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I love reading all these other people's weird things they've heard confessed. Good writer's block.

Mine are not weird, but I guess kinda big things. I've had the same person confess to me that she has cheated on her boyfriend (with her ex) and had an abortion (not from the ex, this was a seperate confession prior to the cheating).

Before my other friend came out to everyone, I was one of the first people he confessed he was gay to.

I am definitly one of those people everyone tells everything to, and I like it cuz I like knowing stuff. In my case though I am pretty private and rarely devulge info about myself, unless I really want advice on something. I don't just tell for the sake of telling.
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Definitly nail biting. I've been doing it since I was a kid. I will find myself unconsiously doing it whenever I am stressed out or bored. I know I could break this habit too, I just need to really put my mind to it.

Also:
-Procrastination and being lazy. I don't know why, because both make me feel awful, both mentally and physically, and I always feel better once I do stuff, so I don't know why its so hard for me to make myself just do it.
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My childhood best friend was Tasha Penney. We were friends from senior kindergarden til grade 7 when she decided she'd rather be in the "cool" group than be friends with me. So she dumped me for them. At the end of grade 8 she wrote in my yearbook that she was sorry about what happened. Then I remember randomly in grade 9 seeing her at the subway station and we talked for about an hour. She's on Facebook and some of my mutual friends have her as a friend, but I don't. I doubt I will ever add her, if she added me though I guess I'd accept it. I think she is a nurse at St. Mike's hospital in Toronto right now. She's still friends with those same people she dumped me for, but whatever. It would've been pretty awesome to say you had a friend since you were 5, but I guess thats a pretty rare thing.
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I can't live with or without you
Thats pretty much how I feel it is overall.
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Yep. My boyfriend was my former assistant manager at Starbucks. I was a barista, so we had to keep it hush hush until he transferred to another store. We were really good about keeping things normal at work though. But we're still together, and its been over 5 years now. We both also still work at Starbucks, except different stores and he is now a manager and I am a supervisor.
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Uh...like a crippling amount. All I do is plan for the future, constantly thinking and rethinking how I want each year to go in my head. Because I have very specific things I want to do, mostly concerning travel, and I need to be prepared to do them at very specific times. But yes, its daunting sometimes and it does affect my ability to live in the present. But right now the present is so unsatisifying, so looking towards the future is sometimes the only thing that keeps me going.
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Yeah I would get weirdly obsessed with certain movies and watch them over and over again. I remember really loving Space Jam for some godawful reason. I watched the Nostaglia Critic's Space Jam review and realized just how commercialized that movie was. It was basically just a glorified advertisement for Nike.

Another movie I was extremely obsessed with, meaning I literally watched it every single day (no joke) one summer was Jumanji. I LOVED this movie. Again, it steamed out of nowhere and I was obsessed, but only for that one summer.
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I've got two. The first one without a doubt was the time I got rejected from entering the United States. It was my first real time travelling alone. I was taking the Greyhound from Toronto to San Fransisco to visit my uncle. I was 18 and not too savvy to travel. When I got to the border the border patrol asked me a bunch of questions, and one was "are you looking for work?" Me being the idiotic 18 year old that I was said "yes". I meant in Toronto, he thought I meant in the United States. So they wouldn't let me through. I had to stay in Windsor, Ontario until 1am (I think it was mid-afternoon when this happened) to take a bus back to Toronto. I was so upset and wanted to swear off travel. The next day though my mom's boyfriend convinced me to give it another shot, and he drove me to a different border stop in Michigan. We got in pretending we were going to some Ba'hai (he studies this religion) thing lol. Anyways, that was traumatic, but at least I got into the USA and eventually got to California. Even now whenever I enter the USA by Greyhound I get really nervous.

My second worst thing was losing my wallet in Rome, Italy. I was with my two friends, and it was disgustingly hot so we decided to sit in this park for a bit. For some dumb reason I took out my wallet and was kinda reorganizing all my money (I had British pounds, Euros, Canadian money etc.) and I think what happened was I put the wallet down and forgot it there. It wasn't until we were at a resturant having authentic Italian pizza did I realize my wallet was gone. We ran all the way back to the park (it was a good 30 minutes away) and it wasn't there. I remember my friend Beth telling me to be careful in Rome because people steal your wallet easily and I remember trying to keep an eye on my stuff and I still lost it. I don't believe it got stolen, I think it was just a dumb thing I did, but who knows. Anyways, my mom had to Western Union me money while I was in Venice, and again in Prague because Italy was smack dab in the middle of my month long European vacation and I had no money, no credit cards etc. It was a bit scary and stressful, but in the end it worked out and I still had a fun vacation.

But yes, those are my worst experiences. I still wouldn't give up travelling for anything though.
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Germany. I'm totally in love with Germany. Despite their very messy past, I can't help but adore this country. Its smack-dab in the middle of Europe (so easy access to other parts of Europe), its clean, its affordable. I think German as a language is cool. Even people tell me I look German. So most definitly I would love to somehow been a German.
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