hey everyone, i need your help!

i need help on how to make friends with -girls-. making friends with guys is sooo easy!most of my friends are guys! i do have a few close best friends who are girls, but we've known each other for a long time, and we just clicked right away!

so how do i talk to a girl if i want to be friends with her?? i don't want to seem like i'm gay and trying to hit on her lol. i just want to be friends. how do i do that??
Unknown Loving - 16 years, 7 months, 19 days ago

hey guys! sorry i've been so quiet! :( i'm at my mom's house on the weekends and i'm usually either sleeping in or making pizzas, so i don't have time for human pets! but i promise once monday rolls around i'll have much more free time! <3
Unknown Loving - 16 years, 7 months, 24 days ago

I might get promoted to being a shift manager soon! Yaaay!
Unknown Loving - 16 years, 7 months, 29 days ago

This is a tale about the time I wet my pants on stage.

Once upon a time, I was in sixth grade and I was taking a week long day camp during Spring Break. I was terribly shy and hadn't made any friends at all. Unfortunately for me, we were assigned to work in groups to make a music video to a country song. I didn't care for the song; my groupmates didn't care for me. Everyone was assigned a character in the music video...except for me. They had run out of characters! So, they decided that I could be a tree. I didn't mind, I suppose. It was better than sitting in a corner by myself, so I didn't complain. We spent hours rehearsing, and I just stood there in my construction paper costume. I was stiff and sore, but trees don't have knees so I could not sit down. Finally, it was time for the grand performance. I felt a familiar urgent sensation in my bladder, but I couldn't speak up! The show would not wait for a full-bladdered tree! I kept my mouth shut and my knees crossed as I went on stage in my brown paper costume in front of a large audience of my peers who shunned me. The song began to play, and the tempo seemed to slow down to less than one beat per second. I couldn't resist anymore. Never in my life have I felt such a combination of horror and relief all at once. I felt the warm liquid trinkle down my legs and saw the wet spots soaking through my paper costume. I was so ashamed, but I had no liquid left for tears. I called my teacher over who was trying to hush the laughter, and she escorted me offstage, where I was allowed to sit alone by the chaperones for the rest of the day.

Another sad, yet true tale of childhood embarassment.
<3 jessica
Unknown Loving - 16 years, 8 months ago

This is a tale about the time I fell in a toilet in elementary school.

Once upon a time, I was about seven years old and I really had to use the bathroom at school. We were walking to some other location in our school, when I saw the girl's restroom and made a mad dash for it. I was eager to take a tinkle that I forgot to notice that since the janitor had just cleaned the bathroom, all the toilet seats were up. I sat my little butt down on that ivory rim and SPLASH! I fell right in and my tiny bum was wet. I was so upset, but I quickly pulled myself up into a squatting position and awkwardly peed. My knees were in agony and my butt was soaked in chilly toilet water. I tried to whipe myself, but I was unsuccessful in whiping it all. As I put my undies and pants back on, I realized that I had left some wet spots and they were soaking through my clothes. I was so embarassed, but there was nothing I could do! I washed my hands, and thinking of where my class had gone, panicked! I left the bathroom with my wet bottom and ran up and down hallways, looking everywhere for any signs of my class. I had to dodge hall monitors (who would get me in trouble for not having a pass) and upperclassmen (who would laugh at my wet-butt). Finally, I returned to my normal classroom, and saw the entire class already there, and the teacher already teaching. It was as if I had never existed. I was so sad about not being important enough for the teacher to worry about me. I quietly entered the classroom, hoping that God would magically turn me invisible for the rest of the day, but alas, the class stared. As I started to make my way through the students to my desk, I started to hearsnickers. The teacher looked at me with a surprised look on her face, and then quickly resumed teaching. I heard whispers and giggles for quite a bit afterwards. I was ashamed and lonely.

True story. :(
Unknown Loving - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago