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Open Question: Please help me to solve the following case study based on Strategic Management:?

(The following case study is lengthy and i have no clue how to solve it. Thanks for ur time) In mid 1984 Mr. Mahmood, the General Manager of Westward Exports Limited, Karachi, Pakistan was trying to implement a management information system. He was facing resistance from Mr. Saleem, his most senior Supervisor. Mr. Mahmood wondered what he could do to overcome this resistance. Company Background Westward Exports was an exporter of ladies cotton garments. It was a private company established in 1971. It was a family run business and all four directors were brothers. Over the past fourteen years the exports of the company had grown from Rs. 0.71 million in 1972-73 to Rs. 59.76 million in 1984. Almost 90% of the exports went to USA. It owned no manufacturing facility of any kind. It purchased cotton cloth from six different textile mills and had the cloth dyed and printed. This fabric was then passed on to 138 stitching subcontractors. The company had been expanding the product line over the years and by 1983 it was exporting about one million garments in over one hundred basic designs. The 100 designs were presented in a large of fabric types, shades, designs and sizes. When seen in the context that the company had to get all these things done through subcontractors, the managerial control of the operations became quite challenging. The directors who had always been actively involved in each and every aspect of the business, and made all the decisions by themselves, felt the heat of changing situations. They appreciated the problem and decided to hire some professional assistance to bring more control to their operations. Mr. Mahmood Mr. Mahmood was hired in late 1983 to be the new general manager. He was an agricultural graduate who had about fifteen years of marketing and sales experience with a multinational organization. He also had attended more than a dozen management development courses. The directors were confident that he could introduce some new control measures to help ensure the continued success of the company. Mr. Mahmood quickly determined that if Westward Exports was to remain in business it immediately must eliminate the haphazardness in its operations. No proper costing, no scheduling, no progress sheets or order status reports, no follow up charts, or for that matter no control procedure worth the name existed. “It was all so nebulous” he concluded. He worked 1 Currently serving as Chairman, Department of Commerce, Bahauddin Zakria University, Multan. late hours to comprehend fully the nature and scope of the company’s business and its coordination and working relationships without contractors. Almost immediately he started to design a proper system to help cure the lack of control and information available. Mr. Saleem Out of about 200 old employees in the company, the key operating manager was Mr. Saleem. Saleem joined the company in 1973 as a production officer, nearly the lowest rung in the company’s hierarchy. He distinguished himself because of his hard work and was promoted to be a supervisor. By 1982, Saleem, under direct supervision of the directors, was looking after every activity in manufacturing. Right from raw material procurement to packing and shipping of finished garments, he was coordinating all of the activities. Because of the varied nature of his duties and his dedication to work, he was able to learn all the ins and outs of the business. Saleem also was considered to be a man with a photographic memory. He virtually ran the whole business from the information stored in his head. “I have an abhorrence for paperwork”, said Saleem. “My work load is so great that I am always engrossed in my job. Even my dreams are job related”, he added. “But due recognition has always been awarded to me by my director.” Current Situation Mr. Saleem initially cooperated with Mr. Mahmood. However, when Mr. Mahmood started to implement some of the new systems and procedures, Mr. Saleem refused to go along with them. Mr. Saleem even questioned the very need for such a drastic change. “Ask me about anything …. any detail of a fabric, any garments any export order …. For that matter anything that has bothering the people here with such clerical burdens? These luxuries are all right for big companies, but not for us. We can not spare people for such unproductive things.” Mr. Mahmood understood that Mr. Saleem was close to the director and was the senior-most supervisor. Therefore, his opposition could not be taken lightly. Mr. Mahmood also felt that others might say that he had neither the general management experience nor any particular experience in the garment industry. Conclusion Nevertheless, Mr. Mahmood was confident that the company did need the change and as soon as possible. He was troubled; however, with the resistance of Mr. Salaam’s reluctant to accommodate his new system, he would not be able to do the job. Questions f  more

Open Question: Bed Bugs, A Nightmare, Please help!?

In May, my youngest son attended a camp for three weeks. When he came home, unintentionally he brought home a little surprise. I obviously had no idea for a while why he was receiving bites all over his body, I just brushed it off as misquotes. As time progressed I started receiving bites and my other son also started getting bitten up. I was still completely confused until one day I was laying in bed and saw something crawling on me. I obviously killed the bug but had no idea what it was so, I did my Google homework. I basically found out this bug was a Bed Bug. Once I learned what it was I inspected the mattress and my son's was completely infested. I ended up throwing it out because it was so badly infested. I also inspected my mattress in which I only found one bug and only like 3 small blood stains. I vacuumed it very well and put it in a bed bug vinyl bag (bed and box spring). luckily my eldest sons bed did not show any signs of infestation but i vacuumed it anyway and also put it in a bag (bed and box spring). Also before even moving my sons new mattress into the house i encased it in a bag. The thing is, I still see them sometimes, on the bathroom floor and I know my sofa's are infested. If anyone sits on them they get bitten. I don't know what to do. It's a brand new living room set, that I payed close to 2,000 dollars for. As a single mother living on a Nursing Assistants incoming, I honestly can't afford to throw it away. Yet, I can't afford to hire a professional. I called around and it's 1,000 dollars, and most companies said it will probably take multiple treatments. I spent my entire day crying my eyes out. I don't know what to do. I can't live like this. I feel like a pig. I mean I'm going to try to rid myself of the problem but It's already cost me close to 1000$ between replacing the mattress and box spring, buying bags for the beds, and buying the "good night" spray at home depo. I'm going to spray my sofa's in this spray which seems to work really well (it's non toxic and can be used directly on fabric). Then I bought foggers, I'm going to fog the entire house. Then I'm going to cover my sofa's in plastic, with a staple gun and put sofa slip covers over them. I don't know what else to do. I feel so helpless. Do you think this will work? I plan to launder the covers every week and do regular vacuuming of baseboards. I also plan on fogging once more. Anyone experienced these horrible little bugs? What did you do? Advice, is more then welcomed! Btw. How can I avoid my eldest son bringing them to college with him. I'm so worried in the fall he will bring them to college with him.  more

