When I took the GRE the only thing I was allowed to bring in was water in a clear bottle, pen/pencil, I think maybe I had chapstick, maybe not. I had to leave my bag and my coat in a locker.
When I took the GRE the only thing I was allowed to bring in was water in a clear bottle, pen/pencil, I think maybe I had chapstick, maybe not. I had to leave my bag and my coat in a locker.
SAME.
I’m not 50, but every time I see my parents practically my mom is going ‘WHEN YOU GET OLDER GET YOUR SHINGLES VACCINE’.
My boyfriend woke me up from a ridiculously mundane dream about picking up a new pair of glasses at Target. I was getting them fitted and then he asked the dog about something loudly and I woke up saying ‘don’t interrupt me!’
Cheers!
Anyone else been having whack ass dreams lately? I already had crazy dreams because of the meds I take to sleep, but they’ve been insane lately. I had a lot of really intense, vivid dreams at the beginning of quarantine. Then they subsided, and now they’re back. Had one last night about a guy who I was off and on…
ooohh, looks tasty.
Oh my god this is amazing.
I haven’t gone to any of my high school reunions, because I’m not a glutton for that type of punishment. I did hear through the grape vine that the 10 year one was essentially just ‘divorced, disheveled, destitute’ repeat. With some ‘she had five kids with three different people’ thrown in.
Legit. Every time someone who bullied me, was cruel to me, fucked up my body image, made fun of me for wanting good grades, tries to friend me I remind them of it. I don’t care if you had a come to jesus moment (they didn’t, they feel guilty that shitty stuff happened to me and they want to feel good about feeling…
While everyone else was crying at graduation about how they’d not get to see each other all the time, I was sprinting out of that ceremony and away from that bunch of humans as fast as possible.
When I lived in Germany as a student for a year, a portion of my grocery budget every week was dedicated to Ritter.
That dark chocolate peppermint one is so tasty. They sell them in the US, too.
I love the butter biscuit.
I eat some version of raisin and walnut oatmeal almost every morning now days.
My boyfriend does this and I continue to purchase the bagels for this, but I judge it every time he makes them.
It often seems that the nuns of any religious order tend to be the more progressive of the faith. Since they tend to be the ones who do the ‘in the field’ work they see more of what is actually going on and are more influenced by that. It’s of course not true of all nuns, and is dependent on the order, etc etc.
I, like many, have gained a little bit of weight during quarantine. Nothing massive or major. I kept seeing advertisements for noom on social media, intrigued that it was something different. Figured maybe it would kick me back to my normal habits.
Finding pro ana groups on livejournal was too easy. Definitely fell into when I was a teenager.
I had some serious anxiety issues when I was a teenager (well, they still exist, but are well managed now), that manifested in an eating disorder. I had tea for breakfast, a cosmic brownie for lunch, picked at whatever generally healthy meal my mom made for dinner. I maybe hit 800 calories a day. And despite being…