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kittenb
I don't even know how that guy started dancing w/me. Let's face it, I kissed him so that my friends would see FOR ONCE I can be sexy. I am so embaressed. I wish they would judge me and mock me for my desperation. I wish that there was a snowballls chance I could forget all of this. They will think it's funny. I just want to hide.
culturehandy
I fucking hate my job. It's beyind healthy how much I abhor it at this office. I think this entire department is a goddamn joke.

I also think that I need to scurry off the virtual fight club thread now.
zoya
I am secretly pleased that I have been a bitch to some people at work lately. I've probably not really been a bitch, but for me, it feels like I'm being a bitch. I usually try to be nice and 'work through' conflict, because I tend to shy away from it. But lately, I am not putting up with shit. I'm too tired to, and I'm also sick of people below me not treating me like thier superior (which I am), and I'm not letting them off the hook. So there.

I am still holding out for SB to contact me again. Doesn't mean I'm not down for meeting other guys, just sayin. And I miss him.

culturehandy
I've become a crazy aggressive driver.

I've pierced my genitals but I won't pierce my tongue or anything on my face, I find this very odd.
yuefie
The most important thing to me in a potential mate is that they will make an extrordinary father, whether or not we actually have kids together. I gauge this by watching how they are with their loved ones and pets. If I don't see enough tenderness, care, concern and compassion or if I see selfishness I'm out. Looks, material wealth, social status, I could care less about. I admit that they need to be smart, though not necessarily book smart, just have some emotional intelligence and quick wit. But they could be 5'1 and have two heads, if they would make a great dad and have a huge heart, I'm game.
lilacwine13
I have done very little at work today and it's making me feel guilty.

Does this mean I'm going to go up to my boss and ask if there's anything to do? Nope. I feel guilty, but at the same time, I've managed to fool everyone into thinking I'm working my butt off, and knowing him, he won't think of anything for me to do either.
ginger_kitty
I have been feeling guilty for ignoring my parents lately, so I invited them to a fall festival today. But I confess I really don't want to go with them.

Related confession. Sometimes I find my mother incredibly embarrassing in public. I take her places anyway, but she is such an odd lady.
stargazer
even with all of my accomplishments, i feel like a failure of a woman for not being able to create a relationship for myself. or not being able to inspire a man to take care of me. i feel like i only have my career to fall back on. and i hate that i was nervous and ashamed to even post this. but, i think it is the reality of how i feel. boo.
pollystyrene
((star)) I know this sounds trite, but good things happen to those who wait. You're more than your career- you're dynamic, fun to be with, a great friend and a good person. I *know* that someday, a nice guy will figure that out about you.
culturehandy
I think that there is no chance for environmental repair while humans exhist. The world will be a better place when humans are no longer here.
roseviolet
I miss my friends.
And I mean my old friends ... the ones I've known for over a decade who know me better than anybody. The ones who now live 1000 miles away from me. My new friends are okay, but sometimes hanging out with them just reminds me how much I miss my old friends.

Also, I met a gal recently who seems nice and cool and all and she has even offered to help me paint my kitchen! How great is that, right? But I'm kinda reluctant to get too close to her because I know that she and I disagree on a lot of political issues. She says that she could never ever vote for a Democrat.
zoya
((stargazer)) I sometimes feel the same way. I feel like I've been able to get where I want with my career but I just can't get a grip on a relationship, and I get really fucking tired and pissed off at the whole universe for not making things easier for me in that area. Especially when I see other people around me just falling into great relationships, I wonder why it has to be so goddamned difficult for me - if it's a crapshoot anyway, why can't the guys I meet - who are otherwise really great, together men (finally got that part nailed, thank god) - actually be into pursuing something and sticking with it? Can't that just be as easy as them bailing? All I want is for that area of my life to flow as well as my career stuff has. ARRRGHH.


ps - For the record, Star, I think you're rad. If I had a penis, or if I batted for that team, I'd do ya biggrin.gif And in the words of a wise bustie wink.gif a man should be willing to work hard, if not harder, to keep you as his partner. haha
mouse
((star & zoya))

i feel the same way. it's so weird that everything in my life is So Awesome right now, except for the boy situation, which is pretty consistently abysmal.

