I am afraid of attachment.
I am afraid to die alone.
I fear nothing else...
I'm surprised I've made it this far. I'm only 23, but I seriously thought I would die before I reached this age. Not because I'm an alcoholic or on drugs or anything, just cause I couldn't imagine myself at this age.
Now that I'm here, though, I also thought if I did make it this far, I'd be far happier. I was under the impression that after you got a job, everything just became easier. You start earning money and good things would naturally follow from that.
Well, I guess I was wrong. I kinda miss the days back in school, even with the stress of tests and projects and fear of failing. For some reason, I was happier then. I dunno what it is.
Coconut Fried Shrimp
Obtain large to medium large shrimp. 18 to 20 count will work fine.
Peel and de-vein shrimp leaving that little bit of tail shell on. This makes a good handle.
After cleaning your shrimp put them in a colander and let them drain.
Two to three cups of shredded coconut
Take some all purpose flour and lightly spice it up with a Caribbean spice mix.
Next make an egg wash - 2 eggs and a splash of milk.
Now dredge your shrimp in the spiced flour mix.
Next dip shrimp in egg wash.
Now coat shrimp with coconut.
Tip- do this one shrimp at a time.
Now deep fry shrimp until done.
Tip - use fresh clean peanut oil at 350`
Enjoy!
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I thought i was dead when i woke up this morning...
As i got up out of bed,i had the bedsheet over my head and i really thought i was a ghost for a few moments.
It scared my misses to death :~}
mb
I've said it before and I'll say it once again.....
STUPID MEN
Especially one particular stupid, controlling, jealous, STUPID man.
BLAH!
I should be a saint. REALLY. Will someone recommend me to the pope for the sainthood thing???
ok, so I have this friend..a really rich Jewish girl, who insists that she is not. I am international student and so is she in a really small school..so, two lost people soon became friends...But, what i dont understand is that i am alwys uncomfortable around her..rather, i feel some sort of not belonging..i dont know if there is something wrong with me or is it her??
she lives in this apartment all by herself, which she feels $1000/mth for. all her furniture is from Ikea. she goes back home to Turkey after every semester...thats all ok..but, what i find hard to understand is that she insists that she is not rich...or rather, how her family is suffering, and she has had to go withou food!! really?? i mean she paid $1000 for her apt every month, even when she was back home in Turkey for 4 months in the summer!! is that not rich?? ok, now about me...i live in an apt with a roommate from hell paying $400/mth..i survive on loans from banks and other considerate family members..i am not saying that i have a bad life..all i have a problem is with the fact that there seems slo much of a disconnect between what she says and what she does..for months on end last year, her mother livd with her for company!! her father came to visit all the way from Turkey for a 3 day visit!! am i being prejudiced...should i just go on with what she is as a person...i know i should..she is a really sweet person..but, even her way of interacting at times seems to be put on...its like she tries too hard...
u c..i have always been a person who would much rather not have friends rather than be with people who are not genuine...i have never really got along with so called "rich folks" coz their lifestyle just doesnt seem to fit in with my world view..now, i am confronted with a person, who i have been friends with..i mean she is the only person i really hang out with..and, this person appears rich and also seems to lack genuity. is it time to confront her or confront myself and the stereotypes i hole of people..or just time to amke friends that i really get along with at all levels??
what do u think? is the problem with me ? or with her??
i don't understand why my ex-wife insists on controlling my life after our divorce. been divorced over a year, and she unofficially has the two boys full time. i have since been involved with another great woman, to which the ex is insanely jealous (despite her being in a same sex relationship) and uses the kids as tools to instill constant rules and guidelines regarding them. i still think that she is off the deep end when it comes to her situation, because our children are boys, and often confused about her lifestyle. i just wish that she would let me live my life like i let her live hers, and stop making me resort to mor court and police reports. Can't she just let it go?!!!!
Soooooooooooooooooooooo I befriended someone over the internet I have met the person once before but only for a short while, she went through a tough time last week so I invited her to stay for a couple of days this turned into nearly 5 days and she was so fucking rude, stupid internet forums and befriending people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Soooooooooooooooooooooo I befriended someone over the internet I have met the person once before but only for a short while, she went through a tough time last week so I invited her to stay for a couple of days this turned into nearly 5 days and she was so fucking rude, stupid internet forums and befriending people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every week I have a group event. In the past I have quite enjoyed it. Now, though, one of them knows my secret. I can tell... it's in the way she looks at me. And I've started avoiding making eye-contact with her, so it's probably even more obvious. She knows. She knows that I'd rather be invisible, that I'd rather I didn't have to talk. She knows how nervous I get and so tries to be encouraging and that somehow makes it worse. She knows that I'd rather stay at home than go out, but that doesn't keep her from inviting me to things, making me feel welcome... making me feel like a child, a project...
Old people have face lifts to make them look younger so how about teenagers having a face drop to make them look older? They could then get served alcohol in pubs and clubs.
mb
Just hating my life right now. I wish I can run away from everyone in my life and never look back and never feel any of it. I feel so alone
Herds of depressed persons, all unknown and anonymous, all suffering, fighting with themselves. They are the martyrdom of our merciless society. The unsung heroes, they think they are the scum of us all, or they see no way out of the darkness they're in ; but if they just knew that they are the best of us. Their sensorial experiences, so extreme, make them more alive than anyone else. Their sense of despair yells the question of meaning of life the loudest a man can. Their visceral doubts on their future, or the value of their past, raise doubts on the value of humanity as a whole. O people, courageous as you are today to not have died, use this courage to see how much human you are, O you, epitome of humanity, and embrace the rest to live as a survivor, as the hero that you are.
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My friend died many years ago but i'm not sure what part of the graveyard he is buried in. It's a pity they didn't bury the bodies in alphabetical order.
mb
is through her asshole.
You are receiving an archaic transmission from your esteemed friend---the KodyBear. The Kody, currently incarcerated, is now offering internet courses in the following subjects: Basic and Advanced Rendering - two ten minute courses designed to instruct the pupil in production of crack from cocaine and alcohol fermentation. This will prepare the student for basic and advanced credit card fraud. Due to the scarcity of AA batteries, instruction in sodomy has been suspended.
It seems that i am too far away from solve this mystrey.
I don't find meaning in anything i do. I don't have any motivation left to do anything new. all because i don't see any meanining into it. I try and see how and why myself doing a particular thing would make any difference to anything........and always i get the answer negative. I, in my mind, loosing all the value of what i have today. can anybody tell me purpose of life ?
No I am not making that up. Men who work in steel mills can verify this. Back in the day working men in the mills would bring a piece of beef with them for the meal break. Placing the meat on a long poker they would sear the meat quickly in the super hot furnace thus creating the term Pittsburgh Style.
I will see what I can come up with for some fall recipes. And my next recipe will be about shrimp.
About the "crunchy potato". You have got to be Kidding.
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