata-eh...a fost scoala de fete in trecut, nu este surprinzator daca sunt mai multe fete decat baieti, iar ingeniozitatea feminina nu inceteaza niciodata sa uimeasca...asa ca unele fete au gasit aceasta solutie), droguri-tigari-alcool(chestii unisex).&lt;br /&gt;Desi toti erau dezamagiti, dupa o ora Justitiarul gasise deja vinovatul , un tip de la noi din clasa care se pare ca fusese prins de camere in timp ce intra in clasa...suspecta treaba. Basiclly de la un scandal cand niste tipe de la alte clase au fumat la noi in clasa, tipul asta tot este invinuit, adica-inchide o fereastra, inseamna ca a fumat si incearca sa ascunda urmele, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa inca ceva timp, a fost gasit un al doilea sustect care se poarea ca era tot de la noi din clasa si ca avea asupra lui exact suma care a fost furata, iar partea cea mai senzationala era ca se parea ca suma era in aceleasi bancnote. Oare cum si-o fi dat Bica seama ca erau aceleasi bancnote? asta ramane un mister, scria cumva "mita" pe ele si s-a vazut cu razele ultra-violete? Habar n-am. Dar totusi Bica si-a dat seama.&lt;br /&gt;Basiclly aici intervin eu, care ca o varianta feminina a lui Dan Diaconescu am inceput sa dezbat subiectul alaturi de cativa colegi si de stimatele doamne de serviciu, profund (ahem...pro- FUND) nemultumite atat de comportamentul elevilor cat si de cel al parintilor acestora. Eu, paranoica din fire, si cu gandurile un pic incetosate de gripa/raceala asta nenorocita care zici ca nu se mai termina(PS: sunt racita doar de 2 zile), sustineam sus si tare ca e o inscenare, o conspiratie si ca o banda(clasa) rivala a pus banii in geanta suspectului.&lt;br /&gt;La final, toata lumea a renuntat, s-a descoperit ca mai lipsea si un bloc de desen cu o opera care ar fi putut concura cu Mona Lisa si o cartela de metrou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-7115130496312440008?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7115130496312440008/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/mai-ti-minte-desenul-ala-animat-cu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7115130496312440008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7115130496312440008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/04/mai-ti-minte-desenul-ala-animat-cu.html' title='Mai ti minte desenul ala animat cu pisicile? Da, &quot;Top Cats&quot;, nu-mi placea. Nici mie!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-5138551559087913089</id><published>2009-03-22T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:25:11.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Mornings should be illegal</title><content type='html'>Pai uite-ma aici in fata pc-ului, dupa ce am sfidat moartea de 3 ori numai in dimineata asta. Si e numai 9 jumate. Sa incepem cu inceputul:&lt;br /&gt;Take 1: The real Snow-white(sau "Nyappy si marul malefic")&lt;br /&gt;Settings: Duminica dimineata, camera lui Nyappy&lt;br /&gt;Starring: Nyappy(main), The Apple(main)&lt;br /&gt;Situatia sta cam asa:&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o dimineata insorita, Nyappy isi verifica mailurile in timp ce manca un mar...long story short...&lt;br /&gt;dupa 5 minute i was basiclly choking. In fine, stiti sunt momentele alea atunci cand mori cand iti vezi intreaga viata, pai asa mi s-a intamplat si mie doar ca in momentele alea mi-am adus aminte de toate persoanele carora le-am zis "I hope you choke and die" si cat de mult nu-mi place "Alba-ca-Zapada"(povestea).&lt;br /&gt;Eventually nu m-a salvat printul...deh, sunt o Alba-Ca-Zapada moderna...solo!m-am salvat singura.&lt;br /&gt;Take 2: Why me?!&lt;br /&gt;Settings:Duminica dimineata, tot camera lui Nyappy&lt;br /&gt;Starring: Nyappy(main) si nenorocitii de pe MangaTraders.com(main)&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce Nyappy a invins "Marul", si-a propus sa downloadeze niste manga...asa ca fapt divers adica nu se stie cand pica netu' si n-ai ce face o zi intreaga.&lt;br /&gt;Si incepe Nyappy sa downloadeze. Pe langa faptul a a trebuit sa downloadez fiecare capitol fiindca n-am gasit in volume, si erau 30 de capitole, si n-am put sa downloadez decat cate 2 odata, totul era bine.Dupa ce am biruit 29 de capitole si mai aveam decat capitolul 1 de downloadat(pey am luat-o in ordine inversa), Ghici ce? Le pica serverul...&lt;br /&gt;Incercati sa va imaginati situatia...sa simtiti frustrarea(asta suna aproape zen), visualize the frustration! ei bine, asta nu e nici jumatate din ce am simtit eu!&lt;br /&gt;Take 3: Efecte de criza(sau "Nyappy admits she gives up!")&lt;br /&gt;Settings: Duminica dimineata, barlogul diavolului( a.k.a. camera lui Nyappy dar dupa cate s-au intamplat mi se pare ca emena unde rele)&lt;br /&gt;Starring: Nyappy(main), Youtube(main)&lt;br /&gt;Triing to shake off the frustration, Nyappy goes on youtube to listen to some music....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast-forward&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eram in fata unui filmulet intitulat "Paris For President"... de cand a inceput sa cante am simtit ca facusem o mare greseala...&lt;br /&gt;Era ca si cum mi se inchideau simturile, nu mai stiam ce sa simt, imi venea sa rad de cat de penibil e videoclipu' dar sa si plang fiindca...Dude! ce a ajuns america sa faca...&lt;br /&gt;Simteam cum timpul merge in slow-motion(o da, ce atmosfera de SF). It was like a train wreck, you didn't wanna stare, but you couldn't look away.&lt;br /&gt;AND CUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cam asta a fost, dar...Dar...CADOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RzqOSmcFq8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RzqOSmcFq8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris For President!&lt;br /&gt;At the palms chilling with the martini&lt;br /&gt;Paris For President!&lt;br /&gt;Your commander in bikini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-5138551559087913089?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5138551559087913089/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/03/mornings-should-be-illegal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5138551559087913089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/5138551559087913089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/03/mornings-should-be-illegal.html' title='Mornings should be illegal'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6667080326429622339</id><published>2009-03-07T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:53:29.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Tag! You're it!</title><content type='html'>Nyappy se lanseaza in muzica.&lt;br /&gt;Nu, doar nu credeati ca vorbeam pe bune...or maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,check this out!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random” or click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to "Random quotations" or click &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days” or click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SbI3g5AaWpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Yvw1lTeL8Ds/s1600-h/trupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310367948821125778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SbI3g5AaWpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Yvw1lTeL8Ds/s320/trupa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Membrii trupei:-3 doamne stimate:Magda Ciumac, Oana Zavoranu si Naomi, si un...ahem...domn:Fernando Caransebes&lt;br /&gt;Versurile by: Nikita&lt;br /&gt;Haine de scena: mama Zina."  &lt;br /&gt;All in all, trecand la lucruri mai putin cocalare....&lt;br /&gt;This is tag! pa romaneste, leapsa.Deci, poa' s-o ia cine vrea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6667080326429622339?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6667080326429622339/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-youre-it.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6667080326429622339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6667080326429622339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag! You&apos;re it!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SbI3g5AaWpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Yvw1lTeL8Ds/s72-c/trupa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-423893237786592408</id><published>2009-03-03T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:33:18.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell</title><content type='html'>Urasc.&lt;br /&gt;O, da, ati vazut bine, Nyappy mai si uraste. Nu uraste prea des, dar da, uraste.&lt;br /&gt;Ce uraste Nyappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;Telefonul&lt;/font&gt;.Nu, nu e o fita fiindca telefonul meu nu poate sa faca poze mai bine decat un aparat de fotografiat, sau fiindca n-are memorie prea mare.E un telefon pentru numele lui Dumnezeu. Telefon=&gt; se foloseste ca sa suni si sa primesti apeluri. De-a lungul istoriei telefoane au fost perfectionate astfel incat acum le poti folosi si ca sa dai mesaje, sa intri pe net, sa fotografiezi sau sa asculti muzica(pies: eu m-as fi multumit si cu un telefon de pe care sa se poata suna, primi si trimite si primi mesaje). In fine, banuiesc ca atunci cand au fost inventate toata lumea si-ar fi dorit unul (sau banuiesc ca aveau alte probleme pe langa telefonu mobil, nu cred ca le pasa de asta), iar acum daca nu ai telefon care sa faca poze perfect astfel incat sa nu-si dea lumea (mda, sigur) seama ca pozele tale de pitipoanca sau cocalar(nu fac discriminari) sau emoid la doar 10 ani, sunt facute cu telefonul(exceptie: metoda baia, metoda oglinda si soba de teracota).