Open Question: Criticism for my poems please?

I'm sick of fighting, I give up! I've told the people that could help, But I haven't gotten anywhere. I'm sick of telling my story, Of why I hurt, And why I need you. I begged and begged, I tried to get better, And yet I fell, Time after time. And now I feel, It is the end. How can I go on, When no-one can help? I've given my best, I've done all I can, I'm young, I've got a life ahead. But what's the point of trying, When I know that I will fail? Some people live, Some people die, But who knows what will become of you and I? I feel my eyes begin to wet, I feel the coldness take my body, And yet I cannot bring my self, To cry, Or live, Or die. I'm all alone, I want some comfort, I want you to be near me; To tell me that everything will be okay, For somebody to hear me. My eyes close, I want to die. I need to get some attention. This loneliness is a silent killer, It drives us all insane. My wrist screech to be cut, I know I must resist. The silent cry of my bedside scissors, Is echoing through my ears. Sometimes I wish you'd notice me, That you'd ask me how I was. I wish that you'd hug me on a bad day, And tell me it was okay. I wish you'd want to talk to me, Or see me every day. I wish you would notice me,  Every now and then. I wish that you could see me at times like this, I also wish that you were real, Or that I had somebody to love. I spent my whole life sewing, Pulling the thread through the fabric of my life; Making a neat stitch. I don't know what I'm making, But I know I'm not done. Then the thread was pulled, You pulled it apart, Separating all my work. My life, Tearing at the seams. I held your hand, You held mine; The coal was burning at our feet. But neither one of us could run away; We pretended everything was okay. A quick flash of flames caused our hands to part, And now we're on our own, Burning, And afraid to meet again. When I look in the mirror, What do I see? A stranger looking up at me, A face I should know quite well, And yet I feel, This face is completely new to me. I do not know what to expect, When seeing a reflection, Sometimes I see a deadly face, Or the darkest of monsters. I curse the idea of a second version of me, As I would hate to see, Another soul, So delicate; In the same pain as me.  more

Open Question: Some short little poems I wrote?

When I feel dead and empty, I write really short poems to take up my time, here are a few. I feel like I should post them just to get them out of my system, I'm also welcoming criticism. Sewing I spent my whole life sewing, Pulling the thread through the fabric of my life; Making a neat stitch. I don't know what I'm making, But I know I'm not done. Then the thread was pulled, You pulled it apart, Separating all my work. My life, Tearing at the seams. Flash I held your hand, You held mine; The coal was burning at our feet. But neither one of us could run away; We pretended everything was okay. A quick flash of flames caused our hands to part, And now we're on our own, Burning, And afraid to meet again. Reflection When I look in the mirror, What do I see? A stranger looking up at me, A face I should know quite well, And yet I feel, This face is completely new to me. I do not know what to expect, When seeing a reflection, Sometimes I see a deadly face, Or the darkest of monsters. I curse the idea of a second version of me, As I would hate to see, Another soul, So delicate; In the same pain as me.  more

Resolved Question: Isn't the church like a wormhole?

A wormhole is a gap in the fabric of reality that contains void inside its mouth The church, through its religious services and sacred symbols, opens doors to the spiritual world When I'm in church, I feel that a portal to the spiritual world and to its eternity opens. Eastern Orthodox Church  more

Open Question: help redecorating my bedroom?

Hey guys, so im 14 and im redecorating my bedroom. I painted my walls a lime green color 2 years ago that my mom wont let me change. anything else can be switched around, like my comforter and rugs and curtains.... I wanted to go for a kind of boho feel to the room.. with like cool darker colors and drapped fabric.. and some lights... does anybody have any ideas so i can make this happen while still having my green walls? what main colors should i use? anything helps!! thanks!  more

Open Question: What does my dream mean?

