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I know I should know this, so my apologies. A woman on TV was introduced as a transgendered woman, so I assume she was born male, thus a transgendered male would be someone born female. Would a person who lived their life as the gender opposite of that they were born also be considered transgendered if they had no surgery or hormones? From the time I was 5 years old, we woke up at 5am on Mardi Gras to see the drag queen beauty contest a couple of blocks from my house so that aspect was natural to me. The same goes with gay men. Long before i knew anything about sexuality I knew some boys dated each other and that was natural as well. My confusion comes now that being transgendered is more mainstream, and being from the old south,it was ingrained in me to be "genteel"- yes ma'am, no ma'am, etc.i deed some advice on the appropriate etiquette to teach my daughter as it's come up a couple of times. I was in line at a drug store and the person behind me struck up a conversation with my kid and myself. (the kid is 13.) The person appeared physically to be male and wore a t-shirt and jeans- a unisex outfit- but he was in full make-up with dangling green hoop earrings. Was I correct in assuming he's transgendered? More importantly, when he asked my daughter a question requiring a yes or no answer, she didn't know whether to say yes ma'am or yes sir. I hope someone who is trans gendered can tell me how you want to be addressed and rebut some of the many stereotypes and misconceptions. Thanks.


so today i took a "sick day". i was tired and had a headache all day. my fiance's sister called and asked for my fiance. well, my fiance was shopping an hour away with her best friend, so my soon to be sister in law asked me to pick up her daughter lela from school. so, i put on jeans and a t shirt and went to pick her up.
lela's in first grade. in the 2 minutes it takes to get from the school office to my truck i heard "where's mommy? how come she didn't pick me up? i want to see her! can we go to mommy's job? please? where's aunt katie? i wanna se her too! where is she? can we go see her? i don't wanna be with you all day! where are we going? can we go shopping?" yeah...exactly. (lela has the same thing i have, by the way, that's why she got sent home) so when we got home, we colored (yes, we. she insisted i color with her) then i finally got her to watch a movie, and during this movie she fell asleep. when my fiance came home, i was laying on the couch with lela asleep on me.

think i'll get "extra points" for this? (according to my brothers i will...but they're kinda stupid, so...i need a second opinion)


i lost the weight so early and this one im not. I actually do fit into my old jeans, and im happy with my legs! It's just all my stomach. I feel like im still pregnant! Im still a little like bloated under my boobs! I HATE it!!! I am so active and never stop. I live on the 3rd floor in my apartments and am always up and down. Why am i having a problem with my stomach??


My ten year old daughter did this as a timed story while practicing for her 11+. Is it of the right level? I have left her spelling and punctuation errors in - this is exactly as she wrote it. I would be grateful for your feedback, especially if you mark 11 + papers of have kids who have sat them recently. Many thanks

Stumbling in the attic one day, I found a small black box; little did I know that things would start to get strange.....

Trampling down the stairs like an angry rhino I heard my parents talking. My ears quivered as I listened in.

'What if he finds it, what do we say?' my dad asked. In his voice it sounded as if he was hiding something.

'Get rid of it then' Mum's tone was slightly spooky, spooky like a haunted house - but somehow even spookier.

Footsteps made a loud thud as they came closer to the tatty old door. I jumped back and ran halfway up the stairs. My heart was pounding and my knees shook. 'What will they get rid of?' thoughts like this flooded my head like the sea when a grey storm strikes.

'Eeek' that was all I heard before everything went black.........
'Jake, Jake' my mother's calm voice echoed in my head. Finally light seeped in through my eye lids. Yes, I fainted, is that so bad?
Staring up at the ceiling I noticed a pair of green eyes, almost glaring at me. It was the doctor that I had hated since the earth began.

'Oww' I cried as moved my arm. Pain seemed to be filling my tanned arm. Looking round I felt confused. 'Where is my Mum?' I asked, my throat was croaky.

The woman said nothing she just stared like she was in a trance or looking into another void. A tear formed in my eye, not that I cried of course.

Talking seemed to fill the desolate room and some figures appeared. It was mum and dad. Mum's eyes twinkled, their colour matching her hazel brown, fleecy coat. She seemed the same - except her hair seemed more coal black and she was fat, not like my size 10 mum, I was used to.

Dad was diffrent too. He was wearing a suit (normally he wears jeans!) also his eyes were clear blue like the swimming pool in Spain. It was as if I was in a diffrent universe.

I wanted to run, hide cover myself and never show. I tried to get up but my thin pale legs seemed to become idle.

Ever since I found that box my life has been like this. Maaybe if was a curse or maybe it is what mum and dad were talking about. If you want to know, I've never seem them again. they just vanished into thin air leaving nothing, not even a finger print.
Anyway my life is all right with the dog and farm. Apparantly I'm Jake Sharp and not Jake Marx, who I thought I was. Oh and now earth is cool I mean humans are amazing. We can fly and if you think I'm ludicrous - don't its all true, just wait until the future comes to you........
The first line of this story was given and she had to follow on.......
She trying Latimer tomorrow and Dame Alice Owen/ Henrietta Barnet in 2/3 weeks.


My daughter wants to be a dead biker chick for halloween, and we want some finishing accessories for her costume. So far we have a leather harley jacket and matching hat, black turtle neck (its cold out), bandana for around her neck. black jeans, and black leather boots, and leather belt.

Could you give us some ideas for earrings, chains, etc....... anything to just give it the perfect look.

Thanks in advance for all suggestions.


I am just going to add on from last time. Today she came home from school and in her backpack was a science test that was an A. I was so proud of her and I talked with her about her activity lately and she said she will try hard to stop. Then 20 minutes later, her science teacher called saying that she was concerned about the F. My daughter changed the grade by putting a line down on the right side of the f making it an A. I am so mad that she lied, then lied again. I know she does not feel bad about the F because when she said she was doing her homework, I heard her talking about a band with her friend. I am a little upset. all her behaivor and this is not exceptable. how should i punish her. reward systems don't work because she just borrows money from friends. she will say she does her chores, and she does, just not very good. Please help me. she is 12 years old and I do want her to turn into a bad teen. she has a regular life and I just don't get it.

P.S. in part one, I fired the niece as soon as I heard. I meant to say instead of "something like that" maybe taking all her favorite ripped jeans, and replacing them with non-ripped. not diapers. that was just cruel
she doesn't care if I take priveleges away and she doesn't mind being grounded. I need something that is not to bad, maybe a little humiliating?


i am curious about my daughter and i was wondering if a size 0 would fit her. She is 10 and is 70 pounds would the skinny jeans fit her tight if she had a size 0


I'm 13 and love writing. PLease let me know how you like my story. THanks.