&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la problema mea...in fiecare luna imi propun un lucru "Saptamana asta n-o sa mai consum atat de mult" si in fiecare luna factura vine tot mai mult, pff! it sucks! i know, 2 hours is not enough for me(100 min+bonusuri...tehe)...wth?!Eh, it's hopeless, Nyappy likes talking on the phone...maybe too much.&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, cred ca saptamana trecuta am primit mai multe apeluri si sms-uri decat primeam de obicei intr-o luna.Catre cei care nu m-au putut contacta: dupa prima zi de apelare in exces Nyappy si-a pus telefonul pe silent, adica daca primea vreun mesaj, telefonul statea cumintel, nu scotea niciun sunet, nicio luminita, nimic; daca primea un apel, telefonul incepea sa clipoceasca precum luminita de la capatul tunelului.Astfel Nyappy se trezea in fiecare dimineata si isi viziona cele cam 10 apeluri si 4 mesaje primite(cam asta era media). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;Cartierul in care locuieste&lt;/font&gt;.Oricat de optimist/a ai fi, nu ai cum sa-l vezi ca pe un cartier frumos. De-a lungul anilor in care am locuit aici am invatat urmatoarele lucruri:&lt;br /&gt;1.Daca porti un tricou negru si conversi/vansi/tenisi obisnuiti/balerini fara fundita/floricica/paiete/margele/inimioare aurii, ai mari sanse sa se strige dupa tine "Emo", "Emo kid-ule", "Emoid", etc.&lt;br /&gt;2.Orice anotimp ar fi, si oricat de inalt ar fi blocul pe care se afla muncitorii(tipii care repara acoperisuri sau ce naiba or face pe bloc), tot se nimereste unu sa strige de departe "HEY PAAAPUUSAAAAAAA"&lt;br /&gt;3.Mergi pe strada ascultand metal/alternative/punk-rock tare la casti, pregateste-te sa fi studiat/a de toate babele pe langa care treci.&lt;br /&gt;4.Sa presupunem ca mergi la scoala. Ei bine in fiecare luna se trezeste cate unu sa faca pe desteptu' cu faze gen "Nu esti cam mica pentru o geanta atat de mare?" sau "Wow, ce geanta mare ai!" (um...tipule, am 7 ore azi la scoala, trebuie sa-mi aduc 7 caiete+7 carti--in medie-- si...um...mica?! ftw?!)&lt;br /&gt;5.Fa-ti o ruta cat mai cocalar-free.&lt;br /&gt;6.Dopurile de urechi sunt un must have, ele fac parte din coletia vara-toamna-iarna-primavara si trebuie sa le aveti in permanenta la voi.Motivul? este cam imposibil sa treaca o zi, maxim 2(au fost si cazuri fericite), in care sa nu auzi, de la vecini, de afara, de la restaurantul din colt unde e nunta in fiecare sambata(mai putin iarna) sau din autobuz, manele.Ce mi se pare tragic este ca toate par a avea acelasi ritm, aceleasi versuri(acestea fiind: de iubire, de lauda, pentru a le face in ciuda dusmanilor, de agonie ca sunt inconjurati de dusmani, sau de corason-fiindca na, e greu sa fi "talentat, sucar, valoros, idolul femeilor, bos, etc. si sa fi inconjurat de dusmani care incearca tot posibiliul sa te copieze, sa fie lafel de talentati, sucari, valorosi, etc ca tine")&lt;br /&gt;OFFTOPIC: Ce-ar fi un cocalar fara talent? Dar marea intrebare e CE E ACEST TALENT? pe bune, ziceti-mi si mie asa sa nu mor proasta. Daca doriti sa ma ajutati sa elucidez acest mister, da-ti un comm si putem vorbi pe aceasta tema filozofica. O alta mare intrebare ar fi: Ce a fost primul? Cocalarul sau talentul? sau: Cocalarul face talentul sau talentul cocalarul?&lt;br /&gt;ONTOPIC:&lt;br /&gt;7. Sa presupunem ca esti printre blocuri cu masina, sau ajungi la o curba pe o straduta ingusta.Cum procedezi?Franezi.Eh, se vede ca nu esti unu din "smecherii" din cartierul meu care in situatii ca cea prezentata mai sus ACCELEREAZA.&lt;br /&gt;8.Nu pomeni de elemente din alte culturi.Aici nu se accepta alte religii sau alte culturi.Insa daca si tu te inchini la Gutza, join the club.&lt;br /&gt;9.Exista o varietate de bad boys cu varste cuprinse intre 7 si 50 de ani.Astefel si sentimentele care te cuprind oscileaza intre amuzament si scarba sau mila. Astfel atunci cand vezi copilasi care abia au invatat sa-si lege sireturile dar se cred "gangsta"(aparent, acesti copii nu stiu sa scrie si sa citeasca inca dar sunt un fel de "Scarface" in miniatura)te apuca o senzatie de amuzament, dar deja cand vezi persoane peste 40 care se dau "gangsta" incepe sa ti se faca mila sau greata(depinde de conjunctura) si incepi sa speri sa nu ajungi vreodata ca ei.&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow! No...no wait, not cow, Holy pig! Asta a fost tot. si da, lista de 10 lucruri care nu-mi plac la cartierul meu are doar 9 puncte si Nu, nu locuiesc in Ferentari, Rahova, Pantelimon,etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-423893237786592408?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/423893237786592408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/sheep-go-to-heaven-goats-go-to-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/423893237786592408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/423893237786592408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/sheep-go-to-heaven-goats-go-to-hell.html' title='Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7706856917883174939</id><published>2009-02-27T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:57:19.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><title type='text'>Is this a trick question?</title><content type='html'>Quiz time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Bubble Tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofteaareyouquiz/bubble-tea.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are playful, sweet, and light hearted. You almost always have a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;You don't take life all that seriously, and you're always up for some laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very modern. You are up on the latest food, fashion, and entertainment trends.&lt;br /&gt;You are open minded and open to new experiences. Finding new things to love is a minor obsession of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...obviously, not for you....for me&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Caramel deLites / Samosas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgirlscoutcookieareyouquiz/carameldelites.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are blessed with a brilliant, dynamic mind. It's sometimes hard to figure out what your focus should be.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who does almost everything well. You are very competent but also unfocused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not an easy person to pin down. You are vibrantly complex.&lt;br /&gt;You have many facets to your personality, and they're often in competition with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yay!Cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Key Lime Cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/cheesecake-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Unconventional and quirky, you live to shock people. &lt;br /&gt;You see the world in very weird ways. Sometimes you even surprise yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i guess it looks a lil' bit radioactive...but i'd really like to try it:) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Lemon Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/lemon-cake.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Strong, sexy, and overpowering.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are, and you're not afraid to show the world your fabulous self.&lt;br /&gt;You're confident, charming, and extremely popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I really have a question....in what sort of way,do they(the quiz-makers) find lemon cake sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Lemon Poppy Seed Muffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofmuffinareyouquiz/lemonpoppyseed.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are smart, sophisticated, and savvy.&lt;br /&gt;You love taking risks, and you are the first to know about new trends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are curious about the world and tend to have many interests.&lt;br /&gt;You also are very talented. It sometimes seems like you are good at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very social and inclusive. You'll be friends with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're very cultured, you're not a snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Cupcake Says You Are Lovable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecupcaketest/rainbow.