Last night I had this really weird dream that really left me a bit confused: i was in a medieval-looking town, but it had bits of places (villages & towns) i've been in (i live in the south of spain). Suddenly, very sharp nails were flying from all directions (they poured out from the sky, there were nails that looked like if they were being shot, like if they were bullets), the nails were piercing the houses' walls and some of them were hurting me too, but it wasn't an unbearable pain, it was a bit irritating and annoying. I suddenly was in a house, that looked like it was a poor family's house, but it was actually amazingly big. 2 random people (that somehow i had the feeling that I knew although I've never seen them) told me to follow them if i wanted to protect myself from the flying nails. We went up the house, and the nails became stronger, sharper and they went through the cracked walls like uncontrollable bullets. We had to walk up on some kind of fabric instead of stairs (so it was a bit complicated to keep balance) and the 2 random kids and I had to avoid some cactus-looking plants that were on the fabric. Halfway there, there was a window (well, a hole), and massive dark and heavy nails were violently pouring out of it; the kids ducked down and avoided them, but i wasn't able, so i had to quickly run, hoping that i wouldn't suffer a lot. Then, out of no-where, my grandma appeared and hit my head with a cactus while she said: "It'll give you good luck!" I was confused and i kept on running, I was about to reach the last part of the house, but then everything blacked-out and I woke up. Sorry for this really boring essay :)  more

Open Question: Dyeing a hoodie with acrylics?

I somehow wound up with a band hoodie that we found in our garage. The band (From First to Last) was the complete opposite of my musical taste, but the hoodie itself is very soft and comfortable. Anyhoo, I was wondering if I could dye the band logo black to match the rest of the jacket using watered-down acrylic paint. The logo itself is of good quality, it's not just painted on but the fibers themselves are white. That's really the best I can describe it, here's a stock photo for reference: http://www.backstage-fashion.com/From_first_to_last_012.jpg If my proposed method isn't exactly ideal, could you suggest another way? Preferably a way that'd keep the fabric soft, and not feel like it's obviously covered in paint? I may paint my own design on it one day, as well, I'm not sure. Thanks :3  more

Open Question: Opinion on the beginning of my story about a teenage stripper?

PRETTY ON THE INSIDE I was aware of my underwear being slightly dirty and slightly too loose. I wondered if I could pin it discreetly in the back to keep it up and if it would look weird. I was self conscious of the pink and white patterns, patches of feminine polka dots, plaid, and stripes, that loosely patched together to form this lingerie. No. Not lingerie. Lingerie was a word too sophisticated for what I was wearing. It implied beautiful, sexy girls in lace, who could speak French and kiss well. Long legs and lipstick. I, on the other hand, speak a half-assed Spanish and and am slightly stubby. I have had few boyfriends and lipstick only adds attention to my yellow teeth. I was not wearing any lingerie. No. The patterns that loomed and wove themselves self between my legs instead brought another word to mind. Panties. Panties evoked images of sluts who strip to pay rent and sleep with married men. And I was, indead, wearing panties. They were too thin in some places, too thick in others. Worn from wear. They looked childish, girly, young on my adolescent legs. Vulnerable. I wondered how many people were paying to see me to look exactly like that. Creeps in the audience, disgusted and pleased at the same time to the pleasant surprise of their own b0ner to a teenager. A virtual child. I might have hated my job, but I was can't deny that I'm good at it. I felt my panties sag in the back and pulled them up a bit, my shaky fingers slipping on the silky fabric, struggling to make them stay in the desired position. Not sagging around my @ss, high on my hips. My mom bought them for me about a year and a half ago, expecting them to only be worn under jeans, only to be worn when my cuter underwear was in the wash. She never intended it to be worn like this. But here I was. In panties. Behind the curtain, a small veil shielding me from perverts, distancing me only feet away from their penises and grime. I was so many worlds closer to them then I wanted to be. The curtain was lifted, and I was greeted with yells and bright light. Slut. Whore. Strip. The abuse was my applause. It meant I was doing it right. I shook my skinny, teenage hips a little and tried to vacate my mind, lend it to their vacuum souls. My panties came off with a smile.  more

Open Question: What type of fabric should I use?

I'm trying to make tiny teddy bears in multiple colors. I tried using felt, but it's simply too thick to turn the tiny pieces inside-out! What kinds of fabric are there that come in many shades and are thinner (preferably NOT broadcloth)?  more

Voting Question: why do i feel so bad?

i know your all going to say that its pathetic etc... but i had to find out through facebook (i was deleted and his status changed to single) that i was dumped, iv not heard off him for a few days so decided to say whats going on using the website as i wasnt getting answered or repled by phone. over the last few weeks things have got hard and built up, family n friends problems have built on me and i could see bad signs such as tired, irritable for no reason and latly more hair than usual coming out as well as patches that were really thin compaired to other places. after finding this out iv just dropped. usually i clean through my stress by bleaching anything thats not fabric such as walls, floors, etc... now i have lost the energy to even do that and i cant deal with it no more. im not going to go to my gp for help as i have just come off anti depressants a few weeks back as well as sleeping tablets so i would feel pathetic asking for more when i know i should be able to bring myself back up without that help. any iadvice would be appreciated thanks to tosha and emo, you both gave me some faith that even strangers have compassion. both the replies were kind and have helped me realise that what friends have said and done have been trying to get me to feel better. i will try and eat more for a while as my eating dissorder dosent help me feel much better, most of the time coming up to lunch times makes me worry about how much will be put on from my cerial or veg. you 2 have made such a difference to my outlook just by reading them now. thank you both ever so much for giving me hope in strangers, i know iv already said it but it does make you have faith in the kindness of people and the compassion people you dont know have, i just wish he hadnt been such a coward and even sent a text or facebook email to say that he wanted to end it more than anything. xxx kisses and thanks xxx  more

Voting Question: how can I remove oil based paint from fabric?

we were painting ceramics and it wound up on my sofa.my sofa is made out of polyester and cotton I believe. it's a micro fiber, not the really soft kind the rough kind that almost feel like a type of leather  more

Voting Question: What fabric should I use to make a plush wolf?

