This was a big day for me. I had my first gyno exam. God Damn that was a fucking weird feeling. I went to work feeling violated and was pleasently shocked by my new boy. I am working in the back and my co-worker comes back and says "someone needs to sign for UPS and Julian is here." except she says the last part very quietly.... I went out on the floor to see him start to leave, I say something to someone about something (my mind somewhere else) and he turns around. I feel myself turn five shades of red and break out in a cold sweat. It turns out he didn't have my phone number. I have reverted to the 7th grade, the chubby depressed girl thats been hiding has come back. I am completely swept off my gad damn feet by someone I barely know. Seriosuly I am a little fucking girl.
On the up side I don't have to dread the gynochologist anymore.
I think us (that means me too) ugly ducklings make better people, for we know the sweet aint so sweet without the bitter. And we have a tendancy to be less snobby
I wasn't chubby, but I was a freakishly thin limbs-for miles freak. Who still managed to be a foot shorter than everybody. But I still thought I was the shit.
hmm going back in time before i got chubby i was friends with all the girls that are now the popular fake slutty girls. and if they never left me because of how i looked.. i could have been like that too.. and im so glad i was chubby.. i feel like a real person now. they're gonna get chubby soon and they wouldnt know what to do and the cycle will happen to them.. but not with a *realness* to them afterwards..
I was the depressed chubby girl, too! I too am a happy-go-lucky random girl like Jackie. Boys can be full of the Woo power sometimes.
Oh yeah, and the gyno exam sounded more threatening than I thought it was going to be... needles and stuff aren't the best things to tempt me with. But the violation was slightly there, like inviting someone to watch you pee.