"And how old might you be, little girl?"

WTSA!?

I really wanna say yes but I'm gonna say... NEVER!

Sometimes I really don't know if you girls just insulted me or whatnot. Also, it avoids confusion to what you're really saying. (and it doesn't take that long to type the phrase, does it?)

SugarSpiral wrote:

WHAT IS FMA!?

See, see?

We don't use any "txt lang0." Just a few basic abbreviations...

The day I call you a douche - be insulted.

What the shit, Andre!? - Was more of a phrase saying Ohmigosh Andre what are you talking about! Get it?

Ugh! I hate text speak!

Whoops, sorry for the confusion. What I meant was we should lay back on the abbreviations for a bit.

Sadly, I say things like that IRL, plus what's the point of making them up if I can't use them!?!

We'll just make you a guide and you can refer to it everytime you don't understand!

A guide would be helpful,

IRL = In Real Life

I guess a guide could be helpful.

SugarSpiral wrote:

For crying out loud, my sister came home with a BIKINI yesterday!

Okay, I have to disagree a little - it depends on how skimpy the bikini is. If it's cheeks-hanging-out-and-three-cup-sizes-too-small, then yeah, I totally agree: 12 year old plus bikini equals bad. But sensible bikinis are okay, I think. Just be glad it's not your 15-year-old little brother in that bikini. THAT was a sight to see, even if it was only because of a dare/bet. Ahahahaha... haha... ha. *dies of embarrassment*

And while little immature girls who giggle incessantly at the sex toys in Spencer's/little immature girls who'd like to be mature are annoying, there are these two girls in my grade that top even them. We'll call them Ditz and Ditzier, for sake of privacy. Be warned, it really tops the annoying girlies. Ditz finds it appropriate to divulge onto every available ear in the classroom while the teacher steps out every last detail of her and her boyfriend's sex escapades. Down to taste of oral sex and that her and her boyfriend did it seven times in one go. Ditzier thinks shopping on a saturday evening means going into Victoria's Secret and ripping the tags off of everything she wants, stuffing them into her purse. She then forgets about said lingerie and then pulls them out in class later while looking for a pencil. And both of them are seventeen.

I swear, what is such the big deal about looking sexy/having sex? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ENJOYING YOUR CHILDHOOD!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Catching Rain wrote:

Ditz finds it appropriate to divulge onto every available ear in the classroom while the teacher steps out every last detail of her and her boyfriend's sex escapades. Down to taste of oral sex and that her and her boyfriend did it seven times in one go. Ditzier thinks shopping on a saturday evening means going into Victoria's Secret and ripping the tags off of everything she wants, stuffing them into her purse. She then forgets about said lingerie and then pulls them out in class later while looking for a pencil. And both of them are seventeen.

And I thought the guys at highschool were crazy.

That sounds awful. And at 17? Wow, you'd think they'd have grown up a little by then. I can' tbelieve you have to put up with them!

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I swear, what is such the big deal about looking sexy/having sex? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ENJOYING YOUR CHILDHOOD!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

To be fair, at 17, it's their call. However I think it's the combination of looking to have sex/prove their "adult" with it and the outrageously chilidish attitude that makes it horrible.
But I know what you mean; sex is to enjoyed when the time comes. Before that time it's not likely to be enjoyed as well.

SO, Andre, just how crazy were the guys in high school?

They're nowhere near Ditz and Ditzier, just a couple of clown with a seemingly endless supply of condoms..

Well at my school, there's three current pregnancies, five who are out of school because they're taking care of their kids, and one just had their second abortion...

Like, okay, I know that most of my friends are having sex, other than myself and one of my best friends. Thankfully, I don't think any of them have had a pregnancy scare [and one couple never need a pregnancy test, if you know what I'm saying] so they're all still doing it, then there's me. Like, if you know the game Chicken or Go, then you know how far I've gone, which isn't far anyways, and it's so far from sex with either gender. But that bad part is that I hear when some of my friends started having sex, I feel like the 40-year old virgin compared to them, and I'm only sixteen.

Now as for birth control, I admit I had a few condoms floating around in my locker, even one or two dental dams, but I've never used them for anything other than a mini puppet show I did with a friend... the smell of condom lube was on my hand for like a week...

Like, you should have sex when you're ready, not that I'm saying there's a limit to how early that should be, but, for one of my friends, at twelve? No. I'm staying a virgin until I'm out of high school anyways, just my choice. One of my exes wanted me to have a threesome, and I was like, wtf no. I left the guy after that, cause he was already sleeping with her on the side.

Jazzeh, you're totally right to stick with what you believe, and I think it's great that you're not caving in to peer pressure and such

... You're making me feel like a slut though D:
(So not your fault, don't worry.)

Nina, I'm with you!

But Jazzeh, your school was nothing like the one I went to!

Three girls pregnant was a shock to hear but only because six of my friends were preggo at the same time! And we had so many pregnant girls and with kids that we even had a special classroom assigned to them. It was called Genesis. They were like excluded from everyone else. It was kinda sad but they could bring their kids with them so it was a plus.

All I want is a push-up bra, but that's because I have a small chest for my weight.

Push-up bras = HAPPINESS

My mom won't let me get one because I'm "still growing" which sure I am, but I'm trying to lose a few pounds and WTF it's going from my boobs.

I used to wear them like crazy. Now not so much. I sort of don't care.

Oh noes... that really sucks!

Oh, and don't even get me started on the prego chicks. There's a special class for kids becoming parents. My freshman year, we were walking down the hall from lunch, and there were two lines of pregnant chicks, all walking in flanks. It was like a prenatal army, marching forth for the battle...! My friends and I made a run for it and hid in the band room...

And, Jazz, don't feel bad. I'm pretty flat-chested, too. *fail*

Whoa, every topic is turning into a boob-conversation...

Actually, this is the one that started it, I think. :/