I'm making a plush wolf but I'm not sure which fabric will be best as I haven't got a big budget. I'd like a kind of fake fur for most of it and felt like stuff for other bits. Can anyone help?  more

Voting Question: i have tourettes and i spit inside/ at jobs even when i don't want to.?

i get disability for it. but i want to work- yet i get fired for having an authority figure problem, which i don't consider a problem. it's a part of the compusions i feel w tourettes to spit, or wear certain clothes, fabrics, hair in my face to hide my facial tics, i get anxiety when my hair is out of my face. i have ocd when it comes to certain fabrics so pants are not an option. i have to wear the exact same skiirt everyday. i haven't changed my skirt in 3 years literally. i wear legwarmers even in 100 degreee weather. this is not a joke it's serious. im a girl and have had 'rebellious" problems all my life. but i dont feel im rebelling. sometimes im very cooperative, more so than not. but i get in trouble alot at jobs. what jobs can i do with these tourette problems. anyone know. or do i have to stay living on a measley $700 a month for not fitting in with society i wont dtake prescription drugs it's against my beliefs. i feel medical community doesnt care for wellbeing since so many people die it seems more harm than good. i turn into a zombie. and my psych doesnt know shit about tourettes i feel like im gossiping or dwelling on stupid issues when i go to them. does no good for me  more

Voting Question: I can't beat my BF in wrestling need help please!!?

I think I should just clarify something, because people asked me why I put this on the LGBT board. I'm homosexual and I'm speaking in reference to my partner and me. My boyfriend and me are both on the wrestling team, and every now and then I'll challenge him to a wrestling match to see who's better than who. We when we wrestle privately, we do it off the books from the folk style wrestling "obviously" and we use a variety of other holds on each other. But we still wear out singlets when we wrestle so that way there really is no interference with street clothing. Plus the nice tight fit of the fabric feels real nice to wrestle in. But he's able to take me down in a about a minute, and he usually submits me in a headscissor or in a grapevine hold. I know these holds are really difficult to get out of, but is there some secret on how to wrestle out of them? I've come close to making him submit to me by trying to wrap my legs around his waist and putting him in a choke hold. But then - he flips me over his shoulder and wraps his legs around my head in a figure four headscissor. I hate this, because he laughs at me while I'm trapped moaning in pain and begging to get out, but he only squeezes harder and harder. Or even sometimes he'll hump the back of my neck when he squeezes me in this hold. The rotation of his hips when he does this makes it even more painfull >_<. But he usually releases this hold after he cums and squirts. Once I feel the wetness on the back of my neck, I know its over. But I need to tap him out for once! Please, any words of wisdom would be appreciated. Anything I can do to counter his submIssions??  more

Voting Question: How good does touching with fabric barriers feel?

Today I felt up my boyfriend but he was still wearing pants. I'm curious as to if that still feels sufficiently good?  more

Open Question: How would you interpret my dream?

I had this dream. In it I’ve fallen asleep on the transit bus and it’s gone way beyond town. At first we’re in a sort of other-Murphys( a small town I live near), as though that town has a much more crowded/ city like twin. I look out the window and in one crowded building I see someone who looks like my mother but doesn’t acknowledge me. The bus rolls on out of town without stopping. For some reason it doesn’t even cross my mind to ask anyone where we are or tell them I’d forgotten to get off at my stop. My mind frame is too hazy and I feel as though I’m about to drip back into my previous sleep. We’re rumbling through a country side now and the driver yells out, “Next stop Wonderland!” “Wonderland?” I ask, reaching up to make sure my top hat is securely in place. It is and I feel a new confidence in myself as the bus driver confirms that the next stop is indeed wonderland. We get off into a wood. There’s several of us, a few wearing top hats but none as impressive (if I may be sanctioned to brag in my own dream,) as mine. I smile at the others and inquire if they’re coming with me. There’s a story board's quality to the dream now. It jumps in time like real memories do. I see us all gathered beneath the trees on couches and chairs laughing and smiling. I see us all seated in other seats as though the famous ’move down’ had happened. I swing on a giant swing with rose vines living in the ropes. I think that one is in the queens garden. I am having so much fun. I know it’s a dream now but I don’t want it to be. Then I turn a corner and I face a valley that has clothes lines running all through it with sheets of fabric hanging. The sheets are tie-dyed in a trippy way, with copies all over. Different colors combinations are everywhere. They move and align now and I see only one pattern. It’s black and red and it reminds me of fire. There’s a note on it with different pictures of Alice (from the cartoon) and instructions but I don’t know what it does so I try saying one aloud and after a feeling of disappointment… I wake up.  more

Resolved Question: Is it good. Should i keep writing. Does it make sense?