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At parties, you tend to be a lot of fun. You make everyone just a little bit happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have absolutely no restraint in your life. You live life with reckless abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing in your life is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are laid back, flexible, and easy to get along with. To know you is to care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-7706856917883174939?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7706856917883174939/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-this-trick-question.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7706856917883174939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/7706856917883174939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-this-trick-question.html' title='Is this a trick question?'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2255454417670634952</id><published>2009-02-23T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:59:11.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><title type='text'>Moarte puiului tau!!!</title><content type='html'>In caz ca va intrebati de ce se ia Nyappy, pana acum atat de pacifista, de agricultura, si mai exact de pui, am urmatorul raspuns...&lt;br /&gt;Puiul reprezinta esenta esentelor un fel de...&lt;br /&gt;Um...&lt;br /&gt;Scuze am gresit banda, heh, nu. De cand am ajuns la CNBGC, fraza "Puii mei!" se pare ca e mai des folosita decat "buna!" sau "Ce faci?". Asfel acum cateva zile a avut loc...GENEZA... in loc de "puii mei" , "puiul meu" nu cred ca a fost voluntar, dar m-am gandit sa adopt expresia. Eventualy, desi era folosit de cam 3 persoane, devenise enervanta, asa ca cineva s-a gandit sa spuna "Moarte puiului tau".&lt;br /&gt;Okay...mistery solved...now let's get back to business...&lt;br /&gt;Asta a fost una din acele zile care incepe incredibil de genial dar se termina ca dracu. Atfel spus, mi-am inceput ziua cu ciocolata, animeuri si si 644 de mailuri pe care m-am decis sa le citesc. Inevitabil, m-am oprit la 643 cand am observat ca mai primisem 13 newsletteruri si reclame la MMORPG-uri, iar acum aveam 656. Primul gand care mi-a venit in minte pe moment a fost "Intr-o dimineata o sa ma trezesc si o sa am 666 de mailuri, wow! Ii fac concurenta si lu' dracu'!*sigh*Mexicans."&lt;br /&gt;In fine! moving on...totul a inceput sa mearga prost dupa ce mi-am primit horoscopul care era ceva de genul "Toate iti merg prost, dar ai grija la sanatate ca aia e si mai prost" nu stiu exact ce ar trebui sa insemne doar ca pentru mine chestia asta era ca un avertizment.Practic, persoanele de la Vodafone imi spuneau ca eu as putea muri astazi.&lt;br /&gt;Pana la sfarsitul zilei, persoana care credeam ca e suparata pe mine, a marturisit...ea chiar era suparata pe mine, cel putin in momentul vorbiri era. Motivul inca imi este un pic strain, dar totusi de data asta chiar n-am facut nimic, sunt nevinovata god dammit! Eu pot sa pledez nevinovata chiar si atunci cand sunt vinovata, dar acum chiar nu era vina mea! Eu am incercat.Parol!&lt;br /&gt;Ideea ar fi, ca nu ma manifest suficient de mult, emotional vorbind...sau ceva de limbajul trupului...mdah! In fine! pe frigul ala, si imbracata in fusta, mergeam cam semi inghetata, semi-telegidata asa ca sa nu se ia de limbajul trupului meu fiindca din cate imi parea mie aratam un pic ca Soldatul Sovietic.&lt;br /&gt;In orice caz, stiti cum se spune:Totul e bine cand se termina cu bine...&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu de ce am pus citatul, fiindca povestea asta nu s-a terminat cu bine...dar hai sa fim optimisti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2255454417670634952?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2255454417670634952/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/moarte-puiului-tau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2255454417670634952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2255454417670634952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/moarte-puiului-tau.html' title='Moarte puiului tau!!!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-809748632821453250</id><published>2009-02-20T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:03:50.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vecina diavolului'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>No squealing, remember ,that is all in your head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watashi wa zetsubou desu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, pentru inceput, este posibil sa spun ce inseamna propozitia de mai sus, si, in egala masura este posibil sa fiu a naibi si sa nu spun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...*sigh* moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai sa presupunem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa presupunem ca azi a trebuit sa vi mai devreme la scoala ca sa lucrezi la o prezentare. Sa presupunem ca purtai pantaloni negri. Sa presupunem ca ai cazut azi mai mult decat ai cazut tot anul, la propriu, nu e nicio metafora. Sa presupunem ca ti-ar ars limba de la cafeaua de dimineata. Sa presupunem ca te-ai certat cu cineva. Sa presupunem ca te simti ca si cand ai intrat in alta dimensiune. Sa presupunem ca toata lumea e suparata in jurul tau iar tu simti ca e vina ta. Sa presupunem ca ai luat 9 la prezentare doar pt ca ai lipsit o data. Sa presupunem ca incepe sa ninga. Sa presupunem ca e cald afara. De dara asta nu presupunem ca sti ce se intampla cand e cald afara si apoi ninge, exact! se topeste zapada, dar ramane altceva in schimba, mocirla. Sa presupunem ca tu porti Ugg-uri roz. Sa presupunem ca simti ca prietenele tale conspira impotriva ta. Sa presupunem ca simti ca tot universul conspira impotriva ta. Sa presupunem ca simti ca ai vrea sa se termine(ziua). Sa presupunem ca you feel you've "taken too much today". Sa presupunem ca cele cateva ore de chin s-au terminat. Sa presupunem ca acum esti afara. Sa presupunem ca azi de dimineata ai stat 1 h in fata oglinzi incercand sa-ti faci parul sa ajunga la acel grad de cret, nu chiar cret cret dar nici ondulat, acel grad de incretire cand ai onduleuri crete sau creturi ondulate. Sa presupunem ca acum ai parul exact ca atunci cand te-ai trezit. Sa presupunem ca ajungi acasa pe la 8 (pm). Si sa presupunem ca maine (sambata) ai scoala , defapt recuperezi, de la 8 (am).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am terminat de presupus. Dar totusi sa mai presupunem ceva. Sa presupunem ca ai trecut prin toate astea. Cum te-ai simti? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304965375845492802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SZ8F5wUEaEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eifc8JbeRYs/s320/Sayonara_Zetsubou_Sensei_Sign_by_Ik.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pies: Sa presupunem ca poza este un hint pt ce am scris mai sus. And another thing, it's japanese black humour, baby! Cine isi da seama din ce anime e...sa clipeasca de doua ori si sa-mi dea un comment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-809748632821453250?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/809748632821453250/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-like-meeting-perfect-guy-and-then.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/809748632821453250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/809748632821453250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-like-meeting-perfect-guy-and-then.html' title='No squealing, remember ,that is all in your head'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SZ8F5wUEaEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eifc8JbeRYs/s72-c/Sayonara_Zetsubou_Sensei_Sign_by_Ik.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2022987178797279257</id><published>2009-02-18T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:21:46.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>You're a mean little dude!</title><content type='html'>CNBGC incepe sa devina mai nou foarte "X-Files"-ish. Nu, nu au disparut oameni, si nu, nu avem extraterestrii in liceu, si nu, nu are nimic de-a face cu felul cum imi suna mie telefonu' (Cine stie cunoaste*winky wink*). In fine, faza e ca incep sa dispara obiecte a.k.a. banci, geci si insigne...&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea ar fi: De ce imi pasa mie?&lt;br /&gt;Pai, si eu am fost una din pagubite(Pies: Mie imi disparusera insignele, defapt atunci cand au fost scoase din buzunarul gecii "misterioas" care disparuse am constientizat ca "Hey, mi-a cazut o insigna!")&lt;br /&gt;In orice caz, catre autorul faptei ("God, zici ca sunt de la politie:-&amp;amp;"):&lt;br /&gt;"In caz ca a fost cu rautate, pai, nu prea am ce face, poti sa ma urasti cat vrei, dar sa mergi pana intr-acolo incat sa-mi scoti toate insignele de pe geanta...That's just wierd, and a lil' bit evil; in caz ca a fost o simpla gluma, pai nu prea e amuzanta adica nici macar nu imi dadusem seama ca au lipsit"&lt;br /&gt;Aviz amataorilor: o sa incerc sa-mi maresc numarul de insigne, sa vad ce mai faceti atunci...