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Is it regular, seasonal, lockdown or PMS depression...?
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Hereās a fun little game Iād like to call:
Is it regular, seasonal, lockdown or PMS depression...?
Does anyone know how the name Roomba originated?
I have a theory...
I have been taking dance classes for a couple of years and one of the Latin American ballroom dances is called Rumba.
A very interesting fact about Rumba is that the dancers feet are basically never leaving the floor and every step is lead with the front of the foot. Almost like pushing the foot forward while only lifting the heel off the ground. (Thereās probably more to it but Iām not going in depth here with the proper technique)
Sooooo what Iām trying to say is that in Rumba the floor is āsweptā with the feet and a Roomba does basically the same. But like not with itās feet.
Iāve been trying to make a phone call for a few weeks now. But every time I pick up the phone I get an anxiety attack.
Today my mom asked me: why donāt you call? I donāt understand why you canāt just call! They wonāt kill you! Itās JUST a phone call.
She doesnāt understand how much itās NOT āJustā a phone call...
So when she confronted me about it I just shut down because I donāt want her to know how much I panic by the thought of calling someone. Additionally, I donāt even know whatās going on inside of me myself, how am I supposed to explain that to my mom?!!?!
When I shut down she started screaming at me which didnāt really help the issue here.
Long story short, Iāve been crying for at least an hour because my mom thinks Iām a failure and Iām disappointed in myself...
....and I still havenāt called who Iāve been trying to call
As for someone from Europe, American friendships are so weird to me.
Anyone can be a friend.
āOh you know Emma?ā -āyeah, sheās my friendā
And Emmaās just over there thinking āoh so weāre friends? I said hi to you once in the hall in sixth grade...do you even know my last name?ā
Here is a question:
Where do all the hair ties go that Iāve ever given away?
I feel like they should be spreaders around evenly. If I lend one to a girl I will one day borrow one from another girl and so on. However, I seem to only lose them...
Somewhere out there must be a girl that has ALL the hair ties anyone has ever given away...
Going outside with glasses when itās raining and cold:
1. deciding to leave the house
2. getting raindrops all over your glasses
3. not being able to see anything
4. going back inside because a. itās raining and b. itās cold
5. glasses fogging up
6. not being able to see AT ALL
7. trying to find a tissue or suitable cloth that wonāt scratch the glasses
8. cleaning the glasses
9. thinking about how ugly you are w/o glasses and hurrying to put them back on
10. realizing that they are now dirtier than before
11. not being able to see again or being distracted by that one smear thatās all across your right lense
12. giving up on life
13. deciding to never leave the house again when itās raining and cold