Girls.! Most embarassing/funny period stories?!?
This is pretty embarrasing... I started my period at the age of 12 while I was on HOLIDAY. Staying in a CARAVAN. Yeah. One day on the way back from a day out, my family stopped off at the public toilets so I could pee. And I noticed all this brown horrible stuff in my pants. I literally thought I'd crapped myself somewhere during the day out and was like, Jesus Christ I'm aging fast, I'm already bloody incontinent. So when I got back to the caravan, didn't say anything and just shoved them into the laundry bag and left it. Next say, same thing, crapped myself again. Brilliant, into the laundry bag. The next day I went to the toilet and when I wiped myself I noticed I was bleeding. Outloud in the public toilets I shouted "OH MY GOD I'M BLEEDING." These were unisex public toilets, so when I emerged everyone knew about my first period. But that's not where the embarrasment ends. On Holiday, my family bought my Grandparents some gifts and put them in a bag. And when we got home, my grandparents came round to see us and my Mum told them to take the bag on the floor home with them... They took the laundry bag... with my crappy first period pants in. My Nan being who she is, realised she'd taken the wrong bag but washed our laundry for us anyway, and that's how she found out about my first period.
How do I tell a girl I like her and tell if she likes me?
I know this answer is a cliche, but I will explain why it will help you. When you tell her you like her (and kudos to you for being brave!) you must be true to yourself. You cannot force charm, suave or even confidence. If you're a wreck when you're telling her, let her in on it with something like, "I've been thinking about telling you this for so long and I'm almost going to lose my nerve so here goes..."Girl or guy, people are really good BS readers so she'll be able to tell when you're trying to be someone you're not. Admit to her that you're nervous/anxious/scared or what have you. Just be sure to remember to tell her the most important part: why you like her in the first place! Compliment the woman and you'll likely have the beginnings of a beautiful relationship! ...And if things don't turn out, take heart! There will be many others to reveal your heart to in the future.
How can I convince my parents to let me get a piercing?
As a father of a 20yo I emotionally don't feel like I'm on your 'side'. My daughter wanted all of these + tattoos. I feel like that is such a waste of her body that I have difficulties having a rational conversation about it, since being a parent is (for many years at least) keeping your kid from doing things that will limit her future. Since I definitely would not hire people with visible tattoos and piercings, I want to protect her for the same risks. From people like me, no matter how weird that sounds (and feels).Having said all that, I see that my generation will set the norms for a few more years, and will fade away fast. My daughter grows up dependent on those norms for quite some more years, but not forever. Tattoos and piercings are part of that newer generation, like Elvis was the thing of my parents.Your parents are afraid of you getting damaged or limited and even though rational arguments might go over the table, not a single rational counter argument will convince them because it's only about the underlying fear. You will never convince them (really) with words. As a Persuasion expert, I think the only way is to address those underlying fears. Show them you are aware of their fears and that you acknowledge them. Show you know how these things work and that you are aware of what society might think and do. Build trust that you know what is going on out there. At that moment their fears are addressed. But also bring in that many of these fears are not experienced the same throughout generations. That it might even work differently, depending on the context.And finally, if this fails, launch the plan of getting a tattoo.. And then settle for a piercing. Piercings are 'better than' tattoos because they are less permanent, your parents will understand. My daughter got a tattoo when she was 18. I still don't like it, but I have accepted that it's part of her. And I love everything that is part of her and her choices.
What is the best way for a girl to propose to a boy?
me: Hey, whats up? Looking weirdo ( with a huge smile)*(i know him, he is looking handsome)*he: Hii, i am fine. Hows you? You donot have class?*(he is always possesive about me)*me: Yes, i have but i wanna meet you. Cann’t i see my superman flying in his own dreams? You are not happy to see me?( with some silly expression)*( i know, he is happy to listen this, but hide it)*he: Ofcourse yarr, I wanna meet you but why to waste time and money, study hard, please. How is your dieting going on? Boys donot like fatty girls. But please donot take dieting seriously, eat whatever you like and do more exercise, otherwise you would be ill, then who will irritate me?*(he knows everything about me, he likes me the way i am, shows love by his caring)*me: Yup, i am dieting little bit. Ok, lets go to canteen, yaar.I am dying to eat. Hey, you saw that girl, she is so preety, she is looking at you, maybe she is intrested in you. Yarr please try.*(i am pulling his leg, i loves his angry reactions)*he: Yaar, i cannot handle girls properly, you know it, please don’t become a matchmaker.I laughed and took his hand in mine, in front of everyone at canteen, stood at desk and said: Will you be my golgappa forever? I want you my superman. Will you able to handle this jhalli daredevil? Will you be my life savour like avengers? I love you more than jalebi. I don’t need any iphone7 type boyfriend, i can adjust with samsung features like boyfriend, who is you. You are my kurkure (tedha h par mera h). Will you accept my proposal, in case, if for one time you are thinking about it to say no then I am going to stand on this desk for whole time untill you accept it. I know i am irritating and bossy but i love you my gajarpak, You are my dhokla, my gulabjamun. You love me, na?Thanks, A2A
I'm not goth, am I?