A girl the age of 17 strolled through the vast forest, stopping to look at the wild floweres blooming in throngs of 5 and occasionally standing still to let the sun that shown down through the leaves and shine into her ivory face...
She breathed in the wonderful spring air, sighing with satisfastion.
perhaps her mothers idea to send her to live with aunt eliot and uncle andrew was a good idea.
She listened.
The birds chirped songs, the wind whispered secrets unknown, and the occasion clucking as one squirrel chased another made her smile.
CRUNCH.
Elie opened one eye, and raised her eyebrow. That wasn't natural.
"Hello!' said a cheery, bright voice.
Elie whirled around, her bunch of golden curles flying this way and that.
There stood, to elies surprise, a tall man with red wild hair and green eyes.
He was very disheveled and his irish voice was warm.
"Hi...?" She asked, her voice a little weary from the long trip from canada to america.
"fine day, isn't it?" He asked, smiling.
"Sure." She nodded politley with a smile.
"You live on the shamels property?"
"Yes, well, until fall comes. Eliot is my aunt."
"I see."
"And you? I haven't heard of anyone else living with them."
"I don't" He laughed "I work for them. I take care of their land." He explained.
"Oh. Well, nice to meet you...um, i don't think i caught you're name."
"That's because i didn't tell you." His smile became a frown.
"Oh..." She mumbled, unsure of what to do. Had she offended him?
He burst into laughter, "I'm Gary. I've worked on the farm since i was 15. The shamels are very good people."
"Yes, they are." she said, amused yet a tad bit irratated with his since of humor.
"Won't you walk back to the house with me? How old are you again?"
"Sure." They turned and began their walk. "I'm 17...and yourself?" She asked.
"19. 20 in may."
"Cool." She nodded, hands in her jean pockets.
"You're emilys daughter, right?"
"Yes." she smiled, remembering her disparing mothers face before she left for america, her red nose and puffy eyes the effect of crying over her daughters departure, even though she had been the one to come up with the idea to send elie off to eliots house.


I love my family but none of them seem to understand me and I don't seem to fit in with any of them...I'm 18 years old and I'm quiet, nice, fun, smart, and I'm think I'm a pretty responsible person...but I don't fit in with any of my family and I don't know why...ever since I can remember I've been different from all of my family members...for starters my mom has 3 kids...my brother, my little sister, and myself...my 5 year old sister is an all out girly girl...she acts grown (like she's 16) she's already into purses, fake nails, boys, etc....and my mom lets her get away with so much...the reason why......so she can be my exact opposite....when I was 5 years old I was quiet, shy, but playful , and funny...I think I was a pretty normal 5 year old child...my mom didn't allow me to do as much as my sister so I guess I wasn't normal...I'm not sure...but my sister is more girly than I am...I wear sneakers she wants to wear heels...I wear jeans she wants to wear short skirts....(you guys see where I'm going with this??) I play video games and my sister wants to do her nails...my mom always compared us and she said that she wants my sister to be my exact opposite...I'm not 100% tomboy because I still dress like a girl and act like one but I don't feel comfortable wearing heels and doing other stuff like that...I'm straight (I don't like girls)...it hurt me so much that my mom didn't really accept the fact that she had 2 daughters that are different...I thought that I got away from all of that when I moved with my dad...but I realized that was wrong...on my dad's side I've always been different (they're loud...I'm quiet....their freaks...I'm a virgin...you get the picture) I have a cousin on my dad's side...we're 2 months apart she has a 4 year old son......well I don't.....everybody on that side is gossiping about something...I don't see the point in gossiping so I'm just quiet.....on my mom's side my aunt (her sister) and my grandma treat me like I'm slow...I hate going shopping with them because they always have something to say about the stuff I like...like I said before I don't wear heels...well because I like to shop in Foot Locker they said that I have flat feet and that all my sneakers make me walk like a duck....I don't walk like a duck...whenever I look at something that I like I turn around and their wispering and commenting about me...why am I the topic of discussion?? I've already had to deal with disapproval from my mom...now this!!! I realize I'm different...but it hurts that nobody seems to understand me...not my mom, not my grandma, nobody in my family for that matter!!! I question God and ask him why did he make me this way?? Why didn't he make me just like them?? I'm so confused...how should I go about this?? What positive could come from this??
Ok...people...first of all I'm not wining...and I'm not blaming God for anything...I'm just asking why I'm so different...and the whole freaks virgin thing....well its the truth...all my family members seem to think about is sex...they talk about it and their lives seem to revolve around it...and they admit it!!!!!! So if your comment is like that please delete it or don't even bother to comment!!!!


ok my best friend's mom,insults me behind my back cause she only eats stuff healthy.And im kind-of fat(i mean average) and she said all kinds of crap like:she looks bad in skinny jeans,or,im overweight or she don't want her daughter coming over cause she'll end up like my aunt(my aunt is kind-of overweight) which is rude!what should i do?


In the beginning it was just my mom, my little sis rose, and me walking inside a mall and enjoying our time as mother and daughters. It wasna��t until we got home, I noticed what my mom was really trying to do. She was saying good bye to me and rose for good because she was leaving rose and me with my aunt, Jean hathaway. My aunt, Jean, was the most funniest person to live with.

a�?Dona��t worrya�? she said to me a�? I will still be able to see you once things are settled, and when I move out.a�?
a�? like thata��ll happena�? I replied a�? I mean you say youa��ll see me, but youa��ll just leave me with aunty; you always do!a�?
All my mom did was sigh and retreat outside to talk to my aunt and she said something that worried my aunt more than it should have. I was capable of maintaining a stable life with or with out my mom and ever since my dad died I was perfectly able to take care of me and my little sister, Rose. oh, I guess I never introduced my little sis, Rose. Rose has always been a supporter, and she was not your regular student; rose was a genius. Rose had a way of persuading people to do what she said even though it was also hard on her for loosing our dad in that car crash. After that, Rose was silent for a very long time, but soon enough she went out of her shell and started to communicate with some of her old friends who excepted her back with open arms. Many things changed after our fateful father a�?dieda�? in a mysterious car crash with me and my sister inside with him two years ago. They could not identify if the body was even our dad or any one else, and since I had amnesia, I was useless.

a�? come on Leah lets hit the rode before we hit the traffica�? called our aunt from the car taking me out of my reverie.
a�?sure, Ia��m coming aunty Jeana�? I yelled back
If only I could remember what happened things would not have happened, I would be at school playing volley ball with me friends Ally and sam. Let me explain that, since I cana��t remember who was with me in the car besides my little sis, they decided it had to be my father because he never came back home even though they found a burned body that couldna��t be identified, so they pronounced him dead. I had to stay with my mom; now my mom does not want to deal with me and she tried to take Rose away from me, but Rose would not allow to be away from me for one second. Next thing I knew Rose was with me going to my aunts house in Denalli.
a�? youa��re going to like Denalli, girls.a�? my aunt said to me and Rose. a�? ita��s hot and therea��s sometimes rain there.a�?
a�?greata�? I muttered a�? maybe there will be more time to spend in doors than out side.a�?
my aunt then never spoke out for the whole ride there towards her home town. We were now in Denalli and it was the most muggiest place I have seen. It looks like my aunt had her weather wrong about Denalli; she was never into watching the news these days anyway, and she would always say that watching the news were for boring people. As we drove into the drive through, I saw three pale boys playing basketball on a drive way. Once I got out of the car, the boys suddenly stopped playing their game. They were staring at me and my little sis and then resumed their game; all of them played except for one of the boys, who was looking at me; more like observing me with his eyes. Next thing I knew he turned his head when I looked at him. Was it me he was looking at? or was he looking at the car? My aunt owned a beautiful red toyota that was always shiny. Maybe he was looking at the car and i just interpreted wrong? I wanted to be sure what he was looking at, so I turned my head again. Once I did, the boy turned his head quickly again. hmm this was interesting.
a�? Aunty Jean, who are those boys?a�? I asked
a�? Oh, those boys go to the school I teach at.a�? she replied.
a�? whoa��s the one observing them, the one that stopped playing with them?a�? I asked another question.
a�? Oh, that Dimitriusa�? she replied. a�? hea��s the captain of the basket ball team, and those boys that I told you go to your new school are all part of the basketball team and his brothers.a�? so the mystery boys name is dimitrius?
a�? why?a�? she asked curiously a�? do you want me to introduce you to them?a�?
a�?What!a�? I almost nearly yelled. I would be too embarrassed to interrupt their game just to say hi to me! a�? No, ita��s okay I just wanted to know the neighbors thats alla�?
a�? Dona��t be ridiculous Leaha�? she said a�? Ia��ll introduce you. Oh boooooooys! can you be dears and come over here for a second and help me!a�? she yelled across from the road. They all looked up and ran across the street, including, Dimitrius, the one who was staring at something I didna��t know.
a�?Hey Ms. hathaway.a�? they all said in unison. a�? Did you need some thing?a�?
a�? Well..... I do.a�? she said a�? can you introduce yourselves to my two nieces and help with some of the heavy equipment? they will be living with me from know on and I want them to know everyone in Denallia�?
a�?Surea�? said one of them, he was really


Envy "[Envy] has the ugliness of a trapped rat that has gnawed its own foot in its effort to escape." - Angus Wilson

Name: Lana Waters

Sinner: Mommy

Sin Detail:
Spring 1986 - Gawky middle-schooler and future mother Crystal Waters requests permission to attend a weekend-long chaperoned outing with friends to see devil-pop super-group Tears for Fears on their "Songs From the Big Chair" world tour as it passes through nearby Atlanta, Georgia. Soundly reprimanded for unholy interests by her decent, Reagan-voting mother and father, Crystal is expressly forbidden to attend the concert, ordered instead to spend the weekend in quiet contemplation of her wayward thinking. Monday finds Crystal's friend and would-be concert-mate Carol-Jean McCarthy swathed in the cheap cotton of an over-sized Tears for Fears t-shirt, which an unrepentant Crystal will covet with white-hot passion for the entire 11 months the shirt remains in Miss McCarthy's garment rotation.

Punishment: Right arm of second-born daughter (Lana)


Do you want to take a chance like this woman did? shouldn't we all repent now while we still can? OH EM GEE!!!
Let's see how many people have a sense of humor here.
One person so far understands what satire is. LOL Unreal. Is humor really lost on the religious?
This is really sad. 2 People in 10 understand it's a joke and satire. This was taken from a joke website. And look at how serious and personal you all take it.


do you think she's getting high?
i found a lot of it


She is 5'8 and very narrow. She is between a 3 and 5 in Juniors. Any suggestions on where I can find jeans. She does not like the skinny jeans. I need longs..hard to find. She does have a bottom so she is not able to wear low waist jeans or else you know what shows! I am looking for a department store in a mall or suggestions that we are able to go to and try them on..really not looking for a website to buy them off of. Thanks for your help.


My boyfriend and I are going through a rough patch... I was laid off, and my boyfriend and his father have a company together. The business is going slow, and he has not collected a paycheck in about 3 months. We decided about a few months ago that we should move into my mothers house (she travels a lot with work) so that we could get back onto our feet. When we told his mother about this, she insisted that we move into there guest house, so we did. When we moved in, it was great...we had our own little house, and are saving money like crazy!! Then, the table turned....and his mother became a nightmare along with his sister who is a senior in highschool. At first, his mother, sister and I got along great, but recently it seems like they are out to get me :)

After a few weeks of living there, his mother found clothing of mine that his sister has been taking from a�?our house.a�? The first time I was a little irritated, but thata��s when I told her, if she ever wanted to barrow something just come ask. I guess she took it as if I was mad, and went and told her mom that the only reason she took some clothes was because I barrowed her jeans, so she thought it was ok to just help herself. Well...b4 we moved in, we came over to his rents house for dinner and I had a a�?girl accidenta�? so I asked his mother if I could barrow a pair of jeans, so she let me barrow a pair of jeans that I gave his sister a week ago. The funny part is when she came home she complimented my jeans, and I told her that these are the ones I gave her, and explained to her that her mother loaned them to me b/c of what happened. Anyways... after his sister went and complained to his mother, his mom came down and had long talk with me about how we girls need to stay out of each others closets, so I explained that the jeans her daughters referring to were the ones she loaned to me way back when. But his mother completely just disregarded what I said and gave me a huge lecture on how I need to respect her daughtera��s personal space. Well, to this day she still is coming to a�?our housea�? and taking clothes with out asking.

My boyfriendsa�� mother and sister are very materialistic, and with the family business being slow, you need to learn to be more conservative. Well one night my boyfriend starts venting to me about how the girls are constantly shopping, and how its frustrating because he is not receiving a paycheck. He goes up to the rents house, and ita��s only his sister and his mother there, so he starts talking about the situation with his mom. Next thing I know, I am receiving a tun of text messages saying how I should stay out of the financial part of their family, and how I am using her son for money! First, I have never asked my boyfriend for anything, and I have stuck by his side through him not getting a paycheck...which he is still owed about 8! My boyfriend comes back to a�?our housea�? and is HOT in the head over the situation with his mom and sister talking about me, while he was up there trying to have a a�?business conv.a�? I never responded back to the text messages, and my boyfriend and I were distant from his mom and sister for a few weeks.

When I think things are getting better, just more things come up...and I am about lose it! I am so madly in love with my boyfriend, and even through these hard times our relationship is GREAT!! I am just scared of me breaking down, and me putting a middle finger in the air and walking out...on the best guy in the world!


in an attempt to keep them looking nice, i washed them on a cold/cold cycle and air dried them...most of the way. I threw them in the dryer to dry completely and make soft...well apparenty my daughter had a silver and a gold crayon in her pocket, and it is all over everything!...and no it doesnt look cool! there are some spots about the size of a nickel and TONS of small spots. All of the jeans were dark(ish) so its really noticable.
How can i get it out?
Is there a way to do it without treating each spot? it would take all month!
All of these jeans were just purchased in August : ( and of course i'll be blamed for not checking the pockets...oh well
ok, so all the methods i saw online were really complicated and would involve me having to go buy stuff...so i put them in the washer with extra laundry detergent, on a warm/warm , 'super' cycle which is 14 min. and it all came out!!! yay me.
all that other stuff was unnecessary.


any of these things?

