Honey is bee vomit.

goes great with peanut butter too

Oof - I had to google it to get the reference.

Basically, a girl is just idly browsing through Tinder, getting plenty of matches (including one guy who graphically said he wanted to pound her) despite the fact that she's 16 and none of this is okay. The teacher eventually finds out what she's doing, and they end up talking with him trying to convince her to stop.

From my eavesdropping, our tastes are really different. :p

lmfao

oh

i thought teach was trying to show off his tinder mojo

(hence h.h., of sorts)

I know nothing about my teacher's Tinder activities - or general dating life.

I did learn he's the same age as the creep who sent the pounding message. When my friend said she was actually 16 (followed by 'please don't report me'), he said 'well, the age of consent in Victoria is 16' - how does she not see this as terrifying and wrong and gross?

i dont mean to defend creepos here, but probably the reason why she doesnt see it as terrifying and wrong and gross is... biology?

some part of her must feel she’s hot shit because she’s being treated “like a woman” (though clearly by a predator).

up until recent times women often married in their teenage years and often it was older men. sometimes reeeeally old and then she’d get a younger lover and you’d have the plays of garcía lorca that featured knife fights.

but then again i think teenagers did not exist as such either. that shit is a recent invention. once you hit puberty and got your initiation or whatever, you were ready to reproduce.

e.g., traditional mexicans still celebrate the quinceañera as the entry of a girl into womanhood. in some cultures, all you need is a girl’s first period and it’s off to the races. and the jewish bar mitzvah says a boy becomes a man... at 13.

times obviously have changed, especially in the west, but we’re pitting millions of years of evolution vs.a few decades of changing mores.

Apparently a bunch of my friends smoked some weed at a party on the weekend - including a girl who really surprised me... :(

I have argued with my dad so many times that I can now have entire arguments with him in my head. He won, as usual.

My kittie has been extra lovey in the morning. The rest of the day not so much. I guess you grab the gold ring when it comes around and be grateful for what you get.

Weed isn’t bad. Just don’t do it too much as an adolescent....like many things. It stunts growth in da braiiin.

Wahhh just got settled in this past weekend in Chicago. Got stranded in Ogallala N.E.. will update more later...

sigh...I feel like we've had this conversation a million times.

I know weed isn't terrible (one of my friends tried to pull the 'better for you than alcohol' card, ignoring the fact I don't drink*), but I've spent my entire life being told that drugs will fuck me up.
The issue is, I kinda want to be fucked up? And I'm stuck in this awkward position between really wanting to try shit - expand my horizons etc. - and being way too scared to, and knowing I shouldn't.

Maybe I just want it in the same way girls want bad boys :D

*Related: what's so great about being drunk? My mouthful of alcohol was shit, but all my friends have said 'it doesn't matter, you just need to drink more of it'. And I don't get it...:confused:

alcohol loosens your inhibitions. which depending where you are and with whom, it can either be a great or a terrible thing.

usually in my teenage years this meant i’d end up with my buddies in the classic “i love you maaaaaan....” situation.

every now and then you find a weepy drunk (lol, terrible) or a violent one (dangerous).

some risks include: unleashing a part of you that you’re not ready to reveal (in vino veritas, and yeah i don’t fully trust nondrinkers lololol). mixing up with pills/medications/other. drunk driving and involuntary manslaughter. intoxication and vomit with potential choking. passing out and waking up to being raped/gangraped.

part of the art of sane drinking consists in knowing how much you can handle and hitting a sweet spot. i’d explain more but i gtg this second, so more later.

Symbols hit it. It’s about knowing your sweet spot. I didn’t really start drinking until I turned 21. I was already smoking weed and sloppy drunks are a turn off...and by sloppy I mean like cannot walk and literally speaking gibberish. In high school I had only gotten drunk a handful of times. I just preferred smoking. Because I didn’t start until 21, I was an awful drunk. I was trying to keep up with friends but I was still building a tolerance. Anyway...don’t rush to drink or do anything(we had this convo too before), you’ll have time to enjoy them. And you definitely don’t need vices to be a “fucked up” person.

now that I FINALLY decided to stop drinking alcohol, I am learning all the other stuff you can have hangovers from. I had a junk food hangover yesterday. Once you eliminate one enemy, another one shows up, or I am just getting to know my body again, idk

Oh god! Junk food hang overs are the worst thooouugghhh.

so i wanted to follow up with the info that alcohol can be addictive for both psychological and physiological reasons, if i understand correctly.

psychologically, shy people can rely on it like a crutch. “dutch courage” and what not. and at the same time that it’s a depressant (it depresses certain functions of the brain) it’s also an energizer. so you can be less self-conscious and dance dance dance dance dance to the radio... (and then hang yourself the next morning). mutes become silvertongues, cowards become brawlers, and beer goggles remove all doubts.

furthermore, with busy/worried people, the overactive mind shuts down, which allows people to relax. this is why stats show that actually the more educated people are the more they tend to drink, ha ha ha ha. at least in the usa. im talking about everyday consumption not bingeing.

part of the relaxation effect is due to the release of endorphins upon drinking. yes, these are the same endorphins that you get from a dash of hot sauce or running long distance.

and this is what actually seems to drive the physiological addiction and the excessive quaffing: the opiate pathway. people start to “need” the drink to quell all sorts of negative emotions, often with contradictory consequences, eg., drinking while angry removes the anger suppression, and this is how people end up in fights/shootouts/abuse situations.

ssssoooo.... it’s definitely a risky thing, and if you have the tendency to get hooked on escapisms, outright dangerous.

how you fare with it is not just a matter of sheer willpower, but a mix of genetics, luck, culture, family history, and so forth.

speaking of culture... aussies are famous worldwide for overdoing it.

for examples of an ace drinking culture, look to the italians and their evening aperitivos, which are more preludes to great food than anything.

Giŕl on TV just said "I had no idea it would be so hard trying to cut the avocado", while slicing it including the seed

The bright side of having no friends in class is that I'm able to spread my books and laptop and shit across an entire table, rather than just half of one.

I need to make friends with the kids who bring fish and chips in at recess.