Yes, you have Gothic tastes. At this point, whether you want the term "Goth" to be applied to you solely depends on how you view yourself. I'd say to explore the Gothic genre further and see what you like about it. If you like Gothic literature such as Edgar Allen Poe (which is a wonderful place to start), then start building up a Gothic library and see which authors and novels you like best. Bram Stoker, H.P Lovecraft (my personal favorite), and Anne Rice would be the most popular ones. Charlotte Bronte and Oscar Wilde are quite popular as well, despite not technically being Gothic authors. I'm glad to see a young person who's interested in the literature... you don't get that too often these days, unfortunately. The Cure didn't see themselves as a Gothic Rock band, though fans of the scene shoved the label onto them anyway (rather rude to the artists in my opinion). Other bands to look into would be those like Bauhaus (which is essentially Goth Rock 101), Joy Division, Sisters of Mercy, Christian Death, etc. My definition of a "Goth" is two-fold: someone who is either into the music scene that sprang up in the 1980s, or someone who simply has Gothic tastes. The term "Goth" was originally given to fans of the music scene by the media, but I'd say that it's applicable to those who have Gothic tastes outside of the music (after all, the word "Goth" is simply the word "Gothic" shortened into a noun to apply to an individual). Mind you, a lot of the Traddies are currently not-so-happy with me and my "Gothic heresy"... but all of that is really quite trivial. Goths -- in either sense -- are not folks who want to "kill you" as your dad so eloquently put it. Well, I can't speak for every Goth, but most of us are actually sane individuals. If someone has homicidal tendencies, it isn't because they're a Goth; it's because they have serious personal issues. I'd suggest heading to Youtube looking up the Gothic Charm School videos, and there's also LeahMouse's "What Goth is NOT!" video, which is very helpful in explaining away the misconceptions about Goths. Have fun exploring the wonderful world of Gothic, dear! Oh, and as a bonus, here's Anna Varney Cantodea's song version of "The Sleeper" by Edgar Allen Poe (I had it stuck in my head while I was answering this question): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3HFXRC8fH4
Can you get your nose pierced at 13?
My piercer would not perform any kind of body or face piercing on anyone under 16. I got my snake bites as soon as he would let me with adult permission.It varies between piercers how young they'll perform different piercings, but if your piercer is a member of the Association of Professional Piercers, as they really should be, I doubt they'd do a nose piercing until you're at least 15.
What is the proper response to having your butt slapped by a stranger in public?
Proper response?Hmm that got me thinking. Can there be a proper response? Every individual has their version of a horror tale.But for the most part, people I know (including me), just froze.I have had my butt grabbed twice. The first time I froze.I felt sick, violated, and surprisingly ashamed.I could feel hot tears threatening to spill. I choked back some sort of noise that tried to escape my throat.Move.Left right left right left..In a crowded bus this could have been anyone. I had no way of knowing who the creep was. Anyway by the time my mind started to function normally again, I had lost him in the sea of people.The second time it happened I was actually in the middle of a conversation with a friend about sexual harassment.So when I felt a hand getting comfortable on my derriere.. I ran.Toward him.After his momentarily pleasure, he walked ahead of me, and turned and gave me a look.I got away with it bitch. You can’t do shit.I lost it.Watching me run toward him he quickened his pace.Watching me run full throttle he ran.I chased him through the mall, outside at the parking space.He pushed a bicycle to trip me.I was quick to dodge it.Finally I grabbed him.Bear in mind I’m 5′7 where he could not have been more than 5 feet.I grabbed his collar and shoved my knee up his groin.He doubled with pain.I wasn’t finished.I clawed him, hit him with my rather heavy bag, and kept hitting him with all my pent up frustration and anger.And then I had had enough.He looked like a mess.Will you do it again?He mumbled.Well, let us make sure of that.I repeated.