kindergarden
ball
bat
bed
book
boy
bun
can
cake
cap
car
cat
cow
cub
cup
dad
day
dog
doll
dust
fan
feet
girl
gun
hall
hat
hen
jar
kite
man
map
men
mom
pan
pet
pie
pig
pot
rat
son
sun
toe
tub
van
1st Grade

apple
arm
banana
bike
bird
book
chin
clam
class
clover
club
corn
crayon
crow
crown
crowd
crib
desk
dime
dirt
dress
fang
field
flag
flower
fog
game
heat
hill
home
horn
hose
joke
juice
kite
lake
maid
mask
mice
milk
mint
meal
meat
moon
mother
morning
name
nest
nose
pear
pen
pencil
plant
rain
river
road
rock
room
rose
seed
shape
shoe
shop
show
sink
snail
snake
snow
soda
sofa
star
step
stew
stove
straw
string
summer
swing
table
tank
team
tent
test
toes
tree
vest
water
wing
winter
woman
women
2nd Grade

alarm
animal
aunt
bait
balloon
bath
bead
beam
bean
bedroom
boot
bread
brick
brother
camp
chicken
children
crook
deer
dock
doctor
downtown
drum
dust
eye
family
father
fight
flesh
food
frog
goose
grade
grandfather
grandmother
grape
grass
hook
horse
jail
jam
kiss
kitten
light
loaf
lock
lunch
lunchroom
meal
mother
notebook
owl
pail
parent
park
plot
rabbit
rake
robin
sack
sail
scale
sea
sister
soap
song
spark
space
spoon
spot
spy
summer
tiger
toad
town
trail
tramp
tray
trick
trip
uncle
vase
winter
water
week
wheel
wish
wool
yard
zebra
3rd Grade

actor
airplane
airport
army
baseball
beef
birthday
boy
brush
bushes
butter
cast
cave
cent
cherries
cherry
cobweb
coil
cracker
dinner
eggnog
elbow
face
fireman
flavor
gate
glove
glue
goldfish
goose
grain
hair
haircut
hobbies
holiday
hot
jellyfish
ladybug
mailbox
number
oatmeal
pail
pancake
pear
pest
popcorn
queen
quicksand
quiet
quilt
rainstorm
scarecrow
scarf
stream
street
sugar
throne
toothpaste
twig
volleyball
wood
wrench
4th Grade

advice
anger
answer
apple
arithmetic
badge
basket
basketball
battle
beast
beetle
beggar
brain
branch
bubble
bucket
cactus
cannon
cattle
celery
cellar
cloth
coach
coast
crate
cream
daughter
donkey
drug
earthquake
feast
fifth
finger
flock
frame
furniture
geese
ghost
giraffe
governor
honey
hope
hydrant
icicle
income
island
jeans
judge
lace
lamp
lettuce
marble
month
north
ocean
patch
plane
playground
poison
riddle
rifle
scale
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I'm turning 14 almost 15 in 1 month
i'm like in between 5'3 and 5'4
wear size 5 - 7 in jeans.
But i'm big boned too you see
Do you think that's fat ?!
My mom keeps saying i'm fat, and i have a aunt that wants me to lose weight to work with her >.< and her daughter-in-law is much larger than me..


I found this monologue online and showed it to my family, but they really didn't like it:
Do you realize that tonight is the most important night of my life? Oh my God! A�Do you? A�It's like totally more important than cheer tryouts. A�It's more important than my first kiss, the first day of middle school, the first day of high school, the first day of Driver's Ed, more important than my driver's license, more important than any of my ex-boyfriends, more important than my current boyfriends... A�I mean boyfriend. A�It is the pinnacle of the high school experience. A�The prom. A�Prom night. A�The night that I will remember for the rest of my life. A�I spent six hundred dollars on my dress. A�Anyway, Jane Hickman spent a thousand... A�She's a total daddy's girl. A�For her sixteenth birthday, her Dad bought her a brand new Ford Explorer. A�For my sixteenth birthday I only got a two year old Taurus. A�Whatever. A�Some girls are just born with a silver spoon in their mouth. A�She's such a snobby little rich girl. A�A little rich girl whose parents buy her anything she wants. A�Her parents have a swimming pool and a tennis court. A�All we have is a jacuzzi. A�One time she told me she (Makes quote signs with her fingers.) liked my outfit. A�She's such a snob. A�I know what she meant. A�She was making fun of my new designer jeans. A�She thinks they're out of fashion already. A�Skank. A�Oh well, I'm not going to let Jane Hickman ruin the most important night of my life. A�My six hundred dollar dress is way more stylish that that over-priced rag she's gonna' wear. A�That little witch. A�That little slut. A�I'm gonna' be homecoming royalty for sure. A�Homecoming queen! A�I hate Jane Hickman. A�Hicky Hickman, 'cause she's always got a hicky on her neck. A�That little hootchie mamma better not be getting on the royal court. A�I'd just kill myself if she was homecoming queen. A�I'd kill myself! A�It's bad enough her dress cost more. A�It's bad enough she's got a newer car. A�It's bad enough she's got a pool and a tennis court. A�I hate my parents. A�I can't believe you're related to my Mom. A�She's so lame. A�At least you have money. A�We sure don't. A�Why don't we have a pool and a tennis court? A�My Mom is so lazy all she does is sit around at the computer. A�My Dad's never around. A�He's always at the (Makes quotes with her fingers again.) office. A�Whatever that means. A�Like if he was at the (Makes quotes one last time.) office, he'd be making money right? A�Well, maybe he needs to get his butt in gear and get his daughter a fifteen hundred dollar dress so she doesn't look like a bag lady at the prom. A�That's what I'm going to look like. A�A bag lady! A�Jane Hickman is gonna' be prom queen for sure. A�This is gonna' be the worst night of my life.

Do ya'll like it. Its for a tryout? If you don't like it could you post a website url or one that you like. Thanks :)


I apologize in advanced for this being long.

Her father left when she was an infant and I've dated one guy for a year since then and she was 4 and doesn't recall him at all. She's almost 16 and she makes remarks like "you can't get a man" and "why would he ever come over" (on telling her that she has to be nice if he ever comes over, even though she doesn't really talk much to my friends because she's very shy). She saw him once at where I work and along with the previous remarks, she made "fun" of him and he's easy to make fun of.

Me and the man I'm interested in went to the movies tonight and I never told her that we were going out, I guess she assumed? Anyway, when she came home, roughly around 2 hours before he was to pick me up, she showered, straightened her hair, put on a new v-neck sweater, a pair of jeans, and did her makeup. Then she made dinner, ate a few bites of her soup, made a pitcher of tea, tried to talk to me about how weird the new herbal tea she was trying was like, only I was trying to watch tv, so I didn't pay much attention, and then she went in her room and the 15 minutes he was in the house, she didn't come out of her room, therefore, she never saw him.
I went and opened her door, she was on her laptop laying in her bed and when I said we were leaving she just said "okay" in a bored tone.

Any suggestions on how to describe her behavior? Any suggestions on how to fix it? Thanks
x


saw the on friday but need to know what will happen to my shares..it seems to me they roll into the new company but i would like a second opinion for GPSNQ ...................
Falconhead Capital Forms GPSI Holdings, World's Leading Provider of Cart-Mounted Gps Services to Golf Courses


Three-Way Merger Creates Market Leader With Systems Deployed on Nearly 1,000 Courses; Extensive Synergies Position New Company for Long-Term Success
NEW YORK, Oct 16, 2009 (BUSINESS WIRE) -- --Partners With Greg Norman
Falconhead Capital, LLC, a private equity firm specializing in consumer-focused businesses in the leisure, lifestyle, sport and media categories, today announced the formation of GPSI Holdings, LLC ("GPSI"), the world's leading provider of cart-mounted GPS services to golf courses. GPSI was created through the acquisition of and subsequent three-way merger of GPS Industries, Inc., ProLink Systems, Inc., and a series of assets previously owned by David Chessler, who has been named CEO of GPSI. GPS Industries was acquired through a sale process conducted under Section 363 of the U.S. Bankruptcy Code. Financial terms of the transactions were not disclosed.