It's called A Beautiful Nightmare. Ecept i dont know what to call her a Vamp-wolf, Were-pire. Any other suggestions? Anyways here's the story: My name is Masey Carter. I’m a normal girl. Kind of. I go through all the ups and downs every girl goes through in her life. Kind of. I have a normal family. Kind of. I go to school. Kind of. I have normal friends. Kind of. But here’s the thing, instead of craving chocolate like most people, I crave blood. Instead of staying normal all the time, I change every full moon. Instead of having perfect teeth, I have pointed sharp teeth. You could call them fangs. Call them whatever you like, it still doesn’t change who I am or what I am. I’m a were-pire. And this is my life. **************************************************** The cold breeze was blowing against my fur, causing it to go in different directions. Tonight was a full moon, so I was in my wolf form. The moonlight glistened on my fur as I was chasing a stray deer that got lost from its herd. I normally don’t eat when I’m in my wolf form but tonight I felt different, tonight it felt like I was getting pulled towards my inner wolf. The other reason was because my Mom and Dad had sat me down and had “the chat”. They said to me, I’m the right age now that my body will either have to choose to change into a werewolf or a vampire. Just at that moment I pounced on the deer’s rump and dug my claws into its soft flesh. My Dad was also in his wolf form---- but he can change into a wolf anytime he likes; only adult werewolf’s can do this---- he made a swift motion and swung his giant paw at the deer’s head, making the deer unconscious and fall to the ground. Eating wild animals is one of the many things my Dad and I do when we’re in our wolf form. I was busy gulping down the warm, fresh blood from the small wound my Dad made in the deer’s throat, when a loud thunderous growl erupted from my Dad’s throat. My head snapped up and my ears pricked, I was alert and the fur on my back stuck up straight in the air. The bushes that were only a couple of feet away from me rustled and a dark shadow appeared. Noticing who it was, Dad and I calmed down and trotted over to the cheetah that had a bundle of fabric in its mouth. It wasn’t just an ordinary cheetah (because cheetahs don’t live in the small town of Buckatunna, Mississippi) it was my best friend Blair Ramond. She’s a shape-shifter not a werewolf. If you called her that she would rip you apart. You see shifters and were’s don’t like each other simple. Even though right now we are inseparable. We still don’t get along sometimes. Were’s can communicate with one another while in their animal form. However shape shifters and other supernatural creatures cannot communicate with the were’s. This makes my relationship with my best friend Blair even more difficult. When were’s communicate to each other, their mouths move like any humans would in a conversation. But to a supernatural creature or a human their mouths appear to be closed. I looked at my Dad and he stepped in front of me but kept his distance, noticing what I was doing. The air rippled around me and my muscles and bones began moving into the shape and form of a human’s body. At first the pain is agonizing but it only last for a second and then it just feels like doing a back-flip in the water. I lay on the ground just for a little while as my human thoughts and senses came back to me. It was another miserable day so the ground was still moist from the rain earlier. I looked up to see my Dad and best friend changing back into their human form. When dad changes it only takes him a couple of second and it takes me 5-10 minutes. He walked towards a nearby bush which had our clothing behind it. Yes, I was naked but you can’t keep your clothing on whilst changing into wolf form, it would just rip to shreds. Blair crouched beside me waking me up from my mind blabber. She had already changed into her pre-cheetah clothes, tank and her favourite pair of trackies (don’t ask me why she loves them if you ask me they are hideous.) “Hey, Mase just thought I’d warn you that there are some local hunters about 1km away from you so I just stopped by” she said and gave me one of her signature smiles. Blair is the exact opposite of me. Plump face, freckles, full lips, blond hair, blue eyes, she’s sporty and all the boys are drooling after her. Me, well I’ve got a diamond shaped face , ash black hair and forest green eyes. I normally lay low and stand in the back of the crowd. If I look in the mirror I can see a dark shadow surrounding me. You see different vampires have different powers I can read people’s minds and se  more

Voting Question: Dry Humping = Pregnancy?

I didn't wear anything, but my boyfriend wore boxers and shorts, the fabric of the shorts was silk like. He didn't ejaculate, and I'm on birth control and have been for 2 months, this happened during the second month and I always take my pills everyday at the same time, I especially took a pill the night of the incident. What worries me is that even though I'm having cramps, and should be getting my period either now or soon, I'm scared I won't get it. Thinking I may be pregnant has lead to many stressful, sleepless nights. And I haven't really been eating as much due to feeling so awful from the stress -- which I've heard can delay periods. Could someone please help me calm my nerves? I don't know if I should be concerned or not.  more

Voting Question: Skin rash caused by allergy. Help?

