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The thing is, my mom really wasn't protective in that way at all. For the first few years of my life, we went to an extremely liberal Lutheran church, but I gradually grew away from it into agnosticism with dabbling in Buddhism. Now, my mom's Buddhist, but I'm a solid agnostic. At no point did...

So I've never had a boyfriend. Usually, when people say that sentence, they go onto say how badly they want one. However, this is where I differ. I just can't decide if I want a boyfriend. I feel almost terrified of it. It's weird, really. That openness, that vulnerablity ... It not only...

Snow-filled forest, definitely. Here's one: Scuba Diving or a Submarine?

Yep, this is one who is typing right now. We exist. We are the ones in denial about romance. We are the ones who don't necessarily NEED a boyfriend, but we sort of wish for one. We are afraid of what could happen and what we don't understand. Or at least I am.

I KNOW ME TOO. Web-high-five for randomness. Speaking of randomness, gnome shoes are excellent on toast.

I guess... lately I've come to accept my body a little bit more. I have a curvacious figure that other people envy. However, that's not really what I really like about myself. What I truly like about myself is my creative way of thinking. The way I approach things is different and sort of...

When I was little, I said to my mother, "What were you, raised by wolves?!" That doesn't sound like such a terrible thing to say, but considering how my mother grew up, expected to act like an adult in a neglectful single-mother family with two dysfunctional siblings... it made her say, "Yes...

I'd love to have a big blue box that's bigger on the inside, can travel in both time and space, with a skinny crazy Time Lord inside it who will take me to amazing places.:P (That probably makes no sense, as nobody even knows what the hell I'm talking about/what Doctor Who is, so just ignore...

Well... he was on my co-ed soccer team. I don't have any idea why I liked him in the first place. He was a narcissist. Anywho, while we were doing drills, I would always give him great big "thumbs ups" whenever he played even remotely well. I must have looked ridiculous. I never actually told...

Thanks about the blog! I never thought anyone would actually read it. And it's heartening to know that a complete stranger cares. I always like it when that happens. :)

It's interesting reading what kind of different disaster fantasies people have. Daydreaming can be so fun, even when you dream of horrible, horrible things. I've never thought of a zombie apocalypse in quite that way.

Have you ever found yourself wishing for a disaster to happen to you? I know I have. I don't know if it's because I'm macabre, or a romantic, or depressed. But sometimes, when I am feeling especially lonely, I wish that something awful would happen to me. Usually, my "wishes" involve me ending...

Oh, I have some good bullying stories. Let me begin: It was third grade. I came into the classroom wearing ugly turtlenecks with patterns of skiing bears on them, and tapered tartan pants. I didn't care about my appearance at all. Why should I? I was myself, and I knew who I was - I did exactly...

As a introverted person, I have a hard time sharing myself with other people. It's really difficult for me. But somehow, when I'm on this forum, or perhaps Yahoo Answers, or someplace like that, I can express my deepest thoughts. Hell, I have a blog where I type the most ridiculous, things that...

I'm in my third year of high school, and I have done practically no extracurriculars. I'm a solid-A student, I score well on my AP exams, but I have no extracurriculars to put on my transcript, or help me get into a good college. The only way of me getting into a college is through scholarships...

Hmmmm... three words. I'd say that the principle three are: Enthralling Funny Go-Getter There's a billion more "should-be's" in my head,but I think those are the current biggies.

Ever since I was little, I have been about the polar opposite of girly. When other girls were playing with barbies, I was burning their hair off, rearranging their limbs, and more. I didn't really like playing dress-up, unless we were pretending a game, like Pirates or Undersea Explorers. And I...

I didn't articulate my thoughts well. What I mean by "inexplicably" is that I don't really understand why I am an anglophile. Culturally, Britain is more or less like America - I mean, we speak the same language, we have similar consumerist cultures, etc, etc. So I guess in my head, I don't...

Is this a British Forum? I wasn't aware of that. If it is, that just makes it even better for me, because, inexplicably, I am an American Anglophile. However all the stuff you described about the media - it sounds EXACTLY LIKE AMERICA IN EVERY SINGLE WAY. I don't think the British are any more...

So, hi. I guess I should probably start with some facts of some kind. #1: I am 16. #1 and a half: I don't take many things very seriously. ;) #2: I don't get people very well. Rarely, in fact. #3: I have sort of conceded to living in a state of confusion about life, the universe, and...