Falconhead has immediately established GPSI as the leading player in the golf cart-mounted GPS industry globally, with systems deployed on nearly 1,000 courses predominantly in North America and Europe. Falconhead expects that the acquisition of these businesses at very attractive valuations, and their combination, will result in significant cost, revenue and technological synergies that will position GPSI for significant profitable growth. In particular, GPSI will implement extensive product and service improvements that will benefit customers and enhance the playing experience for players around the world.

Falconhead's partner in GPSI is Greg Norman, the professional golfer and head of Great White Shark Enterprises, a corporation primarily focused on golf. Mr. Norman, a long-time member of Falconhead's advisory board, was involved in conceiving and executing the transactions. He will own a significant equity stake in GPSI and has entered into an agreement to promote the company's business.

As part of GPSI's long-term growth strategy, the Company has established an exclusive partnership with Club Car to leverage its sales force of more than 120 representatives and its extensive global distribution network. Club Car, a member of the Industrial Technologies sector of Ingersoll-Rand plc (NYSE: IR), is a leading manufacturer of golf cars, utility vehicles and a wide range of task-oriented vehicles serving multiple markets.

David S. Moross, chairman and chief executive officer of Falconhead Capital, said: "We are proud to create the leading provider of cart-mounted GPS services to golf courses. The transactions that led to the formation of GPSI Holdings further demonstrate our ability to pursue and complete complex investment opportunities, and the new company is highly complementary to our investment strategy given our long ties to golf, and our expertise in leisure and lifestyle. By bringing together these three businesses, we have created a new company with the financial strength, operational efficiency, technology expertise, business model and geographic reach necessary to succeed over the long term.

"We are fortunate that our friend Greg Norman is our partner in GPSI, given his immense stature in the golf world as a player and businessman. We look forward to working together to further build this powerful platform," Mr. Moross concluded.

Mr. Norman said, "This transaction further promotes the consolidation of the industry which started with GPS Industries' acquisition of UpLink in late 2008 and now includes the merger with ProLink and ProView. This consolidation, together with other strategies, several of which specifically capitalize on the current economic landscape, will position GPSI to realize its full potential. It has been a pleasure to work closely with David and the Falconhead team, and we look forward to a very successful venture."

About Falconhead Capital

Falconhead Capital, LLC (www.falconheadcapital.com), with $500 million of assets under management, is a private equity firm established in 1998 to provide investors with significant long-term capital appreciation by investing globally in consumer-focused businesses in the sport, leisure, lifestyle, and media categories. In addition to NYDJ, Falconhead Capital's current portfolio investments include Competitor Group, Inc., Extreme Fitness, Inc., Not Your Daughter's Jeans, Our365 (f/k/a Growing Family), Escort, Inc., and Premier, Inc. Past Falconhead portfolio investments include, among others, National Powersport Auctions, Maritime Telecommunications Network, The Golf Warehouse, and ESPN Classic Europe, LLC.

About Great White Shark Enterprises

Great White Shark Enterprises is a multi-national corporation headed by Greg Norman with offices in West Palm


I have bought size 0 and they are to baggy. What is a good brand and what is a smaller size.
she is very skinny. She has a BT(brain tumor) but other than that a happy normal 8th grader. Her growth is a effect from the BT. She want to wear jeans that are snug like the other girls. She eats normal. Very healthy, lot of veggies. .. I am very serous on the jean problem. Size 12 slim are to short. 14 slim baggy.


Okay I am kind of a baby name junkie (same with dog names)

And I was just thinking of our original list. We've picked out our Daughters name already. And I'm thinking wow if we ever have another child, I hope we have a boy because you just can't top the name Chyler.

Part 1: Anyways out of these names which are best and why? Which should never be used and why?



Boys:
Sawyer Lee
Micah Alexander
Samuel Aiden
Wyatt Christopher
Aiden Wyatt
Benjamin Scott
Dominic Matthew
Jesse James
Cullen James
Camden Michael
Jackson Scott


Girls:
Chyler Alexis
Ariel Marie
Madelyn Jean
Ziva Noelle
Ellis Elisabeth
Katelyn "Kate" Savanah
Alexis Leigh
Lexie Marie
Isobel "Izzy" Kate
Ireland Brielle


Part 2: The two names we ended up choosing were Sawyer Lee and Chyler Alexis. We are having a girl so her name is Chyler Alexis.

If we were to ever have a second child: Boy or Girl what would be a good name? (This is just for fun. Again I feel its kind of hard to top Chyler)


Suggestions are welcome (By the way Lee/Leigh, Marie, Savanah, Elisabeth are all family names)
Last name is 1 syllable: rhymes with Ride. (doesn't start with an r though)
I've loved the name Isobel and Lexie for like 12 years. It has nothing to do with greys.

(the name Ellis really isn't on my list I just threw it in to add another name)


Very small in the legs, about 5'5" and 100 lbs. Where is a store she can get pants that would fit m daughter? She is small and regular stores like macy's and target do NOT fit her...any suggestions?


my 8 year old daughter will not wear jeans. when i pick out her clothes she will fight ad cry because I want her to wear jeans. her dad lets her wear sweats to school which i would rather her wear at home, but it becomes a constant battle. I have stopped letting her pick out her clothes period because the fighting just doesnt stop. am I doing someting wrong... any ideas?


I am 22 weeks along (well tomorrow I will be), and my fiance and I want to start picking a name for him. He will have a Hebrew middle name, but we can't decided on one. Any suggestions? We have 3 little girls; Gracie Rose, Taylor Ann & Riley Jean and we want his name to go with theirs. Our late daughter is Mollie Kate and we were thinking of naming him after her but we don't want to burden him and we want him to start out without baggage. Any subtle ways of naming him after her? Also we love more trendy names. Not names that are too popular but, are modern & trendy. More unique, but not TOO TOO crazy. Any suggestions? Thanks in advance!


Okay, today is thanksgiving, and my b-day. I am turning 14. But ever since i was around 12 to about now, my dad has been acting weird around me. Yes the age when puberty started and developing. 1st of all, he stares at me. Whenever i walk around or do something or my mom isnt around(or my younger sis) he stares at me in a weird way. And not like "oh im so glad and proud your my daughter" kind of way. But a way like he would look at some really hot girl or something. He stares at me and eyes me up and down. He looks at my butt mostly though. 2nd, i have noticed that when i use the bathroom, i hear him standing outside it, and once he tried to open the door, thank god it was locked! He just jiggled the handle a little. 4th, everytime we are out, he stares at girls my age like from 13-16 and says "mmm, mmm" or makes a rude comment about their body like" look at that butt" or something. And they are my age!! And lastly, everytime i hug him, or he hugs me, he tries to touch my butt and my back, and my hips, but i move away, and he pretends it didnt happen. He used to touch my but when i was little, but like in a baby way, like a little kid. But now that im older its just wrong! I told him to stop, and i have been avoiding him alot, and this behaivior has only increased. Plz help he is soo weird. I cant tell my mom, i dont have a close relationship with her, or aounts or anything. Any ideas what this might be. Like why hes doing it?? Also, i am his step daughter, i met him when i was 2 and a half. Also, i dress appropriately, my mom would never let me wear anything too revealing. Usually just jeans and a t-shirt. Any ideas what this might be?? Thaks everyone, and happy thanksgiving.