The other night I did a nutmeg and milk mask. I have a couple scabs on my face that I didn't want to scar, and I read that nutmeg was really great for preventing and treating scars, blackheads, and zits. The recipe I found used only nutmeg and milk as a paste, and told me to leave it on for 23 minutes. My skin is kind of fickle and can be sensitive to certain things, so I decided to leave it on for only 15. When I washed it off, my skin felt the same as it did before. I was kind of disappointed but I figured it might take a day or two to notice any improvement in my skin. Anyways, the next day I washed with my regular cleanser and I noticed that my forehead seemed to be a lot worse than it was yesterday. I had some little bumps that weren't there before, but they were barely noticeable so I shrugged it off. However, this morning, I woke up and looked in the mirror and I have a rash all over my entire face! It's red and itchy and made up of thousands of tiny little bumps. They are EVERYWHERE, but most noticeable on my forehead, wings of my nose and my chin. I'm horrified. I don't think I've ever had a reaction this bad to anything. Usually I am not allergic to things, and I've consumed nutmeg and milk products plenty of times before with no reaction at all. I'm trying my best not to scratch it, but it's quite difficult. I've tried a cold compress but that just made it itchier. I am house sitting for my aunt and she doesn't have any medication or anything. I don't have any antihistamines on me, and I don't have a vehicle to go and get some. Any ideas on how I can improve this rash? I'll be going to the clinic as soon as I get a chance, but I'm stuck here for another day or two. I'm 99.9% sure that it was the nutmeg and milk mask that did it, because I have a distinct line that is rash free on the top of my forehead where I avoided putting the paste because I didn't want it in my hair. Plus, that is the only thing I have done differently with my skin, and my aunt doesn't use fabric softener or anything because my uncle is extremely sensitive to most things. The rash isn't anywhere else on my body, just my face. Please help, the itching is unbearable.  more

Resolved Question: is this good?PLEASEEEEEE?

Yesterday was a history, tomorrow is a mystery but today is a new beginning. It’s in your hands to resolve the mystery that lies ahead by accomplishing good deeds. Today, I stand right beneath the grey clouds that are layering over the sunshine on a green rolling plain hill that fills the air with lavender. Going over the memories of my precious life, I’ve discovered how many ups and downs occurred between many time periods. Today, I have everything. Alexis Stephen, 25 year old women, who is now a professional flute player that play in varies international bands. My mother Sofia Stephen owns over seven fabric depots. My father, Sam Stephen owns ten international wood cutting factories. You might have come to the conclusion that were rich and YES we are. But, today I have everything except for my childhood best friend, Libia Wilkonmin. 15 years ago, my family, and me we lived in a miniature village that’s located in a corner of Australia which was covered by forests. My family didn’t have enough money to send me to school that’s why I helped my family with housework. We woke at 5 am, my father and me, we stepped into the forest behind our hay made house where my father hammered the trees to get wood. My job was to go beyond the forest into the berry bushes where I collected freshly grown berries for supper. My mother, sewed clothes for while cooked and did chorus for the house. Everyday was the same. One day, my father and me, went into the forest once again. As we walked along the trail my father had some concerns about the berries I collected and then he left me to walk the rest. Going through the forest, I felt something flying above, as I glanced ahead I saw nothing but a group of bird flying by. I ran toward the berry bushes until I tripped over something that looked gold alike. I landed on a piece of wood, which was broken. As I stood, I noticed a brown-silver recorder which had the name “Libia” carved on it. “Stop, Please.” I heard someone shout behind me .As I turned around I saw a girl who was wearing a red princess dress with a silver bow around her waist, red high heels with silver stars, and a silver head bow. “Sorry but that’s my flute.” She declared. “Oh. I’m Sorry, I though somebody left it here. You look quite dashing.” I responded with embarrassment “Oh, well thank you. You seem like a nice person. But your clothes?” She asked in worry. “I’m Alexis, my parents aren’t rich so, I have to stay with these clothes.” I said “Oh, Well anyways in that case, Why don’t you keep that flute, as our friendship present. I’m Libia and we just moves in the house that’s over by the far hill. See me here tomorrow ill show you. By the way why are you here?” She asked. “I live here too. i come here everyday to pick berries”. I responded “Oh Ok. Nice to meet you, See you tomorrow.” She said as she ran back. I ran to the berry bushes in excitement as I collected some fresh red berries and ran back. I decided not to tell my parents about the present that libia gave me “Flute”, since he’ll tell me to return them. Today, My father was conceited of me because I picked some perfect freshly grown berries; as well my parents were stimulated to meet Libia. Fifteen days later, Libia and me, we were now declared best friends. One day, she invited me and my family to her gigantic house for dinner. She also gave me a couple of thousand dollars to buy new clothes. I went home in excitement as I told my parents about the money and how Libia invited us. That night, we got all dressed in our regular clothes. Libia welcomed us with a open heart, as we entered her house, we saw a huge fountain that sprayed water and million of silver bricks that made it look rich and expensive. “Libia? Oh Hello.? Her Father Said. “Good After.” my Father responded. “Good Afternoon.” He retorted “How are you.” My Father asked in excitement. “Were good, but sorry we have to go.” Mr.Wilkonmin replied. “Oh, Well am sorry, we’ll leave.” My father said in embarrassment “Dad, Where are we going.” Libia asked in disappointment. “Were going to expensive party, rather then seeing some people who wear ripped clothes to our million dollare mansion.” Mr.Wilkinmin said “Dad!.” Libia Shouted “Libia, Kick them Out, and that’s my Decision.” Mr.Wilkinmin declared “Its alright sir, were poor people but we don’t insult other, we’ll leave.” My father said as we left their expensive property. My father punished me not to meet Libia, One day as I went into the forest to collect berries, I saw Libia who waited for me. “Alexis. I’m sorry.” “Please libia, I think I’ve had enough. Your dad insulted my family.” “I’m sorry its just that I don’t have a mom and…” Please.” “Alexis. Stop showing attitude.” “You Stop! “ “You know what maybe my father is right,, maybe poor people have no life, maybe your nothing but a mean little poor child.” I picked up my berry basket and walked out. “Ok Bye Little poor kid. Our fri  more