toastybean
ok, now im feeling a little better that im not the only one who is feeling bad about not having a relationship. Every single one of my friends is in a serious relationship...i hate always being the odd one out in couple activities! it sounds so pathetic but i am very much jealous of them and their happiness.
tyger
I spent last night hitting on my friend's friend at a bar last night. Not the playful flirting I do to everyone, though, actual, blatant hitting on. This Friday is my first anniversary with the boything. I think I want to leave him and I don't know why.
lilacwine13
On Friday I heard that an acquaintance might be in town for the weekend and I was too scared to call her up to see if we could hang out. It's nothing against her, it's just that I couldn't get up the courage to dial the damn phone number, because what if she wasn't in town, or what if she was busy, or what if she just didn't want anything to do with me, or what if we had a lousy time, or any other number of excuses my mind produces instead of something that might be positive.

This is one of the reasons why my social life sucks so bad.
freckleface7
lilac, you should have called her.
she probably would have been thrilled to hear from you. (bc we all here think you are Wonderful !!) come see us in the socially inept thread sweets, that totally fits the MO.
(((((lilac))))))

I confess to becoming increasingly disillusioned and discouraged by the mass polarisation in our country;
instead of a great melting pot, it's every race/nationality/financial bracket for themselves and the closer the big election gets and I am more than at a loss as to whom to vote for, the less faith I have that anything will improve regardless.
this freaks me out deeply for my frecklette's future.
freckleface7
lilac, you should have called her.
she probably would have been thrilled to hear from you. (bc we all here think you are Wonderful !!) come see us in the socially inept thread sweets, that totally fits the MO.
(((((lilac))))))

I confess to becoming increasingly disillusioned and discouraged by the mass polarisation in our country;
instead of a great melting pot, it's every race/nationality/financial bracket for themselves and the closer the big election gets and I am more than at a loss as to whom to vote for, the less faith I have that anything will improve regardless.
this freaks me out deeply for my frecklette's future.
freckleface7
lilac, you should have called her.
she probably would have been thrilled to hear from you. (bc we all here think you are Wonderful !!) come see us in the socially inept thread sweets, that totally fits the MO.
(((((lilac))))))

I confess to becoming increasingly disillusioned and discouraged by the mass polarisation in our country;
instead of a great melting pot, it's every race/nationality/financial bracket for themselves and the closer the big election gets and I am more than at a loss as to whom to vote for, the less faith I have that anything will improve regardless.
this freaks me out deeply for my frecklette's future.
lilacwine13
Wow, freckle, you really must want me to make that phone call. wink.gif I keep on forgetting to post in the socially inept dorks thread, even though it fits me perfectly.

I get disillusioned over politics in general, as well as bickering between the Left and the Right. It doesn't seem to accomplish anything, and I'd rather hear about people getting over their differences, realizing changes must be made, and doing them.
freckleface7
I can't seem to leave well enough alone.

I also confess to a growing addiction w/ expensive organic products.
raisingirl
I confess I should probably care more than I do, but... eh. I'm so over it. For now.
stargazer
i never got the chance to say thanks to polly, zoya, and mouse....and you too raisin!!....for all of your support. i'm not the type to complain or vent...but, i'm learning in these past couple of years that it is ok to do this...it helps me to move on and not hold onto these feelings inside. it makes me move easier if that makes sense. blink.gif

oh, and i've realized...after mentioning this to sassygrrl...the one thing i've feared the most recently is making myself happy and that i need to recognize that i am smart and not be ashamed of it....so yeah, i'm trying to take care of myself..that's tough...
humanist77
s/he's talking to her/himself... blink.gif

confession: I'm a die-hard agnostic...but when I saw a horrible motorcycle crash happen 15 feet in front of me last night, I begged God to save him.
bunnyb
QUOTE(humanist77 @ Sep 25 2007, 02:09 AM) *
s/he's talking to her/himself... blink.gif


laugh.gif

Did the man involved in the motorcycle crash survive, humanist?
humanist77
QUOTE(humanist77 @ Sep 24 2007, 08:09 PM) *
s/he's talking to her/himself... blink.gif

hmm..the post has mysteriously disappeared..we're ON TO YOU, partystar/great/whatever ph34r.gif (I've always wanted an excuse to use the ninja [or is that a woman in a burqa?])

