Kitty-Kat

ok first just some info i feel like could be relevant? it started after i stopped shaving there (maybe a coincidence but the last time i shaved there it was with a sort of old razor that wasnt as clean as i usually keep them and i should have thrown it out a week ago tbh) ive also had a really uncomfortable but relatively mild yeast infection thats taking its time clearing up.

so ive developed a really inflamed, and tender skin issue on my bikini line and its been about maybe a little over a week and it isnt getting noticeably better. its pink and splotchy and raised with a few blisters or sores (?) not really sure what they are but they dont feel any different than the rest of the area and arent leaking anything like puss or bubbling up w water. its smooth in texture and the puffed up skin sort of wrinkles up/folds up if that makes sense? it doesnt itch and is bearable i guess but it can get really painful if im wearing underwear with elastic thats tight around that area. i can at least tell its not from chaffing, ive dealt with that since high school and can recognize and deal with rash/skin irritation from that. so im not sure if its a fungal thing or some kind of skin infection infection or what. theres 0 itchiness and ive tried black african soap, coconut oil, antibiotic cream, and currently im trying vasaline if anyone has any ideas of literally any kind i would love it, im hoping its something i can clear up without having to deal w a doctor or gyno bill.

Ok. Periods never end well for me. Mine last 3 days, so I have it in one quick burst. The fourth or 3rd day I just kinda spot. I'll be on my second day tomorrow, and the second day is always the worst for me. Not to mention I don't get along will with pads and tampons. Tampons work most of the time, but when I stretch or do any kind of physical activity, I can feel it and it hurts. And I always leak at the front and back of my pad (I switched to those longer wined ones, but they... give me wedgies in places that shouldn't have wedgies.)

Not to mention on my second day I bloat really badly, and I feel sore and I run a light fever. I can't ask my dad if I can stay home for just today, because he never takes me seriously when I tell him that my period causes physical pain, and I don't really have a mom to back me up. (It's even worse that I have a younger brother, a twin brother, and an older brother. So I immediately get labeled as a drama queen when I complain or lay out on the sofa with tea and heating pads)

And even if my dad DID let me stay home, I wouldn't be able to because I have important testing tomorrow that I won't be able to make up.

Also, my PE class is my very first class, and it's going to be two hours and 30 minutes because of the weird schedule change that was made for the testing. Help? :(

"She pulls her hand back in reflex, half-choking/yelping; thinking she was caught, or that she had touched his hand and was about to die."

I'm helping my friend edit a short story, and neither of us can figure out a way to word this without it seeming awkward. Any suggestions?

I think it started around 5th grade (I'm in 10th grade now). We were studying religion in Social Studies, and our teacher was talking about the ten plagues. She told us that when the river was turned to blood, it wasn't actually blood but just from some sort of red rocks. I was extraordinarily idiotic back then , and I took what she said way too seriously. I started to thin, "well then if that was a lie, then whose not to say that everything religion says is a lie?" Genius, right?

Things took a downward spiral from there. I eventually developed depression from thinking about how when I die, there could just be black nothingness. Last quarter in school I learned that babies who aren't baptized, even if they're born still borns/miscarraged, are going to hell. I mean what kind of logic is that?! Or how some religions say that people who aren't part of their religion, are transgender/gay/lesbian/bi, or atheists, are going to burn in hell (or for agnostic people just be stuck in limbo). I know so many people who fit into those categories, and thinking that they're going to go to hell for literally doing nothing, seriously upsets and confuses me. So it's like no matter which side I choose, I'm just going to end up getting f*cked over.

It's like, I'm afraid to be anything- Christian, Athiest, or Agnostic. I would be too scared to put myself in one category, or just too stubborn and say I need proof. Years of Biology and physical Science have wrecked everything I thought I knew about believing in god. Like learning that personalities are just environmental, the purpose to anything is just for survival/reproducing, emotions are just chemical balances in our brains, and we as humans were created by basically a huge coincidence.

I'm afraid to talk to my parents about if, because my moms a heavy christian and my dads a REALLY heavy catholic, and I really don't want to know what kind of reaction they'd have to me thinking like this.

But if I had to choose, I'd choose to be Christian- live out the rest of my life not being afraid of death and knowing that some almighty being loves me more than anyone could ever love me. But I'd want it to be that your religion, beliefs, or sexual orientation didn't matter.

When it comes down to it, what I'm rally asking for here is just some help. I want to be a Christian again, I really really do. But I can't do it on my own.