&lt;br /&gt;REZULTATUL: Toata ziua s-a simtit paraoia, adica au mai disparut cateva lucruri in decursul zilei a.k.a. o esarfa, iar noi, defapt ele (Beth, Ciucii si Blonda) mai mult Beth, ca o varianta feminina a lui Louis Lazarus, sau o Agatha Christie in devenire, a ganuit ca era mana aceluias om...&lt;br /&gt;Cazul continua...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2022987178797279257?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2022987178797279257/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-mean-little-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2022987178797279257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2022987178797279257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-mean-little-dude.html' title='You&apos;re a mean little dude!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6068623349696939400</id><published>2009-02-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:22:12.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><title type='text'>Meow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SY75wE8nAyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bhUknAaQA8Q/s1600-h/cercei-pisicuta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300448415818646306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SY75wE8nAyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bhUknAaQA8Q/s320/cercei-pisicuta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cercei din lut pictat, lucrati manual...&lt;br /&gt;(PS: In realitate arata mai bine...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6068623349696939400?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6068623349696939400/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/meow.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6068623349696939400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6068623349696939400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/meow.html' title='Meow!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SY75wE8nAyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bhUknAaQA8Q/s72-c/cercei-pisicuta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2940609501444424447</id><published>2009-02-03T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:22:41.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><title type='text'>Cosplaying sheep and comment upon Twilight</title><content type='html'>Banuiesc ca toata lumea ar prefera sa incep sa vorbesc/scriu in legatura cu Twilight...&lt;br /&gt;Pey se pare ca am vazut si eu filmul, mai tarziu decat cam jumate din planeta, dar totusi l-am vazut. Prima impresie a fost destul de buna, adica imaginile cu caprioara si tipa aia(Bella) vorbind despre moarte...that was pretty good actually...&lt;br /&gt;Ce nu mi se pare ca se leaga insa e faptul ca , Bella, era fata noua cu masina varza , care, apropo nici nu mi se parea prea frumoasa, dar totusi ajunge incredibil de populara...&lt;br /&gt;Un al doilea lucru ar fi, ca filmul asta se invarte in cu totul alt domeniu decat ce stiam, NOI--sa zicem noi, defapt eu si inca cateva cunostiinte, sau poate tipii care au scris carti despre vampiri sau au facut filme-- (Back to reality) adica, din cate stiu din filme de groaza, animeuri, manga si carti , la lumina vampirii se cam..."Dizolva" sau stiti voi...fac "fsss--ahhh" si mor, ei bine in filmul asta vampirii pusi la lumina stralucesc ca sirenele.&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack-ul totusi, ma cam lasa rece, adica pe toata lungimea filmului mi-a placut o singura melodie(PS: mnu, nu era de la paramore).&lt;br /&gt;In orice caz, au fost si faze misto, de exemplu aia cu base-ball-ul...desi inca sfideaza un pic ceea ce credeam eu despre vampiri...&lt;br /&gt;Deoarece acest mic comentariu are nevoie de o incheiere...&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta, filmu' e destul de bun[bun nu cu sensul de "OMG, OMG, OMG!", si nici cu sensul de "Mi-a placut dar hai sa nu m-ai vorbim despre asta ca ma enerveaza"...undeva pe la mijloc] si banuiesc ca la cate idiotenii ruleaza acum la cinema, Twilight este una din cele mai bune alegeri. Filmul e un pic cam previzibil[cam ca toate filmele, mai nou] dar hai, ce naiba! a fost dragut, nu e genul de film care sa ma convinga sa citesc cartile sau sa caut poze sau secvente din film sau chiar sa devin nebuna dupa personaje cu este mai nou aproape jumatate din populatia feminina de pe glob, dar hai ca merge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!Stiu ca probabil ar fi trebuit sa fi spus asta inainte dar...um...daca esti fan/a Twilight exista sanse de peste 50% sa gasesti comentariul meu jignitor.Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2940609501444424447?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2940609501444424447/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosplaying-sheep-and-comment-upon_03.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2940609501444424447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2940609501444424447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosplaying-sheep-and-comment-upon_03.html' title='Cosplaying sheep and comment upon Twilight'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-6849410666190151951</id><published>2009-01-22T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:49:46.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>If you don't succeed at the beggining, try pushing the "ON" button</title><content type='html'>It's dare(actually e leapsa)&lt;br /&gt;You've got to press it on you&lt;br /&gt;You just a-think it&lt;br /&gt;That's what you do baby&lt;br /&gt;Hold it down there&lt;br /&gt;*scuze...nu m-am putut abtine*&lt;br /&gt;1. Ce iti place sa faci atat de mult, incat ai plati pentru asta?&lt;br /&gt;Pey pentru mare parte din lucrurile care imi plac se poate plati...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, deci un exemplu de ceva FREE dar care daca ar fi pe bani chiar as plati pt asta? Desenatul...anyway cred ca as ramane leftera in 2 zile daca s-ar pune taxa pe desene:))&lt;br /&gt;2. Daca ai afla astazi ca mai ai de trait exact 5 ani, ce ai face incepand de maine?&lt;br /&gt;Pasul 1:Plans, urlat, tipat, repetat "DE CE? DE CE eu?" ca un casetofon stricat cam 5 ore.&lt;br /&gt;Pasul 2: As renunta la scoala&lt;br /&gt;Pasul 3:Do what the hell i'd like...&lt;br /&gt;3. Daca ai castiga un milion de euro neimpozabil, ai continua sa faci ce faci acum?&lt;br /&gt;Cam da, 1.fiindca m-as plictisi acasa&lt;br /&gt;2. fiindca daca as sta acasa, mi-as petrece fiecare zi facand nimic&lt;br /&gt;3.si de continuat ceea ce fac si acum?Sa stau in pijama, scriind pe blog, ascultand pt a n oara o melodie de pe youtube fiindca nu am chef sa o schimb sau sa o downloadez, gandindu-ma ca mai am 1 h jumate pana sa plec iar eu nu prea am toate temele gata?Raspunsul:of course&lt;br /&gt; 4. Peste 15 ani, ce ai vrea sa scrie pe prima pagina despre tine, in cel mai important ziar din tara? Care ar fi titlul articolului?&lt;br /&gt;Procentul de nebunie al tari a scazut dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Se presupune ca acest fapt este datorat plecarii suspectei, Ioana ____, din tara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ce vrei sa spuna prietenii tai despre tine la ceremonia ta funerara?&lt;br /&gt;"Ce persoana incredibila a fost...um...cum spunei ca o chema?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mi-a lasat si mie ceva"&lt;br /&gt;"Wait for me, vaco!"&lt;br /&gt;"Era cea mai tanara dintre noi si totusi a murit prima, ce ironie"&lt;br /&gt;"Il cunosti pe tipul ala din randul doi, e dragut..oh...ah, da,decedata...era...era de treaba"&lt;br /&gt;"Nyappy pur si simplu nu mai are acelasi inteles fara ea"&lt;br /&gt;6. Dar pe piatra ta funerara ce vrei sa scrie despre tine?&lt;br /&gt;"Be right back, ma intorc in 20 de minute"&lt;br /&gt;7. Cand erai mic ce le raspundeai celor mari la intrebarea: Tu ce vrei sa te faci cand vei fi mare?&lt;br /&gt;Politista, detectiva, chitarista, managera An Cafe, o a doua Aya Kato, varianta feminina a lui Koji Suzuki, mangaka, presedinta, avocat, medic veterinar, actrita, arhitecta, critic, designer, cofetara, ghida, persoana care testeaza jocuri video, etc.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ce ai vrea sa le spuna copiii tai nepotilor tai despre tine?&lt;br /&gt;"Ma mir cum de nu s-a imbolnavit de diabet","A fost o otaku pana la 30 de ani, ciudat,nu? si...si dupa s-a facut mangaka"&lt;br /&gt;10. Daca ai putea acum sa te proiectezi in viitor, in ultima zi a vietii tale si sa iti iei un interviu, care sunt trei intrebari pe care ti le-ai adresa?&lt;br /&gt;'Sup, dudette?&lt;br /&gt;Cum au fost cand ati aflat ca melodia pe care ati compus-o  va fi folosita in toate lifturile din lume?&lt;br /&gt;Care a fost cel mai DISTURBING lucru din viata d-voastra?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-6849410666190151951?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6849410666190151951/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-dont-succeed-at-beggining-try.