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Snow's more fun when you're not relying on airports being open
Creative Hedgehog
La parte A se refiere solamente a las dos novelas estudiadas. La parte A debe ser preparada después de leer la primera mitad de la novela y contestar las siguientes preguntas: ¿te está gustando la novela/película o no, y por qué? No me gusta la novela. Las personajes que puedes gustar son superficiales, o hacen [...]
06/08/10 - SPN3730 diario: Pascual Duarte parte A
Hari's corner
Why please do stay on a bit longer! Hopefully I'll come back with something to write about
04/09/10 - Hello, are you still there?
Place of Stuff
Isn't this exciting? We're out of the tedium of Genesis (world created, man falls, many people live and die. Oh, and attempted forced buggery and a spot of incest). We're into Exodus now; the Bible has got going, that tricky first chapter is out of the way and the real action can start! When the [...]
03/08/10 - The Bible ? On The Waterfront
Advice From a Single Girl
I almost can't talk about it.
Really.
I'm so very hurt and embarrassed and humiliated and just awful right now.
I was told once, that you should never say something behind someone's back you wouldn't say to their face and here's a good example of why I wish everyone would think a little more before they spoke. Because sometimes you say something you never intend for someone to hear but they do.
And I did.
When I got Cary's disappointing email, I called my friend to let her know he'd emailed, and that I was bummed because it was clear from the email that things weren't going anywhere.
As we were talking, her husband called on the other line and I guess she mentioned that Cary had finally emailed me back because when she came back on the line with me she was laughing. "Well, that's funny, because when he told Cary that he'd given you his email and he hoped that was ok, I guess Cary asked him if you were a Cougar."
I didn't laugh.
I was stunned, actually.
The term, for those of you who don't know it or use it, refers to an older woman, usually in her 40s who is looking to sleep with a much younger man. Usually in his 20s. At best? A Cougar is Demi Moore dating and marrying the 15 year younger Ashton Kutcher. Or possibly Samantha from Sex in the City; an over-sexed almost lecherous older woman who scores a hot young model.
At worst, it's an over the hill, somewhat desperate woman who goes after younger men. Much younger men. A Cougar is tacky, slutty, all about the sex. Not respected.
So, not something you'd want to be called. Especially when you're nowhere near your 40s. And you're not going after men in their 20s.
I ended the call pretty quick and my friend immediately called me back apologizing.
"I'm sorry," she said. "Please don't take that the wrong way. I shouldn't have said anything. I happen to know Cary really liked an older woman and thinks Cougar is a good thing, so please don't be upset."
But upset is too light a term for how hurt I am.
You know how sometimes something quite little touches on what's a really deep insecurity for you and it becomes this huge thing? This devastation?
That's what this is for me.
See, I'm sensitive about my age. I've talked about it a little bit here, but I already feel like I missed out on getting a man when it was a good time for that, that I wish I'd met my husband in high school or University. That it's hard being single when your friends are getting married or already coupled. So I already am insecure about being single at my age. I'm already sensitive.
So to hear that a guy I thought was bright and interesting and intriguing, a guy who'd said we had chemistry thought I was not only older than him but significantly older than him really really hurts. Has devastated me.
Do I look that old? Do I look ten, fifteen years older than him?
I'm not. I'm maybe five years older than him, but do I look it? Act it? Where is this coming from? Didn't I leave his hotel room, so didn't I shut him down? Isn't he the one who told me I was hot? So, wasn't he the one who was interested in me? Since when did I become the older woman chasing him?
And putting the age thing aside, which is hard enough, is me emailing him enough of an act that it looks like I'm throwing myself at him? That I'm chasing him, trying to lure and capture him?
I am so so humiliated. I can't even begin to explain it.
I know that you, and any other friends I talk to about this will tell me flat out that this guy is a loser and a jerk and immature and wrong, but I'm not ready to go there yet.
I'm not ready for this to be about him because I'm still hurt and insecure and rocking from the shame of it all.
I'm cringing that someone I was wondering about a future with thinks I'm an oversexed, eager, whore of an older woman.
Imagine what he'd think if I'd actually slept with him. Or kissed him.
Imagine how humiliated I'd feel if I'd done that. I can't even think about it, it's so bad.
But for right now I'm just hurt. I'm hurt and having to remind myself over and over that I'm young and attractive and beautiful and smart and wonderful and amazing and all sorts of good things because the voices that like to tell me bad things about myself are having a field day right now. An absolute field day.
I know I'll be ok, that this will go away soon enough, and I'm hoping that this hurt and embarrassment will soon turn to anger and that I'll move on and forget this, but right now I'm not in a good place with it all.
It's shame on top of insecurity on top of disappointment on top of sadness on top of regret on top of humiliation and wanting to curl up and die and erase myself from having gone to the wedding, having met him and having ever thought any positive thoughts towards him at all.
And if I can tell you anything out of this, it's that it's not really necessary to pass on hurtful things to people. And that you really should listen to Bambi's mother and if you can't say anything nice, you shouldn't say anything at all.
Because it hurts.
And sometimes the hurt can go deep.
And sometimes it scars.
So right now I'm trying not to let myself get scarred, I'm just trying to hold it together. I'm trying not to be confused and embarrassed and ashamed and hurt.
But damn, I'm hurt.
10/09/10 - ...
Nation
  This was possibly the most ridiculous show I have seen in a long time and I can get Sky 1 I know ridiculous. It could be summed up in three sentences Do you know what's in your cereal? Want to? Read the label. Instead it went on for a hour about how evil the [...]
27/10/09 - Dispatches ? do you know what?s in your breakfast? (warning...
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Had my first moment of bike trouble: It stalled & then refused to start - Flooded engine. Opening the throttle up solves so many problems :)
10/09/10
Dominic was ever-so-slightly perturbed on his way home this evening by the sudden presence of a wasp inside his helmet. Opening your visor at 60mph on a busy dual carriageway to let a nasty stinging insect out calls for serious nerves of steel!!
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