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Saturday, 29 May 2010

is a subconscious sexist

Today I dreamt about being at a conference called by one policeman. He had this idea of making a pinup calendar featuring policewomen and showed us some samples of his photography. I started telling him he's just a sexist and that this won't work. It's hard enough to get them to want to have photos taken of them and he wants them naked in sexy poses, that's nigh impossible. Not to mention why should they want to be photographed by a guy who has 4 photos of an under-aged girl in the toilet?

So I went downstairs to see if the school ceremony ended, it did. But during my upward slide downstairs (yes, it was surreal) I met the two principals who were worried about me passing my course and wanted some opinion on some English translations, mainly the word wielbić...

Then I went though a corridor. It was slippery so I slid all the way through, though I had to make sure not to go near the walls since women were next to a door. The corridor also had to be kept very dark so no one would get a good look at the female species. I was wondering how am I supposed to find an exit in all this darkness but I managed to see an open door on the left at the end of the corridor.

Sunday, 9 May 2010

You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

I'd keep the button for later. There were people who I would make explode some time ago but nowadays there aren't any... I'm sure they will resurface at some point -_-'

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Monday, 3 May 2010

What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

This is actually a very had question due to the principle that the moment I say what the question is that I would lie to, it would be asked of me and I either have the choice of ignoring it or answering thus making people know what my true answer would be. Unless I use the reverse psychology tactic which could backfire anyway! Not to mention, even just giving out the question would give people an idea of what the embarrassing answer would be.

Having said that, I had a problem coming up with one. I'm usually an open person I guess... if asked about things. I don't like going around and saying absolutely everything about me because I don't see a point in it. I finally came up with one sort of question that I would pretty much never directly answer: anything about my friends.

Oh sure, I talk about what people tell me... but in relation to myself and I never use names unless it's okay between all involved. I like keeping secrets and the reputation I garner from not being a blabber mouth allows me to be as curious and nosy as I like ^^

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Wednesday, 28 April 2010

Why do men like breasts?

It is a fascination that has eluded me for many years.

I've been told that breasts are what makes a woman feel sexy. So I suppose the sight of big boobs makes a man think of the woman as a potential sexual partner. There's probably some hormone levels being raised there too.

On the other hand I've been also told that it's something in our ancient ancestry that makes breasts seem similar to butt cheeks, thus calling to our primitive instincts to mate. This one I find a bit of a stretch.

Or maybe it's because media portray big breasted women as beautiful thus if you're going out with one other males see it as you being a lucky bastard. Envy ensues, it's a nice feeling to be the object of envy too...

I'm still looking for a good answer to this question -_-'

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Monday, 19 April 2010

When was the last time you received flowers?

I don't think I ever gotten any flowers from anyone...

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Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Do you have any scars on your body? If so, how did you get them?

I have two scars on each side of my forehead that I got after my doggie jumped on me and bit it off, I would have lost an eye if not for my dad being close enough to hear my screams. I lost a lot of blood that day and remember losing consciousness twice before we reached the hospital.

My other scar is on my stomach, got it from Luna.

I also had a really nice one running down from my knee that my favourite puppy gave me but it healed after a few weeks.

My last one is under the middle finger of my right hand, I got it while I was sparring with my sister. She had this chain with stars and I hit her on the hip, she weaved away in such a way that my hand caught the stars and I split myself open.

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Friday, 2 April 2010