bunnyb, I hope so. It was pretty bad..we were witnesses though, so maybe we can find out if the insurance company calls..
llamas
I may have confessed this before, but...I fantasize about flinging my stapler over the partition at the woman in the adjacent cube. This particular thought would be appalling to anyone else in my office, as feeling sorry for her is the official pastime or something, but they don't have to sit next to her! She may have health problems, but that doesn't change the fact that she needs to either keep her voice down or get the eff off of the phone. I shouldn't have to crank my ipod up to an almost painful volume to drown her out.
pollystyrene
QUOTE(humanist77 @ Sep 25 2007, 11:03 AM) *
bunnyb, I hope so. It was pretty bad..we were witnesses though, so maybe we can find out if the insurance company calls..


Ironic, I saw a motorcycle accident a few weeks ago (was yours on Lake Shore Drive, humanist?) I didn't see the accident happen, but I witnessed the dumbass and his friends zipping around 3 lanes of traffic whose speed limit was 55 miles per hour, doing at least 15 mph over that, no turn signals just minutes before the accident happened. No one deserves to die for that, and I certainly hope he lived, but I hope the guy I saw learned a lesson when he smashed into the cement barrier that goes around the 80 degree curve at the end of the road. With no helmet, wearing shorts and a tank top. huh.gif
mouse
i confess that i regularly read the blog of the girl my college boyfriend dated after me (and stopped dating a good four or so years ago). we've never met, but i love her writing. if i were in her shoes, i would be creeped out and annoyed. but i LOVE. her writing.
treehugger
I confess that even though I'm living in the condo of my dreams, I'm still finding fault with it (neighborhood too white-bread, and my mortgage is too expensive) and I want to move again.

So I troll real estate ads and fantasize. This one is my latest fantasy.

I wish I could snap my fingers and sell my condo for what I paid for it, instantly. I'd SO buy that other one.
zora
I'm so ashamed of myself.
ginger_kitty
I hate the people that live next door, thier kids are so loud and rude!! And the parents are just as bad.

I almost can't stand going to work.

My husbands grandmother is remarrying, and even though it's a few months away, I am already dreading seeing my in-laws and having to deal with them.

I have been really disappointed in myself lately.
missladyj
I find other people's self induced drama whether on line or IRL boring. Totally fucking boring.


lananans
I resent my roommate. She used her entire student loan to go to Ireland for a summer and now complains that she's poor. Gee, I wonder why. Maybe if I had been so reckless I could have gone to Ireland too.
kittenb
I confess that there is a certain weird little trollish thing crawling through the website that I know I should ignore but s/he/it is so bizarre that I find myself seeking out her/his/its postings for a laugh. Is that bad?
culturehandy
some of my sexual fantasies are very violent in nature.
humanist77
yeah, kitten-totally bizarre. And it's hard to tell what s/he is up to besides linking to smutty websites.
you know that this poster has two identities, right? If we are indeed speaking of the same person..
kittenb
Yeah & I ashamed to admit that I follow them both.
zoya
me, too, kitten. I can't help it. it's like a car crash. I shouldn't even look, but I can't help it.
culturehandy
I want to punch the newest troll in the face. But am also still drawn to the wackiness like a train wreck.
runningwestward
I confess that I get mad about the prostitutes that solicit outside of my building. I live on the edge of a swanky neighbourhood but we have a solicitation problem outside our building. And they are the type in next to nothing who cat fight and scream at women walking by. I support the movement to build safehouses and to help streetwalkers to help themselves especially the ones on the Eastside, but these ones I just want sent away. They are mean and an annoyance and I can't muster up any other feeling then intense dislike. And the same applies to the numerous escorts who live in the general area. The ones with the small dogs and yoga mats drinking lattes at 2 in their lululemon clothes. I can't help it. I can't stand them. They are pretentious and snotty. From a psychological perspective I can understand that their behaviour maybe evidence of a deeper lying insecurity but do they have to take it out on the rest of us?

