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always have problems meeting girls, i've dated like maybe twice and that was back in highschool, had an online relationship for 4 years that ended badly and am nervous as hell about dating.. im 25 and still a virgin..

Virginity is nothing to be ashamed about. There's the standard eNotalone answer for meeting people and getting out there: Join Clubs with similiar interests to you, don't meet women with expectations(basically live for the moment) and take chances.

And good luck!

somewhat of a femenine look to my face which doesnt help cause im sure people look at me and think im a kid or a chick..

A dashing, well-trimmed beard/goatee combination? Either way, hope I helped a little =)

Dreams are usually fairly meaningless - most non-fruedian psychologists agree that they don't reflect the subconscious like everyone believes, they don't have a deeper meaning or reflect on your life, they're just random.

For example, the last three nights I've dreamt:

Mon: A non-sexual dream about a girl I knew a long time ago

Tues: Flying a plane (weee!)

Wed: Zombies... >_

We don't even know why we dream -- asking why we dream what we do dream?

Scientists theorize that dreams developed as humans began to lose touch and stop trusting in their instincts, the dreams keep your mind alert at least on a background level, and get you ready to move again. It's been proven that dreaming can - for a short while - be influenced by an outside force...

So imagine a primative man is sleeping, a wolf or something creeps up on him, his partially conscious mind is aware of it, the mind sends him a nightmare and just as the dog attacks he jerks out of the nightmare alert and ready to fight.

It's interesting stuff, but off the point. =)

While it was rude of her to say that, people who eavesdrop rarely ever see or hear anything good about themselves. It's a fact of life, I've come to accept that if I have the opportunity to snoop, I should pass it up because all it does is make you feel bad and cast suspiscion.(sp?)

I'm still sorry to hear that she has passed, take comfort in your family - they'll be seeking comfort in you as well, and celebrate all the good in her life rather than focusing on her death.

You and your family have my condolences. ;_;

Wow, I can't imagine that, I devour 500 - 600 page novels on a weekly basis... I find that with reading you need to let your imagination get away with you, don't so much read the words, let them wash over you and into your imagination instead and let that fuel your reading...

That probably made no sense, but I hope it helped =)

Feeling better today, thanks for your replies, I'll take it all under consideration =)

First and foremost, you might get a few more replies if you laid your problem out in a more 'user friendly' way. Now I found your way of typing enthralling, but for most people reading that and all those largeish words would the be akin to picking up a novel and reading the first chapter. You say the most when you speak from the heart, and that just looks a little polished. Something to consider.

Secondly, I'm very sorry to hear about your Grandmother's situation, I know what you're going through - my grandfather died due to a terminal brain tumour earlier in the year, and he was one of the few members of my extended family that I'm - I was - close to.

Thirdly, most problems with good friends can be resolved with the following formula: Giver her space and time to get over her initial anger, apologize without offering excuses for your actions, and let her know you don't appreciate the way she was treating you in a hard time. Real friends will respect it.

I hope this helped =)

Forgive me eNotalone for I have sinned, it has been many days since my last post...

Well, not sinned, not really. I actually don't know. The following is flowing straight from my head through my fingers and onto the screen... How can I make this quick? Um... I hate myself. That's probably the core of it, I hate who I am at the moment, I hate the fact that who I am and who people expect me to be are two different people, I hate the fact that I am capable of hating... I just can't stand who I am at the moment.

The problem with that is that I am the most honest, truest to basic version of myself that I have been in a long time. For the first time in forever I've been standing up for myself, putting my self in situations I might not have been comfortable with, trying to grow both "Up" and as a person.

And the first step I took was cutting out a person in my life, she made me this way, has been for years hollowing out my confidence with her vehement two-faced ways. She's just one of those people who * * * * *es about others behind their backs, even people she considers her closest friends, and I have the auspicious honour of being one of those highly observant people who catalogues and remembers everything - from an outright insult to a subtle shift in behaviour - and then I let my imagination run wild with the "whys?"

Got a bit sidetracked, anyway I told her to go away, to leave me alone. I decided from the first step that I wouldn't stoop to her games, I would take the high road, go above her, be the bigger person. And now I'm wishing I hadn't, because by not defending myself I've put myself in the posistion of having pent up anger and ghosts of things unsaid hovering around me.

