I upgraded to premium on Cat Tails and I love it! I even designed my cattery page lay-out which I think looks really nice. You may find that boring but who the fuck cares? I don’t cos I love cat tails.
I felt so drained when I woke up. I dreamt that I was inside a burning hourse, my house I think. There were so many people there. Actually they were on a prayer vigil and they passed inside the house then moved on to the neighbor’s burning house. I remember feeling so astonished because none of them helped us put out the fire. I wonder if this dream means anything. It could possibly be caused by the tiring business presentation.
Well I really am complex. Some of the results were contradictory but I guess it’s because I have a lot of facets. Anyway, the results which surprised me are: loving, mature, observant, sentimental, and self-conscious. So okay, I do get self-conscious but that doesn’t happen much. Five years ago I would say this is true but now? I don’t think so! Loving. I don’t think I am loving at all so that blew me away. Sentimental. I don’t think I am. I wonder what made some of my friends say that. Mature. I disagree with this. I’m so childish, even mom said so. This Johari window is a great tool. I’m finding out more about myself and hopefully this will help me become a better person.
For my regular blog readers, I have a small favor to ask. I made a Johari window and if you have some time, please go to kevan.org/johari?name=kareninsilver and choose 5 words you think describe me the best. Thanks!
Happy Slapping is so 2005. To be too
cool for school these days you have to
do the Seagull.
In schools all over London, apparently,
break-times are seeing boys running into the
bogs to masturbate furiously, collect their
jizz in the palms of their hands, then go out
and find a younger kid…. then slap them in
the face while shouting “SEAGULL!”
My day was pleasant although I had a late start. Yeah it was quite nice. I was with some of my relatives for a few hours because we celebrated my departed grandmother’s birthday. I had to go to mass with the rest of them but it was alright. After that we had a not-so-good dinner at a nearby restaurant. My cousin Paul was there so I had a blast and we dared each other to request stupid songs for the singers to sing. I requested the Numa Numa song but the singer didn’t know the song. My cousin asked for “Bawal Na Gamot” and dedicated it to me. The singer didn’t know how to sing that either. We weren’t expecting her to sing those anyway since she’s a jazz singer. We were just being silly.
I had to leave them because I wanted to watch my sister. She was asked to model by an Atenean organization so the place (Rockwell tent) was filled with college cono kids. The fashion show was okay and I liked some of the clothes. I think it lacked organization though but I shouldn’t have expected more since it was organized by some kids and not by professionals. The stage sucked too and it was evident that it was a low budget production. Anyway, my sister modeled 2 outfits and I really liked the first one.
I forgot who the designer is but it had a romantic goth flavor. The second outfit is…uh…poofy? I didn’t like it but the people there did.
I also forgot who designed this. I don’t really care.
Before I end this post, I would like to leave you with this delicious discovery I made last night. The Numa Numa song has never been this appealing. Only Takuya Kimura can sing that stupid song and make my nipples harden.
I’ve been playing a lot with Sims 2 and I made a dementia sim. Now you can have your very own mini me! Make her the village slut, the downtown prude, or make her the queen of your Sims. It’s quite a big file. 3.42 MB which will put a strain on my bandwidth allowance but what the ho. I’m okay with that. I wanted to zip the thing but I don’t have an application to do that. If you do decide to download mini dementia and play with her, please send me pictures! The funnier the better.