I went to my counselor and asked her how I could figure out which major to pursue. I went to the career adviser to take an assessment test.

But here I am, still stuck. I'm in the middle of studying for a biology midterm, but I can't even concentrate. Random thoughts keep entering my head and now I'm back to thinking about my life.

I think I have too many issues, too many setbacks to go anywhere. I really do want to go SOMEWHERE, but this somewhere doesn't seem to belong here.

Is this making sense?

I have a strong desire to make my parents happy because they are growing old. I can't stop thinking about my dad's only pair of worn out jeans, which he's been wearing for years because he wants to save money for us - his daughters. And my mom, she's getting body aches from working long hours.

I just want to cry whenever I feel like I can't make them happy by doing what they want me to do. They want me to get a stable job, a profession in pharmacy, law, engineer, etc. But thing is, I don't think I have the right material to get into any of those professions.

I know I like drawing, reading, and writing. I like thinking about people and life.

That gives me pointers to where I belong (the arts and humanities, maybe?), but even knowing it doesn't get me to it, because I suspect I lack skills in social functioning. I can't imagine myself living with people and trying to cope with the strict framework of society (so if I can't even live properly, for life is a burden already, how can I top myself with another responsibility - a job?) I've tried, for YEARS even, but the more I try and the longer it's been, the more resigned I am becoming because I'm not changing one bit.

I'm still afraid of people, I still say all the wrong things without knowing it (good friends would explain to me), and I still am oblivious to all the things that are common sense to people.

I don't understand what my issue is. I don't even know where I can go in life.

Time's passing and I'm just getting sadder.
I don't think anyone could help me here, but I don't know who else to go to and share all my problems with. Doesn't seem like anyone understands. So I guess this is part cathartic and part hopeful that someone will really help me this time.


my mum and dad are becoming really strict with me (15 years old, 16 in 4months) and my 14 year old sister. My dads side of the family are strict and some of them aren't but my dads brothers daughters, aged 14 and 18 are "the perfect daughters" the 18 year old one is a bad girl, she dresses up like a **** and her dad doenst know and her 14 year old sister is the perfect daughter.

Anyways, my dad told me to wear a head scarf about a year ago and i said i will in my own time and my mum got mad at me and said you shouldnt have said that to your dad and i said well i'd rather tell him the truth than lie to him and not wear it.

Now, my mum is really stressed out, she has a 1 year old daughter and she used to be depressed when she had her coz she wouldnt sleep at night but the babya fine now.

I have my GCSEs in May and my mum keeps telling me that i can only go out once a month. mon-fri =school and home. 1 weekend go out and the rest stay at home. She said i dont need a social life and that really stresses me out because if i dont have a social life, i wont be able to concentrate.

she said im giving you over to your dad, hes taking control of you and your sister. and my dad, i hate him! i also hate my mum. i wanna move out when i'm 18, well i wanna move out now but i cant without my parents consent.

I have a loving bf and we wanna get married when i turn 18, in 2 years and then move into his house for a while then move to london or america. my mum and dad said i can marry anyone as long hes asian and move outa country aslong as im married. so i'm ok about that.

I know its wrong to have a bf but i think of it like, in order to get married, you have to have a bf tht u can marry.

so please help me! they're saying not to wear english gear, i wera jeans and tops. nothing too tight or revealing. and my mums best mates sister told me tht its ok to wear english gear as long as its not too tight or revealing.


They let me and my sister out and we go out at 12 and be home be4 its dark, about 6 o clock and we only go to brdfrd or leeds or keighley. nowhere far. we tell them where we're goin and when we'll be home
yes gadget, they are pushing me away. i hate them!


Hello,
I am 25 n I have not been able to conceive as of yet. I always have regular periods and my yearly paps are normal. The docs say I'm fine. I was with my ex for 7 years and I am now in a relationship with someone new who has a daughter already from a previous marriage so I know he can produce. My question is, could I be pregnant if my breast feel hard in the middle? Also, I should be starting my period any day now and I have no normal signs of how I usually begin my period. My nipples are prominent and jus a lil darker. It normally hurts during sex before my period and it hasnt. Oh n yesterday I was sooo bloated I couldnt wear my jeans, I had to change. It was very painful. Could these be early signs? My last period was on September 16th... Can anyone help me please?
well the thing is Im normally 24 to 28 days apart. I am not feeling any normal menstrual signs. I should have started yesterday


okay, so me and my daughter live in a pretty rich area. all the kids have the brand name clothes like hollister and american eagle and all that. so my daughter wants to fit in. and i tell her "just because we live in a rich area, doesn't mean we are rich". I really can't afford it. i tried to take her to wal mart to go shopping but she just turned up her nose. so she has like 1 pair of jeans and like 4 shirts!

basically i have 2 questions.

1. she needs to make her own money: do you know of any good, simple jobs that a 13 year old girl can do? that makes a fair amount of money.

2. do you guys know of any outlets around london ontario? she likes hollister, abercrombie and fitch, american eagle, lulu lemon, bench, campus crew.

please, i need some help! she needs some clothes to wear! :)


I drop my luggage down in the room I remember from when I was a child. It's big and has a nice window with a view of a big maple tree, I can see the yard I remember from when I was a child.

"You remember that yard, don't you? You used to play with Nate Arlington and Annabelle Dereaux in that yard. You remember them, right?" My dad asks. He's standing behind me.

"Sort of." I say. I remember a little blonde boy with hazel eyes and a girl with long light brown curls but I don't remember their names. The last time I saw them was before mom and dad divorced. Before I had to move, before mom died and I had to move again-back here, where Dad suddenly has a new wife who is suddenly pregnant.

But that's not the point.

"You'll remember. The Arlingtons and the Dereauxes will be happy to see you again. Annabelle and Nate will be your friends at school, I'm sure. They'll remember you." Dad says. Caralyn yells out for something, so Dad gives me a half smile and runs downstairs.

The old room is coming back to me. It smells like cinnamon, just like it used to. It's still painted off-white and I can tell Caralyn tried to spruce it up as it looks really clean.

There's a small bed, which is new, and new sheets, which are light blue. There's a shiny wooden desk and a pretty light blue and teal rug. My dad and Caralyn must know my favorite colors.

The doorbell rings. It's very loud, and a little scratchy sounding so it must be old.

"I'll get it!" I yell, and run down the stairs. I open the door to a girl with light brown curly hair, and flawless skin. She's wearing a tight, shear green sweater with a navy tank top under it and skinny jeans.

"Hey...I'm Annabelle Dereaux, I live next door. Are you, like, the Wilson's niece or something?" She says. Her voice is high and peppy sounding.

"No, I'm their daughter. Well, not Karen's. But, um, I'm living here now." I stare at my ballet flats.

"Oh my gosh! Charlotte Wilson! It's been like forever!" She hugs me, tight, which I hate because I always feel like my full D-cups are squishing the person hugging me.

