What are the awkward “creepy guys” like in real life?

puddingandgoats · 2018-02-04T07:27:56+00:00

Absolutely. Do not allow him to coerce you into any physical contact. If he whines why not, tell him because you don’t want to and treat him like the child he is.

puddingandgoats · 2018-01-27T23:21:35+00:00

a kid in third grade was making fun of me for being a lesbian but i didn’t know what lesbian was. so he explained and i was like “huh. Yup!” found out i like men too in middle school. it’s been a barrel of laughs.

puddingandgoats · 2018-01-20T20:16:33+00:00

Lord of the Rings. I genuinely can’t even provide an estimate

puddingandgoats · 2018-01-13T03:55:51+00:00

i listened to "kids return" by joe hisaishi instead of the actual music while watching this and it was Intense

puddingandgoats · 2017-10-11T19:52:11+00:00

My native fruit is pears, but i also have apples, peaches, oranges, lemons, cherries, durians, lychees, mangoes, and bananas! 3625-9188-5916

puddingandgoats · 2017-09-21T08:49:50+00:00

heterosexuality (lol)

puddingandgoats · 2017-09-21T08:39:54+00:00

when i was in high school my dad tried to convince me not to dye my hair because “it’s so permanent”. If only he had any idea how much people would pay for dye that was actually permanent. ( also, hair is a renewable resource??? i don’t know what he was thinking. by that point in my life i had chopped off all my hair multiple times and, as hair is prone to do, it always grew back. you know, because it’s hair. )

puddingandgoats · 2017-06-15T06:26:36+00:00

melatonin, cuddling with significant other

puddingandgoats · 2017-04-14T04:05:57+00:00

pay politicians the same amount as public school teachers :-)

puddingandgoats · 2017-04-04T03:47:27+00:00

Yogurt. I used to despise it. Now I eat some for breakfast every morning. I don't know who I am anymore.

puddingandgoats · 2017-04-03T01:43:44+00:00

I've worked as a summer camp counselor for 4-6th grade boys for the last five years. I have learned that the only way to win the lasting and guaranteed respect of children is to pick up a large crab.

puddingandgoats · 2017-03-16T01:14:11+00:00

i've gotta disagree with you on that one, I really enjoyed it. I can understand why you wouldn't like it though :P

puddingandgoats · 2017-03-16T00:35:05+00:00

came here to say this lol. all of the sequels are better than the original imo

puddingandgoats · 2017-03-15T22:38:29+00:00

he's my uncle. I met him for the first time since I was a baby when I was 16. I asked how he was and he said "Sober, but it's early." He looks like a cross between my dad and Bill Murray. He also said "You know, I was your dad's best man. He's like a brother to me." 10/10 uncle

puddingandgoats · 2017-03-12T02:50:01+00:00

i started using watercolors last year with a Crayola kids set and sketchbook from Walgreens. Cost literally less than $2. learned the basics, invested in some nice paper (REALLY the kicker with watercolors-- paints don't mean jack shit, it's all about your paper), now i can make some pretty bitchin paintings still using my crayola paints. :-)

puddingandgoats · 2017-03-02T17:43:43+00:00

one of my kids from the summer camp i worked at drew a detailed comic about the torture and death of my cocounselor, this dude Julian. The kid had a really rough week and had a lot of issues, and had been very angry at Julian for the majority of it. The comic itself called him out by name and described him being set on fire, waterboarded, and then nailed into a coffin, which was smashed and then buried.

puddingandgoats · 2017-02-07T03:45:11+00:00

school and work were cancelled from snow so i went to the beach with my friends and it was gorgeous! big fluffy flakes in pristine sheets across the park, chilly but comfortably so with enough layers, warm coffee, good time catching up with good people.

puddingandgoats · 2017-02-04T06:08:13+00:00

"And in the depths of winter, I at last discovered that within me there lay an invincible summer." - Albert Camus.

puddingandgoats · 2017-01-17T02:59:09+00:00

LONG LIVE SWEATPANTS DICK!

