There were hardly any guys in my English classes in college, let alone bros. Although there were a few guys who really loved the sound of their own voice.

I was an English major, and I never has issues with bros talking over me. I always spoke up in class. (Sometimes people would recognize me on campus and be like, "Hey, you're that girl from class who talks a lot!") But still, college was a long, painful process of realizing exactly how not-special I am.

Mentally bookmarking this. I danced ballet for about 20 years as an amateur but was sidelined by injuries. I'm itching to get back to it but will probably need to take things veeery slow.

Ooh, chocolate chevre sounds amazing. This is my go-to brownie recipe: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Deep-Di…

Yes! I knew I knew him from somewhere. That movie is totally a hidden gem.

It's not lack of knowledge that keeps me from washing my bras; it's laziness. To paraphrase Mitch Hedberg, this bra is hand-wash only, which means... it's dirty.

I've been passively thinking about grad school. I graduated at the top of my college class and went straight into an office job. My career, if you can call it that, has been decidedly mediocre.

As a former dance student, I reserve the right to wear ballet flats whenever. Brigitte Bardot agrees.

Good insights. I wasn't getting it, but now I see what you're seeing.

I think partly our parents also forgot that achieving that level of socioeconomic status takes time, too. I was living without a microwave for a while and, you know, heating things up on the stove like people used to do. My parents were so horrified that they went out and bought me one, even though I told them I…

Ugh, for real. They try to make you feel like it's your fault somehow, and it's like, "No, just do your job!"

Fellow former dancer here. And yeah, being thin or normal weight totally does not make you immune to inappropriate comments from doctors or nurses. I've gotten more than a few gratuitous comments on my weight/figure.

I voted purely on aesthetics, but I agree that the stubble can be a fairly significant impediment to kissing.

I always got the impression that Roger Ebert was sensitive to misogyny. I'd have to browse through some of his reviews again to marshal substantive evidence, but here's one instance that sticks out in my mind.

Just writing to commiserate. You sound almost exactly like me and my boyfriend. We mostly just hang out with each other.

Maybe go to the hospital so they can keep an eye on your liver condition?

I had a list when I was very young, but I eventually narrowed it down to two things. I wanted someone who:

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I feel you. When I was in high school, and I tried on my prom dress to show my dad, he said, "You know, most days I would say you're a 4, but today, you're a 6." Ouch.

I could have written every word of this. My boyfriend and I moved to New York a couple of years ago and haven't really made any close friends here, so we hang out by ourselves all the time, but it feels a bit pathetic on NYE. Last year, we made ourselves a fancy dinner at home and had a nice bottle of wine, and then…