I confess that the rest of my confessions are trivial compared to that first one.

I confess that I still sleep with a stuffed animal. His name is Pony and he has a personality. Triboy plays along and will animate Pony too. We also have numerous imaginary animals in the house. And they have names. Tickles the bunny gets blamed for farts.

I confess that I have done nothing at work for three days now.

I confess that I am addicted to Charmed and have programmed it into the PVR to be recorded every day on Showcase Diva.
pollystyrene
QUOTE(runningwestward @ Oct 2 2007, 03:04 PM) *
I confess that I still sleep with a stuffed animal. His name is Pony and he has a personality. Triboy plays along and will animate Pony too. We also have numerous imaginary animals in the house. And they have names. Tickles the bunny gets blamed for farts.


I still sleep with a bear...and yes, there are regular conversations in bed with me, LeBoy and the bear. No imaginary animals, though- ooo, that sounds like fun!
kittenb
I confess that I to sleep with a teddy bear. He doesn't have a name, as none ever seemed right. But he is almost as old as I am (I think he might have been my brother's at some point) and he just fits too perfectly.

I confess that I almost screamed at my best friend that he is an elitist, racist snob b/c of his feelings about having an SRO opening on his street.
bunnyb
Phew, it's not just me! Yes, I too sleep with a teddy bear; Sharebear Carebear in fact and before that Tweetie Pie but he's needed a wash for a while.
mouse
QUOTE(runningwestward @ Oct 2 2007, 01:04 PM) *
Tickles the bunny gets blamed for farts.


this made me LOL.

i slept with one or another stuffed animal, if no one else was in bed with me, up until i was about 22. i don't know why i stopped. but i still hug a pillow like a stuffed animal. i like the feeling of something sort of propping me up as i sleep.

freckleface7
count me in for the stuffed animals.. a tiny speckeld pound puppy named Schmedly Sue.
I kiss him both good morning & goodnight & when the mr is away, he sleeps to one side of my chin.
And he needs a bath too- thanks bunnyb!

I confess that I have whined and complained about not being able to find a job in this hellhole of a town we are in, but now that I am faced w/ the prospects of one today, I am balking at the adjustments of the drive & what to do w/ my child, who I don't feel entirely ok w/ being home alone for a few hours after school every day.

I am probably going to call the friend who referred me for it and tell her no thanks.

I am probably Not going to tell the mr about this either. (he has most esp wanted me to work for some time, if only bc he knows I am still so at odds.)
knorl05
i'm a little bit strange..
somewhat intense.
but nothing i cant handle.
as for other people..

i confess i worry way too much that people are going to reject me.

so i counter that with being a bit of a loner.
but alas, i'd almost rather prefer it this way..
i need my personal time and space.
so i guess this is just a confession of how it is
and nothing i really feel too badly about.
mornington
I too sleep with a stuffed bear. His name is Milo, and he replaced Snowy, who I lost when my bags were stolen in south africa. I also have a shelf next to my bed that holds my other teddies - namely Cookie, Soldier Sam, and Arse the rabbit. I talk to all of them.

I put too much value on material things, and my house is full of clutter as a result.

I should feel guilty and ashamed, but I don't.
lananans
My stuffed bear is named Howard. My boyfriend thought until recently that I have had him forever, but really my Mom bought him for me in second year for Christmas, after I suffered a semi breakdown and was diagnosed with depression. Howard makes me feel better. Also, I do like the feeling of cuddling with something. When my boyfriend's not around, Howard's the main man.
kittenb
Confession - sometimes I hate having cats and I think about giving my girl cat away. In my defense, her health/behavior issues are going nowhere and I am racking up a huge bill that I cannot pay.
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