This started happening a few days ago. I've been researching on it, but I can't find an answer anywhere. I went to system preferences, and restored every thing to default under keyboard shortcuts, and nothing's happening. I thought I and found the reason why I could't drag and drop: I went to system preferences, universal access, mouse & trackpad, trackpad options. Dragging had been selected somehow, so I selected it again. I thought that fixed my problem, but nothing changed.

I can copy and paste folders, icons, or documents, but thats about it. It won't let me copy and paste text on emails, textedit, or really anywhere. I normally copy and past by doing control v and control c, so when that didn't work I tried right clicking, going to edit copy/past, and tried going to edit and clicking "paste and match style". Literally nothings working, and anything I find on the topic just has people saying that you need to try erasing your computer and setting it back to its defaults. I really need to find a way to fix this, primarily the copy/paste issue, because I've got something huge due tomorrow that counts as a midterm for a class, and only half is done and it requires a lot of copying and pasting. Any sort of advise or tips are welcome! :((((

Because in the game, installed sims will come up as pre made sims, and I've noticed that when I delete a specific item, it will keep coming back as long as I still have the sim it came from.

This video has been up for over a year now. And Its a video of me and said friend in Costa Rica last summer. I changed schools, so we sorta lost contact, but my new friends found the video and began commenting on it, saying it was funny and cute. I'll admit that no one it the video looked very good, especially me and her (the video is us messing around, jumping in mud, giving each other horrible makeovers, or just messing with each other.) But what do you expect? we were on a mission trip, and the only person who cared about looking good was my friend. Because she's sorta... She's sorta a vain bltch. And she's one of those 15 year old girls on Facebook who post statuses like; "Last night was sexellent ;))" and "GOING TO GET HIGH LOL" (she has actually posted these). So now she keeps calling me and sending me messages on Facebook telling me to delete the video and threatening to report it because she thinks she looks bad in it. Even though its my video and she's already untagged herself. I want nothing more than to say "It's my video. I'm not deleting it just because you don't think you look good in it" But I can't. Whenever someone says something to her like that, she sends it to all her contacts and says what a bltch whoever the person was that went against her. Plus, I don't want to be mean to her, she'd been my best friend since like 1st grade. And I still kinda consider her a best friend, but not so much anymore (mostly because when I invited her to go see wicked with me after not seeing her half a year, she was texting and complaining the entire time). I just need a way to tell her that when I said no, I'm not deleting it, that I meant no I'm not deleting it, while still being nice about it. Any suggestions? =(((

Were artists of the middle ages and such times bad artists when it came to painting people or did people actually look that bad? I mean, paintings done within the 18th to 19th century show real looking people that one can identify with, but those earlier are scary.

I know about the size difference: perspective was dumped for importance. In group paintings, the more important the person, the bigger he or she was made, while those of least rank tended to become dwarfs scuttling about the canvas in reduced size.

They got the image of trees, bushes, flowers, buildings and stuff right, along with rocks, rivers and clothing, but the people just look... off.

White people were pasty white, the eyes often looking puffy, lids half closed, and their faces did not look real. Forget about the occasional black person to appear, because he was usually painted a curious 'black' and either deliberately made to look horrific or held the same, odd 'dead' facial image as the whites.

Religious paintings got me. I mean, I've looked at some where the Madonna and Child must have been painted by someone who hated them. While clothing, background and all would be good, the faces would be horrible, ugly, pasty, unpleasant to look at and, in some cases, either distorted or on about the level of a kids attempt.

I spotted a change around the late 15th century, or so, when famous or rich men started having portraits made of themselves and they started looking more realistic. The faces took on life like characteristics, the eyes became normal and not diseased looking or puffy, and, of course, perspective went into everything. These people were usually dressed like 'fops' in the blousey, dark clothing, that ruffled neck thing, stiff looking material and knee high boots of leather.

To me, all of the paintings looked dark and gloomy, but much later I read where age had darkened the protective varnishes put over the paints or they had not been cleaned in a couple of hundred years.

Modern- middle 1900s- painters could do work so great that one had problems determining if the work was a photograph or a painting.

I looked at Rubin's works. He liked chunky people. Pale, sick looking, chunky women again with curiously bland faces. Again the backgrounds were 'normal' but the people looked strange.

Now, did people look that bad in the early centuries or were artists just crappy when it came to real life? Was it a 'style' to paint people looking over tranquilized, puffy, far too pallid, with too smooth faces, bland expressions and doughy in appearance?

