Christmas Day

I did get some presents afterall.
I am and am not surprised.
I still want to be vague about my family's negative drama, but one thing I have to say is, I have to give a slight smile that my parents are being cute and bought a Wii nintendo system.
I don't know what my sister got. I slept during the official present giving time, but got my presents later.

But, I don't mind being a Scrooge or a Grinch this year. It has been rough, so I feel no guilt in being a bitch.

One positive thing though was that I finally got around to resetting my facebook password. I logged on since what has been months and caught up with an old college friend a little. I can't help but be jealous sometimes when I see how well some of my colleagues are going. I repress my feelings about it until a later day......

The guy I am dating hasn't called me yet yesterday or today. I'm a little upset. Time will eventually tell, but I really hope to hear from him.

I don't really have a lot to share today, or a whole lot on my mind. I just feel like being more than normal laid back and relaxed today.

What a love life

Right now, I think there are so many hidden agendas going on of people trying to prove themselves it makes things more blurry because of manipulations.

The cattiness is already out there. I'll have some kind of say within the obviousness, but still try to be discreet at the same time. Sometimes, I think it is necessary to be a little expressive and non secretive about things. It is really what I decide to say despite other judgement.

I had fun last night, and it is already getting frustrating with the love life. People will always be critical and whatever of relationships. It is the reason why I like to be secretive with a guy when I first meet him. I like things to be established between the two of us and get to know each other personally before anyone tries to ruin relationships that I take interest in. We're both capable of making our own choices.

In other thoughts, I don't like being put on the spot with major choices so soon. It does not necessarily mean I am rejecting in anyway; it just means I'm not ready to make such a quick or sudden choice.

I am once again a little confused amongst cattiness. The Burmuda just gets too confusing sometimes.

The guy I'm seeing may have a hidden agenda to hurt me or try to push me in a label. We already both see how aggressive I am despite some things. I have also noticed a comforting companionship he can give. So, this kind of contradicts other thoughts of him being out to get me or try to ruin me in some way.
I think some media cats are cute and I smile at him. Other cats, I'm not sure how to take yet.
I did have a good time with him last night.
I don't quite understand everything that is going on in his world or how he feels about everything, but if things work out I still want to take my time with him and hopefully enjoy ourselves.

There are thoughts that I won't say much about for now. I have my own reasons.

I really don't care what people think, I'm going to do what I want to do anyway.


A cat that I have to acknowledge:

http://www.mmafighting.com/2010/12/12/georges-st-pierre-routs-koscheck-post-fight-talk-turns-to-ande/?icid=maing%7Cmain5%7C4%7Clink3%7C30663

With other catty connections, I'm pretty confused with who pierre may be in my world, but I'm appreciative of him.
I don't always like violence or fighting. In this case, with how messed up my life is; patterns I notice; and things that are still used against me to this day, I am happy about it. I think there has been enough drama and stuff going on where it is definitely due and reasonable to have a fight like this.
But with other cats I see, I'm unsure of the motive, or who he may be doing it for.
Nonetheless, I give Pierre a lot of kudos.

Song of the Day

I wonder if there is a funny connection with the lottery. I'm not going to be detailed about my day. I'm not saying that I do have a lover, but I'm just saying this is something I will have to wait for when I find the right man:

The Police

I knew it was planned.
I'm not sure how people expect me to connect the dots.
I'm anxious, restless, and somewhat relieved at what I discussed with the police.
It was actually a matter of gas and batteries.
In a trail of a vague thought I believe more and more that someone has somehow planned my life and maybe even my lifelong destiny. I do not know to be 100% sure.

Anyway back to the subject.
We had our conversation and a couple interruptions while getting my car to run again.

But I am most focused on our day's closure. The second officer who arrived said, "We are the nicest police aren't we." The first time it was calm and confident. Yet, I paused and kind of looked at him. He said it a second time, "AREN'T WE THE NICEST POLICE OFFICERS?!?! YOU BETTER SAY YES!!!!" "OH YES OFFICER, YES YOU GUYS ARE THE NICEST POLICE OFFICERS." I just can't help myself, I then mumbled, "manipulation, manipulation, manipulation." And finally, "Oh it was a nice act!"