"Yeah, um, it has." I say. "You can sure forget your hometown but your hometown can never forget you." I sigh.


It might get little long... I needed to describe a lot of things to get out how I feel...


Well here is little of my background. Ever since high school I was very big on fashion. I loved buying trendy clothes and make up/hair style was big part of my life . Because I really wanted go to Palm Michelle to pursue my career as cosmetologist. While I was in school to make my portfolio I met my husband. We fell in love and ended up getting married after couple of years of dating. At the same time as our marriage I became pregnant. I know I wanted to continue on my goal to become a cosmetologist after my daughter was little older.

My daughter is now a year old and I have been in school for something completely off from what I want to do in life.

I decided that I wanted to become a nurse.

I gained too much weight to wear any of my old clothes but I still have them hanging in my closet like it always have been. my husband thinks its little freaky... but I just cant let them go =( All my "fat clothes" are in the smaller closet with my husbands clothe. I have literally only few tops and pants I wear everyday.

I finally decided to throw my old clothes out to donation after I have my younger sister come by and pick out what she wanted.

I sat in my closet looking at all my clothes. cute little denim skirts, tight jeans i use to love so much and much more...They are so colorful and pretty but I no longer see myself in it. Even if I was skinny enough to wear it I don't think I have the courage to do so....

I have not had my toe nails painted in long time so decided to go through all my make up and such... I opened up that box full of make ups for the first time since my daughter was born.... I didnt even recall on most things i owned. Again,,, very colorful and pretty. But would not dare to put anything on.

I don't wear any make up anymore. I don't do my hair or color my nails. Even if I get dressed up for special occasions like someones wedding or something... i feel awkward and uncomfortable. I find myself less talkative and less outgoing.

I was once crazy outgoing girl who did not care about what others thoughts. Now all I see myself doing is thinking what that person might think of me.


I know I am happy but I feel like I lost big part of me.

The sad part is that I don't want to go find what I am missing.

My husband made a comment few weeks ago... all he asked was why I don't buy clothes or do my make up no more.

I had nothing to tell him but I started crying....

am I depressed?? or is this some sort of changes my horomons are doing??


any advice or personal story will be depreciated

thank you for reading =).


Lately my grandma Jean has been really cranky.

-She had to put her dog down to sleep (cassey.) Anyways she was nice and stuff when she was sad and when she had Cassey. Her next door neighbor (Crystal) got a puppy from her daughter. Crystal's daughter brought over the father dog and gave him to Jean. Ever since Jean got this dog. She would always take the dog's misbehavior out on me.

The new dogs name is Knuckles. Knuckles been ripping up everything, Jean would yell at him and me. I love her dog, but he is sort of tearing my relationship with my grandma. She never wants me to come over anymore. Help?????


I need help with my daughter failing P.E. She followed all the rules. She wore jeans under her sweatpants for gym and she got caught. The teacher then told her that she would automatically give her a failing grade. She only did that because she wouldn't be late for class. She has to come from the 3rd floor to the basement for gym. And when she is late because of changing she is late and the teacher gets mad. How can i tell the teacher that she cannot fail my daughter because of this


Carl, Tom, and Jim are married to Alicia, Jean, and Peggy - not necessarily in this order. They have one child each - Mary, Tony, and Jane - again not in this order. The children of Jim and Jean are on the swim team that competes against Santa Clara school for girls. Jane is not Carl's daughter. Peggy is not Tom's wife. Who belongs to each family?

Some PLEASE help with this question, and please show your work.
I got something differnt


A 4T is to short in jeans for my daughter, so I tried a 5T they are way too long. So I tried a 4 reg in girls they seem just as large in the butt and legs but a little shorter then the 5T. My daughter is 40 in tall and 36 lbs. SO she's average size, I am having such a hard time finding jeans to fit her. Should I try a 4 slim??


there i sthis place i have been a few times. and i dont know where it is because a friend took me a few years ago. but there is this place in la that looks like storage units in an ally kinda and there is two of therm next to each other open with cloths and denim overflowing out on the fround in front. you can but individual idema or buy them in bulk. and they sell jeans for a dollar a pair and everything else in the second unit for a dollar as well. but they are thrown in a huge pile and everyone is sorting through denim knees high. and in the first unit the cloths are actually hung up and the selld for 3 dollars up. but nothing expensive. whatever, anyways i need to find this place because i sew purses out of recycled denim. and they are so cute! and i am looking to start up again to help support my 13mo. old daughter. so please if you can help me find this place i would be deeply gratefully in debt to you for you help and all your kindness. if you do hard research i would be willing to compensate ($$$) you if you make an effort, thank you! monkeybears17@yahoo.com


My daughter is really tall but really skinny. She needs a size 8 waist but their too short. I can't find any companies that make long length jeans for kids.


My 10 year old daughter's birthday is on 23rd november. But he doesn't know what to wear. Has anyone got any suggestions, she doesn't like really girlie girl stuff, she likes stuff like gothic and Emo. She also like dresses with leggings, skirts with leggings, skinny jeans and other stuff.
On her birthday she is going to be 11
I am letting her choose what she wants to wear but she cant decide.


My husband and I make Child Support Payments for his daughter through DHS/CSS. The payments use to be taken from his payroll check but when we relocated he didn't have a job right away so we mailed checks to cover the child support. DHS filed wage garnishment on his National Guard checks. After contacting the DHS office, two days later they told him that they will continue the wage garnishment on his military check until he files for his new payroll check to have payments taken from it. They told him they were required to take the payments from any source of income he had before they accepted checks or online payments (which this office didn't even know about online payments until he said something).

They then told him the most ridiculous thing I've heard yet. They said the only reason online payments were available is for fathers who don't have jobs.

I feel like they are pulling my chain on how payments have to be made. I don't see any reason a wage garnishment should be file so long as they are receiving checks. Does anyone know about the requirements of Child Support Payments? Whether they have to come from a source of income if there is a source of income? Or should we be able to make our payments by check or internet if we so choose? Does anyone know of any policies or can get me any policies on this?

(Side note: The hag my stepdaughter has for a mother handed her to my husband in shorts and a tank top after a cold front came through last night and it is now jean/tshirt/hoodie weather esp for an 18 mo. old. Is that not ridiculous too?)

Thanks for the input.
-(Step)Mother looking for the truth.


I bought her the Dickies skinny pants . They told me in the office that those were jeans and she couldn't wear them . I was really upset since i bought them in a uniform place and the man doesnt understand that i got them where uniforms are sold . What should i do ?


So recently my daughter introduced me to her boyfriend, he had an almost charismatic presence about him, and he seemed too perfect. I looked a little closer at his face, and he has a lot of scars. Although I can't be sure how he received those scars, it worries me that my daughter might be dating a thug without her actually knowing it. He dressed fairly casually, he wore a dark blue polo, jeans, and white sneakers. Other than that, he had a conventional appearance. What's your take on it?


My daughter is thirteen and weighs 160 pounds. She is about five four and three quarters, and has broad shoulders. She wears a size thirteen jeans. I know she is still growing and will probably lose some weight when she gets taller, but I want to know if I should be worried or not. Thanks!