Oh god, then the religious paintings. Why were so many painted with the Christ Child looking actually demonic, or ugly? Even Mary has been portrayed in a similar light, like a 6th grader did the faces. (If you've never seen ones that aren't that bad, look up ugly renaissance babies)

I've seen people with no training sketch better images on notebook paper now in high school, along with myself and anyone else in the visual arts major. Now days, even if the artist is not that good- like those charcoal portraits gotten for $5 at fairs and such- you can clearly see the resemblance to modern people.

They had to have had great artists in the early centuries who could sketch a real looking person. But I've only ever found a few handful of them.

Art museums of ancient art are packed with portraits of such sick, demented looking people living in castles, dressed in fine clothing and all. I'd figure that they'd get irritated at being painted so poorly, unless they actually looked that way.

So, did people look that way? Or were most artists just bad at painting people?

I found these disorders and thought they seemed pretty close to whatever's been happening to me.

I think it started around 5th grade, I remember waking up and just feeling detached. I felt like everything was hazy to me. I thought it was because I wasn't getting enough sleep, that i wasn't drinking enough water, or that I needed glasses. I had also remembered how I tried to describe it to people. I said it felt like I wasn't my body, that instead I'm trapped in a room inside my brain controlling everything with a big control pad looking through a giant screen to what was actually happening in real life. I'm in the end of my 9th grade year and its still there. I still don't know how to describe it. I tried to tell my doctor about it, but I only told him that it was like everything was surreal (but looking back, i wasn't really sure of the exact meaning). I don't know whether it's always been like this or if its just my brain confusing me. as I've gotten older, I could kinda describe it better. It's like 2 giant fuzzy thick wall have been placed on either side of my head, or eyes. blocking out and numbing what is happening, but still generally staying in control. and since the beginning of thus year, I've noticed myself zoning out more and more at random. Its like i just lock my eyes on something and star with a blank face. Thinking back, i'd done this before too, but I'm just now starting to notice it this year. I take adderall for ADD, and while it gets me to focus in class, it makes everything else worse. As soon as it kicks in, I have to force emotion onto my face if i want to show it; I stop unconsciously making facial expressions like one would. I also become socially awkward for at least 3 hours, or however long the medicine is in full effect. I don't know how to respond to things, or how to hold a normal conversation without everything being forced.

Sometimes i just ignore the feeling and go on my merry way with ought even releasing it. i hate it.

i had also read some where that it can be linked with other disabilities, and I'm wondering if my depression or trich can be linked to it too. I just want to be normal like how everyone else is, not even having to try because they weren't born with a short circuited brain that's pre filled with disabilities :(

help? I want to talk to my doctor about this too, to see if it is a disability and if i can take medicine to fix me.

I have to write a two page essay on nuclear proliferation in the DRC, but so far I can't find anything major on it other than the non-nuclear proliferation treaty, and the rumors of illegal uranium mining. So... help? ... Please? Really just anything that's happening currently, happened in the past, or any thing concerning nuclear proliferation and drc.

I already tried them, but I'm not sure if they're right:

amo, 2nd sing. present: amas

amo 2nd sing. imperfect: amēbas

amo 2nd sing. pluperfect: amueras

iubeo 1st pl. imperfect: iubēimus

iubeo 1st pl. perfect: iubāvimus

iubeo 1st pl. pluperfect: iubāveramus

cado 3rd pl. perfect: cadērunt

cado 3rd pl. pluperfect: cāderant

dormio 2nd pl. imperfect: dormēbātis

dormio 2nd pl. perfect: dormuistis

dormio 2nd pl. pluperfect: dormueratis

I know for a fact I got most of them wrong. Whoever answers will earn my undying love or something.

I translated a passage from latin to english, bit I need help finding the latin imperative, english and latin below:

Latin:

Post meridiem poetae latino studebant; Quintus aliquid intelleger poterat. Tandem Orbilius pueros dimisit. Quintus *** patre tristis ad Suberam redibat; "O pater," inquit. "ceteri pueri magni et ingeniosi sunt; omnes Graece dicere possunt. Ego parvus sum et vix quicquam intellegere possum. et magister valde severus est." ille "noli desperare, care fili," inquit; "tu diligenter studere cupis. celeriter disces." I didn't add the long marks in '3'

English:

After they studied Latin poetry; Quintus had been able to understand something. Then Orbilius dismissed the boys. While Quintus returned sad to his father in the Suburam/Suburbs ; "Oh father," he said, "the other boys are magnificent and are clever; all can speak Greek. I am small and scarcely understanding anything. And the teacher is very stern." He said; "Do not despair, my son, you want to study hard. You will learn quikly."

soooo whoever wants to be awesome and tell me the latin imperitive, will earn my undying love or something.