Quote from: KabitTarah on January 13, 2014, 03:32:56 PMArms are daily for me.
I've been lax on my lower body So hairy...

I don't always get a chance to since I have to use the men's showers.

Tell me why when I contact Yahoo for a problem with getting into my account, the contact form asks for an alternative email, I spend over an hour filling the form out, only for them to say they sent a customer care contact email to the address I can't get in.

Something tells me I will never be able to get that email address working again....

I cant cry...
I hate testosterone...

The professors are still on strike. I hope it doesn't last long.
Aside from the obvious reason this makes me upset, I also miss people (alright a person) who I probably won't see until we go back to school. Sorry I talk about this a lot, but my mind keeps going there.

Quote from: Edge on January 14, 2014, 07:06:25 AM
The professors are still on strike. I hope it doesn't last long.
Aside from the obvious reason this makes me upset, I also miss people (alright a person) who I probably won't see until we go back to school. Sorry I talk about this a lot, but my mind keeps going there.

*hugs*
Its ok. We're always listening. :3

Quote from: Emo on January 14, 2014, 08:01:46 AM
*hugs*
Its ok. We're always listening. :3

Yup!

i keep mixing up everything. While spending time with a girl i like i kept mixing up words, confusing her. this happens with everyone right now. Oh and moving my right foot  hurts. It started this morning and won't stop.

Did a fitness test thing at work today, I've gained fat and lost muscle since September, and everyone was saying it was good because it puts me more in the healthy range for a female, but it doesn't make me feel any better about myself, especially as it happened because I'm too dysphoric to see myself in the gym mirrors.

Then we played dodgeball, I was watching while the other half of our class played and managed to get smacked in the head. Hard. I'm now sitting in a drying room/cupboard off the bathroom because it's dark and reasonably quiet.

got caught in a group of girls talking about their periods and boob growth, had to clutch my arm till it bleed to keep from crying.

a bit tired, have a headache and I really don't feel like making myself something to eat, but I need to....

There's something rotting in the employee fridge were I often, but no longer, store my lunch.

Why do I miss him so much? Ffs I just saw him on Friday! Probably made an (silly looking person) of myself too.
Also, my boy is not doing so well. He slept all afternoon and has dark circles around his eyes. At least his coughs sound a little better.

Quote from: Edge on January 14, 2014, 04:38:46 PM
Why do I miss him so much? Ffs I just saw him on Friday! Probably made an (silly looking person) of myself too.
Also, my boy is not doing so well. He slept all afternoon and has dark circles around his eyes. At least his coughs sound a little better.

You must really like him.

Will you take you son to the doc?

Quote from: Constance on January 14, 2014, 04:34:27 PM
There's something rotting in the employee fridge were I often, but no longer, store my lunch.

This is the story of my life. The office fridge smells like such crap and I don't even trust the microwave. And then the same thing at home...can't trust the food...I store mine in the drink fridge we have in the garage. Slight improvement!

Quote from: Emo on January 14, 2014, 04:46:50 PM
You must really like him.

Will you take you son to the doc?

If he's the same tomorrow, yeah.

Quote from: caleb. on January 14, 2014, 04:48:03 PM
This is the story of my life. The office fridge smells like such crap and I don't even trust the microwave. And then the same thing at home...can't trust the food...I store mine in the drink fridge we have in the garage. Slight improvement!

I'll do the department mom thing to an extent. I'll make the coffee in the morning, replenish the paper towels, even wipe down the counter if it's not too bad. But for the love of sheep, I don't live here. I clean the fridge at home. Not here.

Quote from: Constance on January 14, 2014, 04:58:06 PM
I'll do the department mom thing to an extent. I'll make the coffee in the morning, replenish the paper towels, even wipe down the counter if it's not too bad. But for the love of sheep, I don't live here. I clean the fridge at home. Not here.

Fair enough. The most I really do is throw out obviously rotten stuff, and wipe the table. I know there was one girl who cleaned the microwave and left a very strongly worded note lol. She was like "I wanted to use the microwave but it was too gross, so I asked the cleaning staff for a bottle of cleaner, USE THIS IF YOU MAKE A MESS. Thx <3"

Quote from: caleb. on January 14, 2014, 05:05:49 PM
Fair enough. The most I really do is throw out obviously rotten stuff, and wipe the table. I know there was one girl who cleaned the microwave and left a very strongly worded note lol. She was like "I wanted to use the microwave but it was too gross, so I asked the cleaning staff for a bottle of cleaner, USE THIS IF YOU MAKE A MESS. Thx <3"

How about: "I'm not your mom kids, she doesn't work here!"

One time, when I was 18 or so, I was sitting at this filthy desk with a ton of garbage on it from someone's lunch. I didn't want to touch it. So I left a while later and I guess someone assumed it was mine, because they left a note written in pen on the desk that said "to the guy with the messy brown hair and the blue t-shirt who left juice boxes and sandwich bags all over this desk on Monday - YOUR MOM DOESN'T LIVE HERE. You are in university now and you should be able to clean up after yourself."

Rather than being annoyed at the fact they thought it was mine, or amused at their vandalism of the desk, I was thrilled that I was seen as a guy from behind.

Quote from: caleb. on January 14, 2014, 05:16:11 PM
One time, when I was 18 or so, I was sitting at this filthy desk with a ton of garbage on it from someone's lunch. I didn't want to touch it. So I left a while later and I guess someone assumed it was mine, because they left a note written in pen on the desk that said "to the guy with the messy brown hair and the blue t-shirt who left juice boxes and sandwich bags all over this desk on Monday - YOUR MOM DOESN'T LIVE HERE. You are in university now and you should be able to clean up after yourself."

Rather than being annoyed at the fact they thought it was mine, or amused at their vandalism of the desk, I was thrilled that I was seen as a guy from behind.

((((Hugs)))) I get you hon!