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6849410666190151951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/6849410666190151951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-dont-succeed-at-beggining-try.html' title='If you don&apos;t succeed at the beggining, try pushing the &quot;ON&quot; button'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3988664035852563822</id><published>2009-01-10T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:16:28.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>She was looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an "L" on her forehead</title><content type='html'>(Titlul nu face referire la niciuna din persoanele pe care le cunosc, dar daca inainte de a citi mesaj credeai ca este vorba despre tine....then it kinda sucks for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth, care cred ca vrea sa se razbune dupa ultima tema, mi-a dat ca subiect :&lt;br /&gt;"10 lucruri care le-as face daca as fi barbat"&lt;br /&gt;...frumuseatea acestei teme e ca e originala, dar totusi, e prea originala :)) (pies:n-am nici cea mai vaga idee ce voi scrie)...Deci, incepem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 lucruri pe care le-as face *Beyonce-like voice*If I were a boooyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10&lt;br /&gt;Nu as fi spus la nimeni ca am plans la "Gravitation"(la toate-TV, OVAs, NOVEL, MANGA)&lt;br /&gt;#9&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi-as face griji cu ce imi asortez fustele&lt;br /&gt;#8&lt;br /&gt;Nu ar trebui sa-mi fac griji cum ma machiez&lt;br /&gt;#7&lt;br /&gt;Nu as mai petrece atata timp in fata dulapului cautand outfitul perfect&lt;br /&gt;#6&lt;br /&gt;Nu as planifica cu 1 luna inainte urmatoarea coafura si nu as bantuii pe tot felul de siteuri cu sfaturi si reviste in cautarea frizurii perfecte&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi-ar pasa cand m-ar bate mama la cap cu cat de naspa e incaltamintea mea si ca am prea multe tipuri de tenisi&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;Nimanui nu i s-ar parea ceva prea special faptul ca nu prea ma dau in vand dupa shojo-uri&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;Nu s-ar mai trezi nicio fangirl de 11 ani sa-mi zica ca sunt o tomboy fiindca nu prea ma dau in vant dupa shopping(de haine) iar animeul meu preferat nu a fost furuba sau skip beat, sau honey and clover...&lt;br /&gt;#2 si #1&lt;br /&gt;Inca raman un mister si pentru mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3988664035852563822?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3988664035852563822/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-was-looking-kinda-dumb-with-her.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3988664035852563822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3988664035852563822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-was-looking-kinda-dumb-with-her.html' title='She was looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an &quot;L&quot; on her forehead'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-9211472807915223811</id><published>2009-01-06T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:19:33.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucul infinit'/><title type='text'>OGLINDA CONCAVA A GANDURILOR(It's dare)</title><content type='html'>Offtopic:Fluturico,Beth, tu acum te iei de faptul ca am dat la fizica sau ce?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul:2900.Locatia:Moscova, Rusia.Ora:10:25. Stare:Desert...&lt;br /&gt;Era adevarat. De la invazia extraterestrilor de pe {insert name here} lume fusese in acea stare. Toate orasele erau acum vaste deserturi nepopulate. Chiar daca oamenii erau acum capabili sa alerge de doua ori mai repede si sa vada si noaptea cu aceasi acuratete ca si ziua, acestia trebuiau sa isi foloseasca puterile pentru extraterestri.&lt;br /&gt;{insert name here}-enii(extraterestrii) erau fiinte aproape omenesti, dar care isi puteau schimba forma,astfel nimeni nu stia cum arata acestia in realitate.Capacitatea lor mentala, insa, era cu mult inserioara oamenilor.Dar daca asta e adevarat, cum se face ca invadasera pamantul? Raspunsul era foarte usor.Era vorba de o arma numita si Oglinda Concava a Gandurilor, o arma legendara care controla gandurile.Astfel dorinta pamantenilor de a se opune a fost oprita.&lt;br /&gt;Legenda spune ca un erou se va ridica.Multi batrani au incercat sa-l descrie dar toti au dat gres.Nimeni pana acum nu stie cum va reusi erou nostru sa invinga extraterestrii.&lt;br /&gt;Adevarul, totusi, este un pic altfel...&lt;br /&gt;Anul:2900.Locatia:Un sat cu patru case pe langa Copsa Mica, Romania. Ora:11:05. Stare:Era devastat dinainte de venirea extraterestrilor in 2010 asa ca extraterestrii nu au facut nimic...(deci era un sat liber)&lt;br /&gt;Baiatul porcarului(pies:Porcarul era "porcar" fiindca era singurul care avea un porc) se trezi.Acest baiat nu excela la aproape nimic, inteligenta lui nu avea nimic special-defapt era inferioara si extraterestriilor, iar frumusetea, nici nu vreau sa pomensc de asta-in ziua cand a fost adoptat, intregul orfelinat a respirat usurat.&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta, baiatul,{insert a girl name here}(pies: he had stupid parents), era un baiat lenes, sarac...cu duhul, si probabil, cu niciun gram de noroc.Varsnicii satului ii spuneau adesea:"Ba, baiete, tu o sa infaptuiesti fapte mari, o sa te faci de ras la scara mare!tu...ori o sa salvezi lumea ori o sa o distrugi!"&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, am omis un aspect, care cred ca era singura sa calitate, baiatul acesta, era lipsit de ganduri, deci nu putea fi controlat...&lt;br /&gt;Intamplarea face ca in acea zi, treceau extraterestrii prin sat, sa faca un control...ca nu cumva satul sa fie prea evoluat..ce au vazut acolo ,insa, le-a cauzat o stare de greata combinata cu mila.Satul era in paragina...Oamenii ii imporau sa ii ia cu ei ca sa scape din sat.Pana si porcul porcarului incerca sa se strecoare printre scandurile gardului.Induiosati de animal,extraterestrii il iau cu ei.Porcarul vazand ce se intampla cazu la pamant plangand...AND THE WAR BEGINS....&lt;br /&gt;In orice caz, stiti cum e in filme "Everything is okay in the end, if it's not okay than it's not the end"-astfel, porcarul invinge extraterestrii si devine cunducatorul "noii lumi"(&lt;--"Noua lume" wtf?ce e asta?Death note?). Anyway,la doua zile de cand era el la conducere, oamenii au regresat atat de mult incat lumea se autodistruge.THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai mult de 150 cuv,baby!^^&lt;br /&gt;After thoughts:Stiu ca eroul trebuia sa aiba 1000 calitati si 0 defecte(yeah right), sa invinga raul(pey face asta...intr-un fel), sa salveze lumea care sa devina un loc mai bun, fara crime, pacate,etc.(*innocent voice* pey...salveaza lumea si ea se...autodistruge), sa se casatoreasca cu tipa pe care a iubit-o de mic care de altfel e o super hottie(yeah yeah...la final baiatul porcarului se casatoreste cu ...*DUM DUM DUM* baiatul cosciugarului..o_O), sa traiasca fericit pana la adanci batraneti sau eventual sa fie nemuritor(tehe...mai traieste 2 zile dupa ce salveaza lumea..ce ironie).All in all, hope you enjoyed my messed up SF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-9211472807915223811?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/9211472807915223811/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/oglinda-concava-gandurilorits-dare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9211472807915223811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9211472807915223811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/oglinda-concava-gandurilorits-dare.html' title='OGLINDA CONCAVA A GANDURILOR(It&apos;s dare)'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-1217520004188101383</id><published>2009-01-05T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:23:06.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>Let's play!</title><content type='html'>Okay...deci in caz ca va intrebati: &lt;div&gt;1.Despre ce joc e vorba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leapsa pe blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.De la cine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De la Beth fluturica care asculta fluturi nebuni fluturand ca nebunii-a.k.a. Mad Dove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Ce trebuie sa fac?&lt;br /&gt;O sa vezi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287896514829945346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SWJh3R93CgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VCWWg54xxWw/s320/gothicphotos2_20070401_1237006604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ce imi sugereaza imaginea?(100 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Compunere de Nyappy-chan:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imi pare sincer rau pentru tanti aia din imagine. Trebuie sa fie tare frig :)) lol.Chiar daca imaginea trebuie sa fie dramatica si gotica, pe mine ma amuza intr-un fel(i'm kinda going insane :)) ). Dupa gunoaiele si culoarea apei , "autorul" imaginii a folosit ca model Marea Neagra, iar tipa este o pitipoanca stilizata care isi face poze la mare in mijlocul iernii pentru a le pune pe haifaiv. Fereastra si luna arata ca tipul/tipa care a creat imaginea era un pic dus cu pluta(hm...poate suntem rude). Iar palmierii aia din departare marcheaza celalalt tarm al Marii Negre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~102 cuvinte...la fix....pregateste-te pt urmatoarea tema ,fluturico!