Call me a bimbo, call me whatever, but when I say I demand the truth, I do feel obligated to give the truth in return.

It was a nice act. The first officer was being very kind and considerate. The second officer was being very kind as well. It was very nice to have done what they have done. One made himself available for conversation. It was nice that they didn't tow my car and go the extra mile to make it run. But, in my history, a free car boost (while on the clock where money is not really a financial issue) does not add up for what has happened to me. Do I entirely blame the police officers? No. They do have responsibility to an extent, but I do not entirely blame them.
It was actually an exciting opportunity.
I am also thinking it may be reassurance that I am "the chief." lol. No, I don't take it seriously, but it is funny.

I am keeping my lips shut about a hidden and possible pass. I am either connecting the dots the wrong way, or there is a continued aggressive chase going on. I have a hard time believing it; I would suspect that the chaser is most likely a wolf with what has happened and probably a deadly one at that.

Apprentice Response

This episode was all right.
I smile and keep some of the Scotland scatterings to myself.
Biking....
I'm thinking of names and events in my life, where things could be taken in a different way than what they are supposed to. This could be an agenda of Trump's to somehow take a nab at O' Donnel with some of the stuff that I see.
I'll start with the women. It feels mostly high school to me and ~Sigh~ another karma game. Brandy has never directly insulted me before. I felt like she was calling me out for the modesty factor. This is a time where I think she is the closed-minded one. I do have a good bit of experience in this world. What is appropriate conversation with one person, may not be as appropriate with another person. I will remind people that there are motives, levels of seriousness, levels of wanting the truth, when it comes to some information. I do simplify and look down on karma here with the modesty issue because I think that some people are rightly demanding to know some info.
And, unfortunately, even though I am trying to steer my philosophy in a positive direction, I have a feeling that the "pedicabs," were meant as a perversion. I brush my shoulder off at the hooker comment. I did have a bike trip with a tourist that ended in a one night stand. It was for fun, I recieved no money out of it. Conversation is between him and I, and whoever our watchers and interrogators were. (I hate to think of the thought).
He kept asking about what the deal is with "Leeza." I am not afraid to take down my family. Regardless of knowing who's side Trump is on, my aunt Lisa has made harassments several times regarding transvestites. She has also made some other sexually harassing comments that were a motive to compete with me for her gain on some men. And this is when I get in their karma cycle when I say: I just don't roll like my aunt Lisa with competitive insults, that Brandy wants to gang up to call me out with the modest comment.
Not just when it comes to men, but with other issues in general, I think my aunt Lisa is an abusive bimbo. I think she is judgemental and a meaningless, unreasonable block to my success in life. She is another one who is authoritarian in the family. They all are. I do not trust my aunt Lisa, yet I feel ignored when I see ways and other people who allow her to take control of my life. It makes me very angry.
In my translation, "Kelly," could have been connecting Helen Keller to combat and defend against the forced target of being hookers. I understand and relate to Kelly on this one. If it was for the comment alone, I think it is a shame that she was the ultimate one to lose. But, to speak regular English, because she was project manager, I think she could have picked a better location. Wall Street does make sense though once again that matches a little with Helen Keller if we were to suffer the hooker label.
Now, with the guys, only in interpreting possible catty translations, things are not looking good either. The guy that was the ultimate winner looks like Peru man who I suffered sexual harassment from a couple of weeks ago. It was my "Sherry Baby," rant where Peru man literally did speak to me in a different language to say, "If you were paid a large sum of money, you'd suck my cock." It feeds my instincts further with the name of "Chuck Davis," to be his CEO "Leader." Trump, I am so disappointed that you really encourage and further support sexual harassment. If you care to know how I reacted, I said I could talk about various types of sand in the dessert. I'd have to look up the blog to repost it.

This episode has such an ugly ending though.