And what's worse, is that by not defending myself, I've started questioning whether or not I was right. Whether she really is a horrible person, or if I'm the horrible person...

She's gone and made it a "Choose him or me" scenario with mutual friends, Why should I have to compete with her for friendship? I introduced her to most of these people... god, it makes me tired, I'm tired of feeling like I should compete and fight to have friends - even though I don't. Tired of carrying around two personalities, me and my 'party face' more tired than an 18 year old should be...

I'm hoping to achieve a little peace of mind writing this here, I don't want to talk to anyone about this, I haven't posted in a while because people I knew read this... hopefully they've stopped...

I just want to be feel right...

I second the guy who suggest World of Warcrack, you wont have any free time once you get into it...

Are you sure nothing drastic changed when you were 11? Some event or something?

I've heard of supressed memories causing 'lapses of reality', a time where it feels like an extended deja vu, like you aren't really yourself or you're dreaming for a few minutes when something that reminds you of the event you are surpressing.

If you see a see a psychologist, you might want to ask them about it.

Just say straight up: "I'm not comfortable with you taking my car out, on the off chance something happens the insurance wont cover it." And stick to your guns.

And you can say 'No', real friends might rib you about it, but they'll respect your decision. If they complain and whine then they aren't really your friends, and you're better off without them.

From what I have seen most of the time when a girl talks about being hit on alot they are drama queens who want alot of attention...

Amen to that...

I blame sitcoms...

Hey befor yous go and judge celticghirl, think about why she musta done this (if it was her), she must be feeling really alone and feels like no one cares, so stop judging and think about this poor girl and what she must be going throw right now. Celticghirl if you are reading this please PM me please

My thoughts exactly, has anyone tried to talk to celticgirl or the guy who posted the original story?

Sucks how you hardly ever learn anything positive snooping, doesn't it... =/

Are you the older or younger brother, and by how much? If you're the older the responsible thing to do is ask and talk to your brother about it, if you're the younger then you can ask, but I wouldn't expect an answer.

But what you shouldn't do is go to your parents, he might have done it to you, but two wrongs don't make a right.

Why do you think you can get away

With everything you do and say

Everyone here has had enough

Thinkin' it's time to get rough

Shelly's in the basement crying floods

Your last attack drew too much blood...

SLAM!

What makes you scream and cuss?

SMACK!

Why do you do this to us?

WHAM!

I'm tired of picking up the slack

THWACK!

I'm winding up to hit you back...

SLAM!

You come home drunk like every night

But this time I'm waitin' for a fight

How many bars you drink dry?

While your children sit at home and cry

I hear the key rattle in the lock

It's almost time for us to rock...

SLAM!

What makes you scream and cuss?

SMACK!

Why do you do this to us?

WHAM!

I'm tired of picking up the slack

THWACK!

I'm winding up to hit you back...

SLAM!

You've got no excuse, no alibi

Kicking sand into your eyes

This doors been opened, no going back

Last night was your last attack

Your blows land like hot lead

But I'm not stopping till your dead

SLAM!

What makes you scream and cuss?

SMACK!

Why do you do this to us?

WHAM!

I'm tired of picking up the slack

THWACK!

I'm winding up to hit you back...

SLAM!

Does this make me better than you?

I've won old man, no more to do

No longer that boy you can put down

I fought the king and won the crown

Learn that time passes like grains of sand

While you were passed out I became a man

SLAM!

What makes you scream and cuss?

SMACK!

Why do you do this to us?

WHAM!

I'm tired of picking up the slack

THWACK!

I'm winding up to hit you back...

SLAM!

You're no longer welcome here

'Fathers' no longer your name, I fear

You wont leave another bruise

On my sister, this I choose

You can no longer get ahead

With those dumb things you did and said

SLAM!

What makes you scream and cuss?

SMACK!

Why do you do this to us?

WHAM!

I'm tired of picking up the slack

THWACK!

I'm winding up to hit you back...

SLAM!

