I don't get why keeping your socks on during sex is so frowned upon. Except for in summer, it's just not nice to have cold feet. Also, my feet and most feet I've seen are quite scratchy from the horny skin. As long as you don't have a foot fetish, you don't look at them anyways. So why not leave socks on?
If i let myself feel...All i feel is pain...
everyone tells me to get help for my anxiety but they do that realize that therapy, appointments, talking about it, is a great cause of anxiety. it's not so black and white as "go get help or dont"
this guy is not on the schedule and he already talking about coming in anyways. i hate when people try to come in when they are not scheduled and approved by management.
For some reason it's always really embarassing for me if my parents see that I'm trying to look good, for example when I wear much make up or curl my hair or when I'm wearing something sexy. I just think that it must be weird for them to imagine me trying to be sexy for guys and what it may lead to.
period day 1: ate everything in sight. also, period poops.
I am just having the worst morning. Nothing is going right and I'm just looking like a complete idiot to everyone.
I am going to university but at the same time I'm not going. What I mean is: I'm enlisted, but never actually go there unless I have to in order to not get kicked out. The reason isn't that I'm lazy, it's because I noticed that my major is absolutely not what I want to do, but I just don't have a plan B. I'm trying to find another career option, but nothing seems suitable, and slowly I'm panicking because I can only keep this going for one more semester.
she set my world on fire. Now im going to burn alone in it.
Saw something that reminded me of this, snd now I need to rant. A year ago, I was in a physics 2 class in college. We were assigned a group project that we had to do with the people at our tables. At my table there was my best friend and two boys. The project was building a little model house and wiring it up with lights and a motor. Cool okay, we can do this. My best friend and I said we'd do all of the creative work if the boys would start on the wiring. We would help them once all the creative shit was done. So after a weekend and a couple days of the week, my friend and I had the entire creative portion done. The boys still didn't have anything done on the wiring. So as we sat in class that day with it being a day to work on the project, we forced them to start on the wiring. After about 30 minutes, them giving up, me shoving diagrams of how to do it at them, and them not doing shit, I took over. In about 5 minutes, I had the first circuit hooked up. So I said screw it, my friend and I will do the wiring if the boys will do the paperwork. My friend and I take the next two class periods to finish all of the wiring. Now it's the tuseday before this project is due on Thursday(at 9am). We all agree to meet at 8 tgat thursday morning finish up any small last minute details. I made it clear, I needed the boys to have their parts finished before we met. They didnt. They hadn't done anything. So I'm sitting there with one of the boys as we're waiting on the other. The other was supposed to make the drawing of the house showing all the circuits and all the other parts we were supposed to have. "So did he do it?" The other guy looks at me and shrugs. "I told him to, but didn't get a reply." "Okay, so do it." He sits there. I get back to work on the calculations they were supposed to do. "So do we have the drawing yet?" He goes wide eyed at my question. "Haven't heard from him yet." I grit my teeth and glare at him. "Then get out a peice of paper and. Do. It." He scrambles to get a peice of paper like he's worried I about to hit him. Other guy finally shows up. I pass him one of my calculations. "Rewrite this so it's neater. We're being graded on neatness." About 20 minutes later, we're in the classroom now, rushing to finish (well I am) and I ask him for the 3rd time if he's finished rewriting that. He looks at me and goes "Oh, you wanted me to do that?" At this point, I'm shaking in anger and I'm very close to punching him. Note,I never get this pissed at anyone. I practically yell "Yes! That's why I asked you to do it 3 times!" My best friend (who recently got there from her previous class, she couldn't meet early but met with me before her first class and passed off the needed materials) told me to calm down. She's all for "bitch at them!! Tell them off!" She never tells anyone to calm down. And when it came time to present the project(our teacher snd the other teacher of the physic classes came to each group individually) I sat back and didn't say a damn thing. I let the boys flounder and try and to explain shit they hadn't done. And then later explained everything to my teaher. Never found out the boys' final grade, but I got an A. And on the next project, I had to work with them again(had no choice), they got their work to me a couple days before the deadline I gave them. They did everything I asked them to. They pulled their weight and then some. So moral of the story kids: be a decent fucking group partner, or pull double your weight next time to try and fix your fucked up grade.