She read the book, "Dear Mom, You're ruining my life", By Jean Van Leeuwen. The report is due tomorrow and we both are having trouble with the plot (2 items) and conflict (1 item). The conflict is she thinks her mother embarrasses her in public,around her friends, etc.


I have this question. As a guy, I know girls who wear thongs are attractive to the opposite sex, at least other guys tell me that. I don't find that attractive personally.

Anyway, so this woman I know has a 14-yr-old daughter who has asked if she can start wearing thongs now that she's in high school. The mother asked for my opinion, and I said that if it were me, I'd be okay with it, because unless she's wearing low cut jeans, no one will see it. Plus, they don't have corporal punishment in my state anymore (did while I was in high school, but not anymore!), so she won't have to worry about being hit by a piece of wood with only the denim covering her.

The mother went ahead and let her daughter wear them, and just out of curiosity, I want to know what other mothers think about this topic. So, mothers, would you let your daughters wear thong undies?


Not only is it her Homecoming but the young man she asked has also never gone to one and so basically its finding out what he's going to wear. Finding a dress for her is probably no problem its just the fact that we dont want him wearing jeans and then get kicked out. can that happen?


I opened my eyes slowly, blinking until my eyes adjusted to the light. I looked out the small round window at my right. The sun was glowing at the horizon, silhouetting the dark green grass. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly, opened my eyes and let my breath out. Well, leta��s get this over with, I thought.
I was moving to Seattle, Washington with my aunt, Claire, her new husband, Jonathan, and his two sons, Alexander and Geoffrey. Claire got divorced with her first husband, Richard, who was having an affair with his co-worker, and bumped into Jonathan in the market in the cereal aisle, not a very romantic place to find a husband if you ask me, but Ia��m not one to judge considering I havena��t had a boyfriend since I was in kindergarten if you even count that. After a few dates and introducing his sons, Jonathan finally got the guts to propose. I couldna��t make it to the weeding, so I had no clue what these people looked like and the last time I saw my aunt was when I was four, all I new was that Alexander was my age, and Geoffrey was a year older.
The reason I was moving with my aunt was because my mother and father also got divorced and I was left with my mother, which was pretty much getting drunk at clubs and didna��t care a dime about me, and when I told her I was moving with aunt Claire she said, a�?Do as you please. Just remember, once you set foot outside youa��re no longer considered my daughter. Then again what do I care. Go, shoo.a�? With that said, me and aunt Claire made all the plans, she was going to pay for first class airplane tickets, which quickly told me that Claire wasna��t cheap and didna��t buy her clothes at a thrift store. She had told me she and John had work on the day Ia��d arrive at Seattle and said shea��d take the day off to pick me up, but I had
told her to keep working because I didna��t want her to get fired for my sake, so she ended up asking her sons. She had told me they were excited to see me but a little voice in my head was telling me that they just wanted to see if I looked cute, or maybe even hot. Either way they were going to get a vast disappointment.
As people started unloading seat by seat, I stood up and tried to get my bag, but when I pulled it, it was stuck. Great just my luck! I pulled it a few times more, once it started getting loose I gave it one last pull. It finally came out but it ended up pushing me to the aislea��s floor while people were passing by. I landed softly to my surprise, maybe someone dropped a pillow I thought, but as I stayed there longer trying to get my feet to get off the seat I realized that the pillow was really cold, almost freezing. I shuddered a bit then decided to look back to see if I had really fallen on a pillow. I was stunned at what I saw. There was a guy there standing behind me unable to move. He wore dark shades, that didna��t let me see his eyes, a black coat that looked like only a celebrity could pull off, some black jeans under the coat, and a black hat. He was looking down at me. It took me a few seconds to realize why he couldna��t move. I got up and turned to apologize, only to see that the guy was gone. This place is really weird.
I picked up my bag from the floor and walked out of the plane. I went inside the airport building and searched the place for the two guys who are suppose to pick me up.
I walked a little further into the airport until I found the food stands. There was this purple looking stand to my right and a green one to my left. I decided to buy a drink at the green one while I waited.
a�?Can I have a medium Coke,a�? I asked the worker behind the food stand.
a�?Sure thata��ll be $1.78.a�?
As I got out my wallet, a hand behind me reached out and gave the worker a five dollar bill. As the guy gave me the Coke I turned around to see who was paying for my drink. Behind me were two good looking guys That looked about the same age as me. The first one, who was taller than me by about five inches, had blonde hair and bluish-greenish eyes and white skin with a tan that suited him. The other guy behind him also had bluish-greenish eyes but had light brown hair and no tan.
a�?Thanks,a�? was all I could think of to say.
As I started to walk away I felt a hand grab my wrist. I looked back and saw the tall blonde guy pulling me back.
a�?Can I help you?a�? I asked putting my bags on the floor.
a�?Are you Stella Braught?a�? asked the boy with the brown hair.
a�?Yeah, are you two Alexander and Geoffrey Grant?a�?
a�?Yeaha��a�? answered both of them, hesitant.
a�?What?a�? I asked smiling and looking down at myself. I was wearing dark blue jeans, a black knit top with ruffle sleeves, and small black heels. My hair was dark brown and wavy and a pair of dark brown eyes to match.
a�?Nothing ita��s just thata�� you look very prettya�? said the blond one.
I smiled and answered, a�?Thanks. And if you dona��t mind one more question, which one of you is Geoffrey and which one is Alexander?a�?
a�?Oh Ia��m Alexander, but you can call me Alex.a�? said the brunette b
boy.
a�?Yeah and Ia��m Geoff.a�?
a�?Great, so Alex you and me are the same age and Geoff your older by a year right?a�?
a�?Hey I thought you were only gonna ask one question?a�? said Alex.
a�?Fine, fine. But this doesna��t mean Ia��ll ask questions later,a�? I said sticking out my tongue.
They smiled and walked out the double doors. I followed and frowned when I knew they couldna��t see me through the corner of their eyes. We walked through the parking lot until we reached a black Mercedes Benz. My mouth dropped a slight bit. I knew Richard was a doctor but I didna��t think he would have bought his boys something this luxurious. I wonder if their house is even more luxurious. Focus Stella! I was startled out of my thoughts when I heard Alexa��s voice.
a�?I hope you dona��t mind, we kind of brought a friend of ours.a�?
a�?Oh not at all,a�? I replied.
Alex opened the door for me. I thanked him and got in. The doors were a little tinted so it was hard for me to adjust my sight to the light.
After a moment I heard a little shuffle of shoes on the floor. I turned to my left and saw a guy. His features werena��t so clear, but I got a feeling he looked
ok.
a�?Stella this is our friend Caleb. Caleb, this is Stella our step-cousin,a�? introduced, Geoff.
a�?Oh uha�� nice to meet you Caleb,a�? I said startled. I still couldna��t make out his features quite well, but for a moment I thought I saw confusion shadow his face.
a�?Nice to meet you too Stella.a�?
I saw something glow and decided he was smiling at me. I smiled and turned around.
Alex and Geoff were in their own little conversation which left both me and Caleb silent in the back seat. It kind of felt awkward to not talk, but I was kind of happy no one was asking me questions. That is until Caleb broke the silence.
a�?Soa�� Stella, where did you move from?a�?
a�?I just came here from Tampa, Florida.a�?
a�?Oh but thata��s not where you got your tan from right?a�?