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Just in case warning bells went off, I have a great relationship with my parents, one I'm very greatful for. I read a short story today that gave me a very detailed look at the other end of the spectrum, and inspired me to write this... Hope it didn't hurt too much =)

You're not alone, I absolutely hate the telephone. Alexander Bell is right up there at the dinner table with my least favourite people of all history (He sits accross from Hitler, and next to that New Zealand guy from year eight... he's eating trout... the bastard!), as soon as I get on the phone my voice drops two octaves, I stutter rediculously, and lose track of what I'm saying, so I end up sounding like the biggest weirdo...

It helps me a little - not much, but a little - to visualise the person I'm talking to if I know them well enough like I was talking to them face-to-face, how they'd look as they replied, what they look like when they're laughing ect...

I hope this helped =)

As with all personality traits, I believe this is the conditioning of society. Go into Google Images, type in "couples" and see how many come up where the female is taller.

edit Make sure safesearch is on... ;_;

Note the ambiguity of the term palliative: most oncologists use the word to mean any treatment that's not curative; curative means almost certain to eliminate the disease indefinitely. Thus a treatment that lets a patient die in comfort rather than in pain, without changing the term of life, is palliative. And a treatment that lets a patient live ten years longer is also palliative. A few doctors have attempted to eliminate this ambiguity by switching from a bi-modal to a tri-modal classification: a treatment of a terminal disease is curative (eliminates the disease) or therapeutic (extends life) or palliative (provides comfort).

From: Wiki - link removed

My own grandfather was on Palliative care until he died, and while it was painful and dificult, I agree with the definition in that quote - better to go peacefully than in pain.

Heh... people are stupid...

link removed - Wikipediaing it up a notch.

I'm not pharmacy, but I knew several students (some of them went a little crazy, but a couple actually graduated).

So that's how mad scientists get started...

I read your entry. Chillax vermillion, everyone has done that on occasion, and they will do it again in the future. I can recall three times just off the top of my head now, it's nothing to stress about, you're not a unique case when it comes to this kind of social blundering.

If you see someone you want to talk to - stranger or no stranger - find some common point of interest and engage them in conversation. You said when you first noticed him he was staring, I would have - and have - made some hopefully witty comment about the staring. It opens a dialogue without the hassle of prolonged conversation.

Another opportunity would have been to ask him about the books he was reading, his shirt ect... but I bet you've already been through all this in your head. Really, all you can do next time is take the plunge.

Also, I applaud your sensibilities for not getting into his car. =)

The stopovers, we might not see them again, but they were here, and hopefully we helped them find their flight to sunnier shores.

The frequent fliers, who always seem to be sitting in the terminal between flights looking for advice or dealing out little pearls of wisdom to the passerbys, or just bumming around in the off-topic lounge.

The Royal Members, dedicated air traffic controllers sitting in their tower who guide us through the clouds and stormy weather to a safe landing. (I would have crashed my plane ages ago if not for you guys!

The Moderators, hooning around in their little airport buggies with constant vigil, keeping the trolls and spammers at bay with their scary nightsticks. (Great job guys! ^_^)

And then there are the Admins, who tirelessly built the airport that is eNotalone, and watch over it benevolently as passangers disembark, prepare to set off, or settle in for a brief layover here at life's little terminal.

I don't know if this is strictly poetry, but this is how I think of eNotalone, and I wanted to show my appreciation. This is a great site guys! =D

How many? 24 - 40 hours (depending on how much stock arrives in the week)

Do you feel like it worths the effort? Yes

Do you like what you do or just tolerate it? I like what I do, good exercise, independance and responsibility, no one looking over my shoulder - really, that's all I want in any job =P

Do you think ur getting ahead or more like stucked and with not much choices? Didn't take the job as a career booster, I'll probably only last 6 - 9 months with it.

And on that same merit, no online diagnosis can compare with the one a real doctor can give you. If you're feeling sick and the symptons are unknown enough to you that you don't/can't pass it off as a common virus, then you should see a doctor.

And with things like back pain and iron deficiancy can appear to go away when the more serious causes have just diminished, not disappeared. Also because our bodies are so unique in that area, the symptoms you have might not mirror the actual cause, or look like something else entirely.

Online Diagnosis is good for only two things: 1) Finding obscure relief for minor diseases and 2) Convincing yourself you have cancer.