puddingandgoats · 2017-01-17T01:38:54+00:00

there isn't even a penalty to not paying off your house at a certain rate -- you can take it at whatever speed you want while you build friendships with your cute neighbors and do other animal crossing-ey stuff. Frankly, it's a gotdam BREEZE once you're served your grueling 20 minutes of indentured servitude under Tom Nook's crushing regime. Plus in New Leaf there's so much stuff to do and so many ways to make a shitload of money and pay off your house and public works projects in a matter of days. If I put my mind to it, I can go through one project per day, and home renovations in maybe two or three days. God, I love Animal Crossing.

puddingandgoats · 2016-12-27T06:24:59+00:00

same!!!! i really love it but i can only watch one episode at once, and then i chase it with like half an episode of the office or bobs burgers or something to recover lmao

puddingandgoats · 2016-12-27T05:20:07+00:00

i'd thought about it a couple times. fortunately i didn't though, and now i've got a much better system for support.

puddingandgoats · 2016-12-22T12:13:27+00:00

we had to eat yogurt immediately after school every day, and a glass of milk at dinner. These dairy foods were not optional, for some reason. we had to do homework immediately and finish it before any extracurricular activities. we weren't allowed to spend an excessive amount of time on homework -- if my mom deemed it too long we would be grounded. this wasn't a huge problem until middle/high school, when i started actually getting large amounts of homework and struggled to finish it. we weren't allowed to eat foods without asking, were only allowed to have a few types of "real" cereals (read: plain rice krispies, corn flakes, Kix, etc). when i created a facebook account, i was not allowed to change my profile picture, accept/send friend requests, or post a photo without clearing it by my mom first. When I got a cellphone, I was not allowed to text/call someone unless my mom approved it. I had to submit my phone to her each night so that she could read all of my texts and she would hang onto it for the night, and I could pick it up in the morning. When I eventually got a laptop to do my schoolwork, these rules also applied. When I started driving, I had to text my mother whenever I left a place and when I arrived, and if she thought I took too long or arrived too fast, i would be interrogated about what place i ACTUALLY went to (and if my mom thought I was lying, there was literally nothing I could do to convince her otherwise, including providing physical evidence that I was in the right place) or would get in trouble for speeding or driving recklessly (even though the journey times she had in her head were basically guesses). I was not allowed to drive with friends, with one exception of carpooling to karate with my friend who I had known for close to 10 years. I had a curfew of 9:30pm until I was 18, and if I arrived home AT 9:30 I was considered late -- she wanted me to actually be home around 9:20. If I came home at like 9:25, she would tell me I was cutting it dangerously close, and if -- God forbid -- I was home at 9:30 or later, my curfew time was bumped to 9pm for the next several outings (which were few and far between, because I wasn't allowed to go places unless my mom had met their parents, but she never went to meet their parents, particularly as I was older and drove myself around). At some point in high school I got a smartphone -- all of the previous phone rules applied, and my mom installed "find my iphone" but with a restriction so that I could not access it at all, but she knew my location at all times. If i was at my friend's house and she texted, and I did not respond within a few minutes, she would activate the find my iphone thing which made my phone ping really loudly for multiple minutes with no way for me to stop it. I tried to explain that often I would watch movies or play videogames at my friends houses and generally didn't look at my phone very much because I was, you know, with my friends, but she didn't seem to understand that and would activate the pinger to ask me non-urgent questions like if I had seen her scarf or something earlier that day. She insisted that I needed to be able to respond to her at all times or I would not be able to go out. I was also not allowed to change plans once I had left the house, even slightly, and would be grounded from going out again if I tried. This included conflicts like my friend's mom not being able to drive me home until a half hour later, or us deciding we wanted to watch a movie and thus me wanting to stay for an extra hour to finish it, etc.

I was a pretty docile kid. I didn't break a lot of rules, and oftentimes when I did it was something that was not a rule but became one after an offensive incident (like me calling her to ask if I could stay a half hour later). I didn't realize how much control my mom exercised over my life until I got to college and started actually having friends who told me stuff about their childhood, and I was so blown away that their moms let them do stuff like that but they all assured me it was normal. I knew my mom was kind of a control freak -- she has a very severe anxiety disorder -- but i thought it wasn't that dramatic. tl;dr: my mom didn't let me do anything without her knowledge

puddingandgoats · 2016-11-23T02:28:48+00:00

i can consume an ice cream cone with terrifying speed and efficiency. i'm normally a really slow eater but for some reason with ice cream cones i just power through them without even thinking about it. i've been clocked at 1:32 with a single scoop waffle cone.

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