Resolved Question: Can you help me figure out why I'm always so sick?

I am a 21 (soon to be 22) year old woman. I used to only feel bloated during my monthly cycle but nowadays I'm always bloated. Also, I've gained some weight. I never really exercised regularly (only sometimes) but I have always watched the foods I eat and nothing has changed. I'm always constipated...I tried having more fiber or even a laxative but even then it barely works. I get headaches very often. At random times I feel dizzy. I'm always SO tired & sleepy. The worst thing is...I feel this intense nausea at random times throughout the day. I can look at something and I'll feel sick. This can't be normal...but I saw my boyfriend's cell phone light up inside his pocket. I could see it clearly through the pocket but just the way it looked through the fabric made me nauseous. I can be doing anything. In fact I was sitting here listening to the rain outside this open window when I felt sick...so I decided to ask. I have a doctor's appointment coming up but I just wanted a little heads up maybe. Yes I am sexually active...I had that thought in the back of my head but I was choosing not to even think about it. I just dont think I eat that much bad food to be gaining weight like this...also, I have stretch marks on my belly now. The just came in the last month or so.  more

Resolved Question: Why am I always feeling queasy?

I'm a 21 (soon to be 22) year old woman. I used to only feel bloated during my monthly cycle but nowadays I'm always bloated. Also, I've gained some weight. I never really exercised regularly (only sometimes) but I have always watched the foods I eat and nothing has changed. I'm always constipated...I tried having more fiber or even a laxative but even then it barely works. I get headaches very often. At random times I feel dizzy. I'm always SO tired & sleepy. The worst thing is...I feel this intense nausea at random times throughout the day. I can look at something and I'll feel sick. This can't be normal...but I saw my boyfriend's cell phone light up inside his pocket. I could see it clearly through the pocket but just the way it looked through the fabric made me nauseous. I can be doing anything. In fact I was sitting here listening to the rain outside this open window when I felt sick...so I decided to ask. I have a doctor's appointment coming up but I just wanted a little heads up maybe. I'm always urinating...could that also mean I'm dehydrated?  more

Voting Question: 80% Cotton,20% nylon vs 100% cotton?

I am looking to make a top, but cant find the print I want in 100% cotton. Is there a big difference in the mix versus pure cotton fabric? Do they feel and lay the same? It is my first time sewing, and I am looking to buy the fabric online. Thank you in advance!  more

Resolved Question: Why does my husband's skin clear up when we go on trips?

We were wondering if it had something to do with water or maybe the detergent the hotels use compared to mine. Also, on these trips we don't get sun or go swimming ( I know these can help acne) so this is not part of the equation. I use Tide with a touch of downy detergent and snuggle blue sparkle liquid and sheet fabric softener. Also, our water is just city water, not well water and it is not soft water because it doesn't feel silky.  more

Resolved Question: Bored? Wanna read and rate my first ever short story (it's really short)?