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-1217520004188101383?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1217520004188101383/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-play.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1217520004188101383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/1217520004188101383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-play.html' title='Let&apos;s play!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SWJh3R93CgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VCWWg54xxWw/s72-c/gothicphotos2_20070401_1237006604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-9009175154290741980</id><published>2009-01-01T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:43:28.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedofilie festiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambeste maine poate fi mai rau'/><title type='text'>"Hei Sonia, adica Diana...pff scuze Ioana"</title><content type='html'>Wow!de anul trecut n-am mai scris p'aici;))Anyway asta a fost primul revelion la care macar nu m-am mai plictisit sau nu am petrecut mare parte din timp jucand jocuri video, si banuiesc ca una din putinele serii din an in care razi cu lacrimi la un film de groaza...Pe bune! ne uitam la Shutter(sau cred ca asa se scrie) care cica e super de groaza, mai ales ca era si varianta originala (aia facuta de chinezi/japonezi--nu ca mare parte n-ar fi facute de japonezi/chinezi, dar variantele care chiar rulau la ei in tara, cu actorii lor, cu regizor de-al lor, in chineza/japoneza). In orice caz, am fost prevenite ca e super-horror (bai da uei: eram 4 tipe), cand ne-am dat seama ca e si in chineza ne-am dat seama ca o sa fie si mai horror("fiindca variantele lor mereu sunt asa"), iar inceputul dvd-ului(adica niste poze din film facute pe fundal rosu si o muzica de aia usor rock, usor de opera) ne-a bagat de tot in sperieti.Astfel, pana la inceputul filmului eram toate inarmate cu zeci de perne si ne asteptam pentru ce e mai rau. Filmul ,in esenta, cred ca ar fi fost de groaza daca m-as fi oprit eu si inca o fata de comentat.Pe scurt, a fost comedie in toata regula. In orice caz, eu, din Ioana, am devenit Sonia si cred ca usor usor deveneam Diana(pies: nu e nicio aluzie, tipele cu care am petrecut revelionul imi ziceau ori Sonia ori Diana).Primul an in care ma gandeam sa fac o New Year's Resolution---Mission Failed...Adica, dupa miezul noptii, cand am intrat din nou in bloc(fiindca fusesem afara sa lansam artificii) ne-am adus aminte ca "Fetelor...noi am uitat sa facem New Year's Resolution!Fuck!"...so.....&lt;br /&gt;Un ultim pies:stiu ca nici inainte ceea ce scriam eu nu prea avea sens ,singura diferenta e ca aceasta postare a fost scrisa imediat dupa ce m-am trezit asa ca sunt sanse peste 50% sa nu se inteleaga ce-am scris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-9009175154290741980?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/9009175154290741980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hei-sonia-adica-dianapff-scuze-ioana.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9009175154290741980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/9009175154290741980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hei-sonia-adica-dianapff-scuze-ioana.html' title='&quot;Hei Sonia, adica Diana...pff scuze Ioana&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2613133425964250492</id><published>2008-12-26T23:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:30:25.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata mea cea guvernata de Urania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><title type='text'>"It's like meeting the perfect guy, and then his beautiful husband"</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu la ce va asteptati de la postarea asta, dar m-am decis sa fie despre anul care va veni...2009...un an care se presupune a fi genial pentru mine (yeah...sure). In orice caz, am inceput sa nu mai cred, adica de vreo 4 luni scrie in una din revistele mele preferate, la horoscop:"...luna asta iti gasesti jumatatea", ia eu nici pe aproape n-am fost :)). In orice caz, anul asta m-am decis si eu sa fac The New Year Resolution pe care recunosc ca nu am facut-o de 14 ani(PS:tin minte ca anul trecut eram atat de preocupata sa ma joc pe PSP incat daca nu-mi zicea mama ca e 12 noaptea eu nici nu as fi observat)...&lt;br /&gt;In fine, si asa am ramas fara subiecte de batut campii...as mai mai deschide unul dar nu stiu ce sa ma fac ca nu se deschide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-2613133425964250492?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2613133425964250492/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-like-meeting-perfect-guy-and-then.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2613133425964250492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2613133425964250492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-like-meeting-perfect-guy-and-then.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s like meeting the perfect guy, and then his beautiful husband&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-2832294422571740224</id><published>2008-12-26T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:01:30.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specii pe cale de disparitie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROfund'/><title type='text'>Cut it out, Emo Kid!</title><content type='html'>WARNING:Aceasta postare contine reclama mascata, exces de creion de ochi si unele imagini care ar putea cauza depresi...Continue if you're not faint of heart...&lt;br /&gt;In cazul unor manifestari neprevazute scrieti un comment la postarea "Cut it out, Emo Kid!" pe &lt;a href="http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa incepem cu o mica povestioara:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENEZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul a inceput intr-o zi de decembrie, sa zicem 25 decembrie, sa zicem 25 decembrie 2008, pe scurt ieri, pe la ora 17. Eu, eroina povestirii, ma uitam pe blogul unuia care face stand-up comedy...anyway..bla bla bla....printul omoara dragonul....si uite siteul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emoisti.info/"&gt;http://www.emoisti.info/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timpurile cand lumea radea/se ingrozea/ii injura pe admini fiindca i-au pus pe siteuri gen Cocalari.com, Pitzipoanca.org sau hi6 au apus...Now we have emos...&lt;br /&gt;All in all...i present you my pocket Emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="420" width="300" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="7938"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="11113"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.mindistortion.tv/pocketemo/pocketemo.swf?dataStr=8-2-20-3-1-1-1-1-1&amp;amp;emoName=EskEMO"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.mindistortion.tv/pocketemo/pocketemo.swf?dataStr=8-2-20-3-1-1-1-1-1&amp;amp;emoName=EskEMO"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mindistortion.tv/pocketemo/pocketemo.swf?dataStr=8-2-20-3-1-1-1-1-1&amp;emoName=EskEMO" wmode="transparent" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...in case i offended anyone with my almost rasist opinions feel free to comment.Gambate! JA ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="LEFT: 145px; WIDTH: 150px; POSITION: relative; TOP: -405px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mindistortion.tv/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.mindistortion.tv/pocketemo/blank.gif" width="150" border="0" /&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/9138201779381915781-2832294422571740224?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2832294422571740224/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/cut-it-out-emo-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2832294422571740224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/2832294422571740224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/cut-it-out-emo-kid.html' title='Cut it out, Emo Kid!'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-8572022073923800267</id><published>2008-12-26T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:46:19.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wapanese in denial'/><title type='text'>Chibi Note</title><content type='html'>E~tto(btw...in caz ca va intrebati, eh bine, chiar si daca nu va intrebati, "etto" inseamna "pai")...chiar daca ideea cu chibi Death Note e veche si cred ca sunt mai multe rezultate pentru asta decat locuitori in romania....I proudly present you....DUM DUM DUM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyap&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSR0mmGalI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YNxwoAY3CbY/s1600-h/scan0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008595712010834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSR0mmGalI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YNxwoAY3CbY/s320/scan0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;py's Chibi Note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personajul principal...