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You take another look at the small metal box. The box has shiny, clean sides with spherical (and flower patterned) fretwork carved on it. The box is small as a 0,5l flask (or even smaller), has bit rounded corners, shape of a soap maybe and it has a keyhole on the bottom. It hard to tell how the opening mechanism works in it. Your nose has stopped bleeding but you still have an open wound on your arm. Fortunately no pulse in your body has damaged so you're not loosing a tunnel of blood in every five minutes.

You feel a bit hungry and you're loosing blood. You can go South, back to the corridor or look around in this room. You have lint, a throat lozenge, a ballpoint pen and a ciphered note (you've already read it) in your pockets. You're holding a knife in your right hand. There is the small box, the lantern, the barrel and the dead monster on the floor before you.

Green. What is the biggest lie you've ever heard in your life? (it can be about anything and from anyone)

When I was a little kid, I thought everyone is smart and they're just testing me. Therefore I always tried not to behave like the other kids and stayed out of most of the community activites. Then in secondary school it was a must to take apart in those things. So yeah, I was that weird, quiet, calm child with glasses who usually stayed in the classroom between classes.

Dreamworks. Cream-like, vanilla flavoured cottage cheese with chocolate pieces in it or chocolate flavoured sponge cake filled with creamy cottage cheese with lemon zest in it?

It's getting colder and cloudier. The weather forecast said it can be snowing the day after tomorrow. I need to find my warmer blanket.

Cleaning my room, the flat, the house, the universe, everything. Seriously. I like vacuuming all around.

So everyone here is male? Hmm. If only Ross had a beard it would be like Black Mesa where you can't see any women (in half-life 1 at least). He would be the Freeman of course. And we would be the scientists, the guards, the staff and everything else. Then someone would eat all the donuts.

By the way, even if I'm hungarian and my mother language is hungarian I still don't understand a single word from the end of the episode called Tunnel where Dave is speaking something. I read somewhere that it's in hungarian but all I could here is gibberish sounds. I don't know maybe the accent or the tone is not good.

This is interesting. There are some similarities to the hungarian language too. For exmaple, we have different forms of numbers, adjectives and nouns. And pronouns. We have past, present and future tenses and have three modes for the verbs - first when you simply tell or declare something, second when you presume or ask gently, third when you charge to do something (let's go there, do this or that) or warn about something not to do and the sentece ends with an exclamation mark. Our language is agglutinative which means we don't use prefixes or postfixes we build them into the words and - if it's neccessary - change the structure where we added the affix. We have two letter consonants too. Like 'cs, dz, gy, ly, ny, sz, ty'. And a not so typical 3 letter one: 'dzs'. And we pronounce the words as the sounds of the letters logically can be pronounced. -- edit -- Entschuldigung ich kann nicht spreche Deutsch viel .

This is absolutely good! And original indeed.

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Mine is dobostorta. Which is a hungarian cake made from six layers of vanilla sponge cake, each saturated with chocolate butter-cream icing, and topped with wedges of caramel-glaze. In fact I barely use steam nowadays.

Now who the fuck could that possibly be? [/sarcasm] It was a bit annoying or rather weird indeed. Anyways thanks for trying to help getting me feeling better. Now I'm just browsing some 9gag and other stuff.

I feel sadness. I don't know why, my mood's just suddenly changed to this deep, sad, wistful and tired feeling. I feel nobody could cheer me up.

Creating a 3d model in blender while listening to some music. I started from a 2d sketch a I saw about three month ago. First I created a frame from vertices on one of the three orthogonal views then I started to expand it to the 3rd dimension with the help of my imagination. It's not ready yet.

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CyLaBbFextI Well, this is in hungarian language so most of you won't understand the lyrics. But I like it. And I'm listening to this right now.

um, yes . That wasn't too specific. Lime tea or black tea. I prefer the lime tea.

Three of my most favourite (non-alcoholic) drinks are: Banana milkshake. Hot chocolate. Tea.

Hmm, the thing you do usually after a tough day (Insert ::ifyouknowwhatImean:: meme here) causes this? Maybe hormonal disfunction? Though I don't know about these things. So yea, you should go to the doctor for a checkup or something.

Chatting with a friend through skype. And being silly a bit. I mean I answer him with funny or half-joking sentences.

I had a strange dream in the afternoon. In the dream I was walking in a dark corridor one of the buildings of the campus. It was night and only half of the lights were on (they were switched to economy mode). I noticed three strange guys bullying a girl at the other end of the corridor. The girl wanted to refuse, but couldn't. I started to walk over there in a faster pace to see them. I yelled at them to stop bullying her. They started to walk towards me. I told them if they don't leave her, I'll call the police. They were a bit bigger than me and they seemed to be drunk. Suddenly the tallest one pushed me back a little. I strafed right a bit, grabbed his arm, and pulled over while I kicked out his leg with mine. He fell over. The next moment the other two tried to hold me down. I freed myself with my arms and punched one of them in the stomach. I kicked the other one in the nuts. I ran to the corner where the girl was. She wasn't there. I heard her footsteps though. I followed them. I ended up at the upper cafeteria of the building. I searched under the tables. After a while I stood up turned around and she was there. She had a pretty face, brown-grey eyes, blonde hair (with shoulder long cut), wore a light grey T-shirt, white shorts, a pair of white shoes. After I shockingly recognized her (don't know who was she, but in the dream I had the feeling I know her) she whacked me with a baseball bat. Bang! I woke up. Then I realized I slept for only 4 or 5 minutes.