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Personally, I brush every day, at least three times a day and at least floss once a day. My boyfriend on the other hand...well, it's rare. I can't even pinpoint when he brushes his teeth. He's a smoker, so I believe that hides any smell...but it's still so disgusting. He's also not big on taking showers or changing his clothes daily. I got to the point where I can barely handle it, so we'll see if we can work something out... >_

Well said!

This may be far-fetched, but I saw this and immediately thought of that classic saying: missing the forest for the trees. I remember having a conversation once about the space program. We constantly cut funding from NASA for social welfare and such. It won't be for a long time, but Earth is destined to be destroyed some day. The human race won't live on this planet forever. For all we know, an asteroid can solve "our problems" tomorrow! Okay, like I said - that was off topic, but that's just what I was thinking. Overall, this thread started out interesting. I thought people were going to respect each other's view points, but when I got to page 2, I realized I was still on the internet. Everyone thinks differently. I have this conversation with my roommate all the time. She called me an idiot for wanting to "harbor a parasite in my body." It's common knowledge among my friends that I have a family history of miscarriages and pregnancy problems. Tracing back my family tree these problems skip generations and I happen to be in the generation for both sides of my family for *all* of the problems. If I get and stay pregnant, it will be a miracle. As for why I want children...call me naive, but I do truly believe one person can change the world. It might not be my child, but I know I will raise my children right. Looking back on my childhood, my parents should never been allowed to have children. But...looking back on all the harm they did me, I think I turned out a pretty decent individual. Sure, I'm currently going to therapy because I repressed a lot of the bad as a kid, but that doesn't make me any less of a good person. I see those bad experiences as being a positive thing when I raise my children (if I won't be able to have kids, I will adopt...eh, I'll probably adopt either way.) Sure, I won't be able to shape exactly what my children will become - but I know I will be a good mother and I believe that to be of some value. Geez...sorry. I rambled and I don't think any of it made any sense.

I tell the truth.

I honestly can't help you, but I'd love to hear the responses for this! I'm in the same boat - only I'm a senior! (Yeah...I'm going to be one of those Super Seniors I know so many people on campus and I'm involved in a number of groups...but I'm still so alone. A lot of it probably comes from my being a quiet person. But seeing the "I love my girls!" or "Girl's Night!" pictures...it makes me wonder what I do wrong. Last year I honestly didn't have a free minute to spend with people because I was literally either at work or at school.

Pretty much the same for me. Even though I like to focus more on the cute things the guy does, my friends' first question is always about size.

I agree. At least you seem to be pretty good at meeting people. Chances are one of them won't have a boyfriend at somepoint. Either way, I enjoyed reading your random adventures in dating!

This honestly sounds like a conversation between my best friend and I last year. I fell in love (I still consider it that) very early on, but the guy didn't. It was very rough and we went back and forth with dating. The thing that caught my eye was this part of your conversation: "i think you have been very lonely and by yourself so long, that you have latched onto the first guy thats paid you attention. " This sounds like something I would have said...also your reply to that statement also sounds like something I would have said. Just be careful and put a little more faith into your friend's observations.

It doesn't. I wouldn't have bought it if it did.

My roommate got her couches off CraigsList and their wonderful - not disgusting at all! What might sound worse is I got my bed off CraigsList. All I can say is it's might comfy.

I've liked older men (I'm talking men much, much older than me) in the past and the truth is, I've liked their personalities. It wasn't their age, but more of who they were. If a guy the same age or younger had that particular personality I'm attracted to, then I would go out with him. What I'm trying to get at is it's not always the age, money, power, etc., that causes women to date older guys. Also, I agree with what Dako said. It's nice not having some guy stare at my chest all the time while I talk. I also love a guy who actually listens to what I say...in other words, having an actual conversation is attractive! I can't tell you how many guys I know who are the one's that talk throughout an entire "conversation" without letting me get a word in edgewise. If I finally am able to speak, they aren't listening (or even pretending to be). That's an instant turn off for me. (I'd also like to mention that a lot of these guys are those self-proclaimed "nice guys." So this is why I'm kind of negative towards any guy that calls himself that and asks why women don't date him. I know it's stereotyping, but it's a hard habit to break.) Wow...went on a rant there! >_>

Wait...I just looked back through my papers and Lexapro is what they intended to put me on. I know my friend (a paramedic) and his girlfriend (a pharmacist) were really wary of that particular medication. Did they incorporate an anti-depressent with your meds? They never really explained it all too well for me, but they said the effect of the medicine made you had 4-5 "down" days (the depression) but those would be minimulized by the anti-depressent. However, I still think you should talk to your doctor if you're not feeling comfortable with the meds.

I was going to be put on a different medication for my panic attacks, so I'm not sure if they're similar. Mine caused 4-5 days of severe depression and had to be paired with an anti-depressent. Talk to your doctor about it and/or wait it out to see?

Yes, I know there's some good that I have in me...but it doesn't help. To clarify: she's a writer, not an artist. She writes for certain animations on TV. Overall, I'm just comparing intellegence. She has a 180 IQ. Her parents are top animators in Hollywood (Finding Nemo, etc.) as well as top writers for animations. That's how she landed her job. In that regard, I'm not too jealous of her. My parents? ...well, even if they were rich it wouldn't matter. I don't get a dime. I do work hard for what I do. I pay my own bills (rent, school, life, etc.), bought myself a very good car, I'm keep up with school even though I have multiple jobs...I'm just reaching a point where I'm seeing how I poured everything I had into school and, at most, I get nothing in return. If I don't understand something, I make sure I'll get the help I need....in some regards, I'm very independent. But I also see how I'm just crashing. Sometimes I think that maybe I'm spreading myself too thin. I had to take a break from one of my jobs (my full-time-but-the-boss-says-I-only-work-part-time job) because I was ended up with 3 hours at night to sleep. Sometimes I would have a Saturday off. Arg...sorry. I'm babbling again. I know I'm not the worst off, but I am admitting that I am a pretty worthless individual with no true talents to offer no matter how hard I try. I speak and write (not as fluent as I would like...) French, Spanish, and German. I know I have a natural talent at art, but it's like I hit a wall where I can't go any further..... Again, I'm babbling. Basically I feel like I hit a wall. I can't be better that what I am now. So I've spent years trying to be good...this is me just finally giving into the fact that maybe I'll never be as good as I want. I'll still try, but that's just me being stubborn. I've just lost my spark. I guess what truly sparked this is years of seeing myself put my all into learning, practicing, etc....and poof. Nothing. Well, maybe not nothing. I finally got a boyfriend that doesn't abuse me. That's something nice. [[For the record: I really don't know what I just said in the above post. I'm just letting all my feelings rush out into whatever form they want to come out in.]]

I think it's fun, but I don't like it to be too hard. I have to constantly have to be watching my behind around my boyfriend. He loves to spank and sometimes really hard. >_