&lt;br /&gt;Light Yagami(btw...vreau sa fac o abatere de la subiect....in caz ca ati observat, Yagami scris invers este "Imagay", pe care idespartindu-l in trei cuvinte iese "I'm a gay". Acum intrebarea este:E o simpla coincidenta sau ...?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSTMHRFuRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/l-J05eTJjEw/s1600-h/scan0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010099130874130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSTMHRFuRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/l-J05eTJjEw/s320/scan0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok...um...L/Ryuuzaki(stiu ca ar trebui sa comentez un pic si despre personajul asta, adica tinand cont ca e si personajul meu preferat si a fost primul chibi pe care l-am desenat in viata mea....dar nu prea am ce spune asa ca vom continua-defapt voi continua)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSUNijOLOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2IQImKedoyI/s1600-h/scan0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284011223146179810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSUNijOLOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2IQImKedoyI/s320/scan0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NEXT UP....Near(daca spuneam ca despre L sunt putine lucruri de spus, ei bine despre tipul asta sunt si mai putine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSVdvpJU7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/royaOiyE05A/s1600-h/scan0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284012601050223538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSVdvpJU7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/royaOiyE05A/s320/scan0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mello.....costumul a iesit cam naspa, anyway nu ma dau in vant dupa personaj asa ca se intelege de ce nu am fost atenta ce costum poarta...all in all nu cred ca e atat de rau desenul, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSWICEp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LR4dn9pHQwE/s1600-h/scan0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284013327551947154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSWICEp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LR4dn9pHQwE/s320/scan0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum...unul din cele mai "populare" personaje care apare in manga pe la capitolul 80 si ceva si doar intr-un singur capitol(in a few panels) si in anime in 2 episoade(prima aparitie ep 30 si ceva, a doua aparitie ep 30 si ceva mai mult...in orice caz, insumat apare cam 7 minute), personajul care imi iese mereu mie la testele de genul "What DN Character are you?".....MATT(sper ca astea sunt culorile lui oficiale, adica in anime avea parul verde,nu? cel putin asa mi s-a parut, chiar daca seamana un pic cu spiritul craciunului....adica verde si rosu ..ce naiba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSX0oCt-MI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_zUhaMrCB9o/s1600-h/scan0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284015193170245826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSX0oCt-MI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_zUhaMrCB9o/s320/scan0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ultima dar nu cea din urma....Singura fata care a rezistat in anime mai mult de 5 episoade and the first fangirl of the series MISA-MISA(is it just me, or she really looks like a powerpuff girl? un fel de Bubbles gotica ~_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSYwScH3FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GCo1CHVq01w/s1600-h/scan0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284016218163371090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSYwScH3FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GCo1CHVq01w/s320/scan0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si acum privirea de ansamblu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Chibi Note Crew ...(btw...this will be continued, planuiesc sa fac chibi si dupa alte animeuri, so stay tuned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-8572022073923800267?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8572022073923800267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/chibi-note.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8572022073923800267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/8572022073923800267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/chibi-note.html' title='Chibi Note'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SVSR0mmGalI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YNxwoAY3CbY/s72-c/scan0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-727701353771085861</id><published>2008-12-20T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:55:47.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Femeia pruna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supa la plic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>"Vezi sa nu te calce baiatu' cu pizza"</title><content type='html'>Se pare ca odata cu venirea vacantei i started not to care cat de aiurea e ceea ce ma inconjoara...astfel astea cateva (2 mai exact) zile am descoperit urmatoarele chestii:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revolutionarii creatori ai ..DUM DUM DUM pizzei cu sarmale(Cine stie cunoaste *winky winky* Ciuchy/Hentai &amp;amp; Beth/Ero nee-nee)...au sediu exact in spatele blocului meu (stiu ca suna aiurea dar da chiar asa e ...btw se cheama Jerry pizza). Nu prea stiu cu ce ma ajuta chestia asta fiindca yo nu am comandat niciodata pizza de la ei si nici nu prea cred ca o sa comand in viitorul apropiat dar e bine de stiut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desi credeam ca e aproape imposibil sa te imbeti de la un singur Redd's (baut normal...nu cu paiul) se pare ca nimic nu e imposibil...exista persoane care chiar se imbata cu "sucul" ala (PS: are gust de fanta de lamaie)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oricat de lunga ar fi fusta pe care o porti(de la lungimea PITZI pana la CALUGARITA) tot se trezeste cineva in cartierul meu sa fluiere dupa tine(de obicei muncitori care lucreaza la garduri...so stay away from the fences)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-727701353771085861?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/727701353771085861/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/vezi-sa-nu-te-calce-baiatu-cu-pizza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/727701353771085861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/727701353771085861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/vezi-sa-nu-te-calce-baiatu-cu-pizza.html' title='&quot;Vezi sa nu te calce baiatu&apos; cu pizza&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-4203418154996385880</id><published>2008-12-16T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:33:58.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idei motivationiste'/><title type='text'>"Dar n-am intarziat nici 5 minute" "Ba da am intarziat" "Bine atunci am intarziat 5 minute"</title><content type='html'>Ooo~hayooo!!!(*cough cough*) Dupa o lunga perioada fara postari, Nyappy-chan is proud to present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd5qcinqyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kVCIZjcWgtU/s1600-h/scan0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280322858238061346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd5qcinqyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kVCIZjcWgtU/s320/scan0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some geisha like anime girl.....erm....nu prea e mult de spus despre asta pe langa faptu ca "DRAWING HANDS IS PAIN!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd6Jt_L_aI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y1NPQdxmAvU/s1600-h/scan0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280323395497229730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd6Jt_L_aI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y1NPQdxmAvU/s320/scan0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chibi Loveless!!!(Yay!!!^_^ Shonen-ai!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in fine....e mai greu de desenat decat pare....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd6yMBiZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/z-BF_DqNbqc/s1600-h/scan0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280324090754918290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd6yMBiZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/z-BF_DqNbqc/s320/scan0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roy Mustang din Full metal Alchemist (F.M.A.