I cannot say much, but I can say that my brain is complicated. A web of feelings that only some will know completely. I could make a list, I could show experience, or you could simply scan it with a complex machine. It's intimidating.

Why?

Anyone had to deal with the CMF capstone requirements? I feel like I'm getting screwed over and my teachers/advisers never told me. Like there were 3 emails about the september meetings...from last year.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

I hooked up with a boy multiple times last semester and this summer that I had feelings for, yet told him that I was fine with FWB. I never shared my true feelings with him because I knew it was not reciprocated.Sometimes it's easier to reject ourselves before someone else can. When I didn't respond to his snapchat about hooking up, he simply blocked me off every social media source. Now I dread the day I see him on campus with a girlfriend, something I never was. My advice to all you singles, if you are afraid to share your feelings with the person you're hooking up, it's not worth it. The fact that they are comfortable hooking up with a stranger, but uncomfortable with having a real talk saids alot. We all deserve better.

Is there anywhere in flag that will do a men's Brazilian wax?

My family bluffs and says we're Mexican. We aren't. We're Native and white mutts on both sides of the family; parents met and then married basically after their families had some similarities. They're so ashamed and frusturated about our difficult family history they not only lie about what it is, but they actually avoid getting too tan and brown, blwach and recolor their hair, and some like my mom even wear fake color contact lenses. So youre gonna pick on me for being so pale, but youll all pretend to be white while talking shit about white people, Natives, and Hispanics? Damnit this is an obscure frusturation. This is some Hollywood level sitcom BS.

I lost a women's black leather jacket downtown on Tequila Sunrise. If anyone found it I would really love to have it back. It was a gift from my mom and it means a lot to me.

Im from VietNam, I go to a university of technology in Viet Nam . Many times i wanted to approach to talk to some of international student who were living in my dorm. But i was too shy and worried if I might bothered them. Do you mind if I make friend with you, we can have conversation some time, I just want to explore american culture, generally.
From Viet Nam with love