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asa ...eee~tto...pey se pare ca e doar marti si saptamana e destul de fucked up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cre' ca ar trebui sa incep cu faptul ca job-ul cel mai potrivit pt mine ar fi Sofer de autobuz(scolar)/tramvai sau coafeza/frizerita si alte bazaconi dintre care de unele nici nu am auzit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Further on...o colega si-a facut un fel de ...erm cum sa-i zic? Oracol...neah e prea mult...ceva de genul, lumea scrie in el cum se simte in momentul respectiv...cre' ca cel mai potrivit ar fi jurnal colectiv. In fine, nimeni nu scrie lucruri prea personale(of course) asa ca nu e jurnal propriu zis....de exemplu eu am scris cat de bucuroasa sunt ca a cumparat lumea cerceii facuti de mine dar ca totusi sunt un pic suparata ca nu-mi ia mama chitara si ca de la o vreme am niste vise foarte realistice si ciudate(adica nimicuri de astea), dar au aparut niste chestii foarte aiurea care pe langa faptul ca te bagau in sperieti erau si foarte poetice...de exemplu "Nu e un semn de sanatate sa te integrezi intr-o lume complet bolnava" si etc. (chestii care ma faceau sa-mi aduc aminte cat de VARZA sunt la romana...PS: sincera imi dau seama ca nu ma pricep si de aia nici nu prea ma bag...nu e materia mea. Din perspectiva mea nu e o materie usoara si frumoasa.)oricum faza era ca erau poetice si depresive, foarte depresive(btw....doar parerea mea: "zici ca e o combinatie de Emil Cioran si Aristotel"), stiu ca e un pic exagerat de era un fel de bilet de adio nu foarte hardcore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, momentele mele preferate ale zilei sunt dimineata(adica de cand ma trezesc pana cand tb sa plec la scoala), drumul cu autobuzul catre scoala(pey eu iau autobuzul de la capat si gasesc mereu loc si mereu cand am companie gasesc cate ceva despre care sa rad), plecarea de la scoala(nu-mi spuneti ca voua nu va place? in primul rand e satisfactia ca ai scapat viu de la scoala si in al doilea rand, la ora la care ies eu nu prea e nimeni p-afara asa ca autobuzele sunt libere...it feels so V.I.P. teheh, and again e un foarte bun prilej sa te inveselesti si sa razi cu lacrimi, pe bune) si seara(because i say so!) ..primele 2 momente preferate au fost destul de ok (i can't complain) dar drumul inapoi a fost PAIN , adica e senzatia aia cand te simti in plus, ca atunci cand iesi cu cea mai buna prietena a ta si cu iubitul ei in mall. An akward silence was in the air. Oricum situatia era cam gay: stateam in autobuz si unu care statea in spatele meu se tot impingea cu spatele in mine(cre' ca timp de 2 statii a facut asta), iar tipele cu care mergeam acasa(a.k.a. Beth and Ciuchy, Ero nee-chan and Hentai) nu spoteau niciun cuvant, stateau opus una de alta uitandu-se pe geam(uri), una mai imi arunca din cand in cand o privire ( era un pic aiurea...se holba la mine iar cand observam si ma uitam si yo la ea, ea intorcea privirea), iar cealalta tot drumul nu si-a schimbat pozitia capului (incepuse sa-mi amorteasca mie gatul uitandu-ma la ea). Dupa cateva incercari nefericite de "Si...ce mai ziceti?" sau "Okay...am inteles ca sunteti suparate pe mine dar macr puteti sa-mi ziceti ce am facut ca sa am si eu la ce reflecta?", la care raspunsurile erau "Ma doare capul", sau "Nu sunt suparata pe tine" si anumite cuvinte pe care nu le-am inteles din partea celei care statea spre geam de incepusem sa cred ca mai degraba vorbea cu geamul decat cu mine(Fuck the What!!!--wtf backwards), m-am enervat si am renuntat...It was HOPELESS!!!...nu aveam de gand sa mai continui asta. In final m-am asezat si eu undeva si am inceput sa citesc dintr-o carte initial mi se paruse foarte misto, dar incepuse sa devina prea romantica de la un timp. Intr-un final se pare ca am supravietuit, adica m-am trezit de dimineata, nuh?Pe langa faptul ca ma doare o mana ca dracu si nici macar nu am o vanataie sau zgarietura si ca mi-e somn fiindca in loc sa-mi invat pt teza la info(de azi) am stat toata noaptea uitandu-ma de o chitara sexy/kawaii/whatever si citind GRAVITATION :THE NOVEL (care btw e mai mult decat geniala) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-4203418154996385880?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4203418154996385880/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/dar-n-am-intarziat-nici-5-minute-ba-da.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4203418154996385880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/4203418154996385880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/12/dar-n-am-intarziat-nici-5-minute-ba-da.html' title='&quot;Dar n-am intarziat nici 5 minute&quot; &quot;Ba da am intarziat&quot; &quot;Bine atunci am intarziat 5 minute&quot;'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SUd5qcinqyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kVCIZjcWgtU/s72-c/scan0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-3588962016969247184</id><published>2008-11-25T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:53:19.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoneala mioritica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om cu frica de mama. Dumnezeu si Ruxi'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my life...</title><content type='html'>In primu' rand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/X4nE-uivYR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/X4nE-uivYR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/8OtUrm/music/E7bBeGet/foo_fighters_the_pretender/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the story begins....Well, let's begin with my not so sweet highschool life...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pic la GMB(o_O damn), posibil si la chimie/logica/bio/fizica(treaba cu fizica e ca sper sa iau o nota mai mare sa-mi iasa si mie media bine..."bine" cre ca e prea mult spus....adik cu un 5 si posibil un 4 sau un 5).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am renuntat la cursurile de teatru(si tocmai acum incep si ei sa faca piese...eh anyway nu vroiam sa dau examenu din decembrie....adica in decembrie am 5 teze la care sunt mandra sa zic ca nu stiu nimic...oh yeah....anyway let's be positive)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh...and about me being positive...5 years ago eram atat de pesimista(okay this sounds like an a.a. meeting  like :Hi! I'm Vasile and i've been an alchoholic for 5 years.*sits back down*)....okay so...i've become a little more positive--&gt;but it's also bad....i'm too optimistic(or so i've been told a couple of times) -_-" *direct hit*.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So...other aspects of my life:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;am descoperit ca oameni in romania au o pasiune pentru certuri....they really do....si macar de ar fi pe motive serioase....people love the nothing fights(well... m-am intalnit in statie acum cateva zile cu o prietena din copilarie, amandoua veneam de la liceu....si of course incepem sa vorbim ...din una in alta ajung sa-i spun ca am sanse sa pic la GmB...la care ea incepe sa-mi zica "Ah...da...stiam yo ca tu nu prea te-ai priceput la geografie"...un pic enervata trec cu vederea peste chestia asta, apoi ii zic de faptu ca eram un pic suparata ca s-a desfiintat clubu din care faceam parte si ca nu mai trecem la programu de iarna--da, iarna, o sa ajung acasa pe la 22 fiindca nu se mai scurteaza orele--, in orice caz ea incepe sa faca fitze ca ma dau mare cu liceul meu "din centru" si astfel pana a venit autobuzul am stat amandoua in statie certandu-ne ca doua nebune)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inca mai am that voluntariat thingy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;balu e in 4 zile si e posibil sa nu ne vina trupele fiindca nu s-au vandut toate biletele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so....hm....erm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9138201779381915781-3588962016969247184?l=nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3588962016969247184/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3588962016969247184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9138201779381915781/posts/default/3588962016969247184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyappyliciousuniverse.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome to my life...'/><author><name>Team My Ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612379108317999599</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/_-bm9SQf5dv0/TSjH-frpIgI/AAAAAAAAATk/eLP5xnFD7a4/S220/coke_snorting_teacup_rabbit_by_sebreg-d363xlt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9138201779381915781.post-7823466781437760394</id><published>2008-11-12T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:05:36.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Ala-bala-portocala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-bm9SQf5dv0/SRqRuZ7MyTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/N3rwSzNJadQ/s1600-h/20080419-I_am_by_Aya_Kato.jpg"