Hi everyone, thanks for clicking on my question! So, I love to write, but I usually stick to creative non-fiction and comical (at least I try to make them that way) personal narratives. Since I'm on summer break and have some spare time (while I'm not working serving fro-yo), I thought I'd broaden my spectrum and dabble in the waters of short fiction. So, below, for your reading pleasure (well, don't expect too much pleasure...it's not great), I've pasted my very first short story for you to read and rate (I enjoy constructive criticism...but don't be too harsh). I realize it still needs a lot of work (I mean I only wrote it in a matter of 20min or so), but some feedback and tips would be excellent! Thanks a lot!! :D Collette going on Coquette The screen saver popped up on the ancient computer’s dusty screen. Collette’s eyes followed the vibrant design forming before her. She fought the urge to check her email by sitting on her hands. Collette was drowning in Pre-Calculus homework and truly couldn’t afford to fail that class, much less slide by with a pathetic C-, yet it was 7:24pm on a Tuesday night and all she could do was desperately wait for another email from her darling pen pal, Jameson. It was nearing the end of Collette’s dismal junior year of high school, and she had somehow managed not to reel in a boyfriend. Collette knew she wasn’t completely unattractive, and she certainly hadn’t invested her meager savings into boy repellent, but for some reason, Collette had never been asked out by a member of the male persuasion. Her best gal pal, Rene had insisted that Collette’s only problem was that she played hard to get. Collette always defended herself by saying that just because she wasn’t Miss Flirtatious like Rene, didn’t mean she was making the guys work for her. Collette was just shy and her confidence wavered whenever a guy was in her vicinity. Collette finally settled dejectedly on the fact that she’d have to wait until college to try her luck with the boys; at least then she’d be testing the waters of a completely new school of fish. For the time being, thanks to perfectpenpal.com, Collette had found the remedy that would tend to her woes. When surfing the web one day, Collette had an epiphany and decided that she’d get a pen pal, or more like e-pal, and with him, she would put her flirting skills to the test. This way, if Collette became a confident virtual flirter, she’d pick up the expertise and eventually master flirting with a guy face to face; right in time for college! Jameson was a senior in high school who lived in Liverpool. He was dreamy, according to his Facebook, which she of course searched, he was an amazing writer (Collette always got lost in his words), and, most importantly, he made Collette feel special. He wrote to her as if it was his sole purpose in life. Collette had spent a good fifteen minutes fantasizing about her dream boat of a pen pal. She had maintained her self-control for longer than her best record by far, seven minutes; so she rewarded herself by taking her fabric imprinted hands out from between her thighs and her computer chair and signed on to the internet to check her email. Collette quickly skipped right past her SAT reminder emails and scrolled right to what her heart was skipping a beat for. Without her newfound obsession, Collette had no idea how she would spend her time; well, aside from getting started on her mile high stack of math, that is. Collette felt absolutely content with herself. ---To be continued (and generously edited)---  more

Voting Question: Why do we say "smells of" instead of smells like?

If we feel soft fabric, we say it feels LIKE silk. If we taste a creamy dessert, we say it tastes like ice cream If we hear a rumbling sound, we say it sounds LIKE thunder If we see a furry animal, we say it looks like a kitten. Yet, when we smell burning leaves, we say it smells OF smoke, not like smoke.  more

Voting Question: Does a computerized sewing machine do all the work?

I read on a review that a particular model I like does not come with a foot pedal. Does this mean that computerized sewing machines do all the work, including the sewing? Obviously I would still need to guide the fabric. I like having the control from a foot pedal, so if there is no need for one, maybe it's not the machine for me. Feel free to tell me your experiences as well since I'm not familiar with this type of machine.  more

Voting Question: whats wrong with me ? when ever handle fabrics i feel like im sufacating for a few seconds then it goes away?

i remeber a few days ago my mom told me to go get a trash bag and when i touched it i felt like i was suficating .  more

Voting Question: Is there something wrong with my vagina?

My vaginal discharge has always been something that has worried me. I'm 16 and I'm not sexually active. When it comes out, it kind of smells like Church's Chicken to me. It's sometimes just like a white stain, but other times it's like white bundles that look like when you roll fabric glue around your hand but slightly softer. Is something wrong? I feel no itching whatsoever or redness or anything else that's weird. My period is normal.  more

Resolved Question: Why does my dog sniff everything fabric before she sits down?

I have a new puppy. It disturbs me a bit that she has to smell absolutely all fabric and carpet most of the time before she will lay down. It leaves me feeling as if I am going to find a bunch of insects een though there is no evidence of such. Is this typical or 'normal' behaviour for a pup?  more

Resolved Question: Bra problems. help me professionals.?

hi, i am a 13 yr old girl who recently started wearing bras. so it goes like this. i have tried all types of fabrics of bras. but when i wear a bra i just feel itching. i wear a bra everyday and remove it during the night. when i got to sleep. i am allergic to polyster. idue to this itching problem i wear a sleeveless inner shirt and a bra on top of it. i dont feel comfy when i do that. i went to a doctor thers nothhing wrong with ma breast. please tell me if u know any way to stop this itching. it happens only when i wear a bra. i have searched all over the internet about bra fitting guidelines. but nothing seems to be useful. please help me for 10 points i used cotton bra too. it doesnt hurt me. but it itches. so should i keep anythin under the cup. my cup is soft but the band and back are itching.  more

Voting Question: some kind of arts and crafts with paper and pictures?

i'm feeling crafty ive got glue,paper,fabric,paint Popsicle sticks and lots of pictures...any ideas?  more

Voting Question: Shoes for teenage guys?

I usually wear flip flops alot. I wear the leather, fabric, and rubber ones. I usually where them from March to November. When it's too cold, I usually wear Sperry Top Siders. I get really bored of just wearing them every day then. I get called gay sometimes for wearing flip flops so much, but I don't really care. I would like to get some Nikes too, but I wouldn't wear them often. So I want some more shoes other than just Sperrys and Nikes. I usually only wear Abercrombie & Fitch, but I'm trying to get into preppier brands such as Lacoste and Polo as well. I like to dress well, too. I usually don't wear tee shirts except in the summer, especially since the look good with shorts and flip flops. Assuming I go out every day of the week (this is in late fall/winter), I wear a striped or plaid button down twice, a polo shirt three times, a sweater once, and a tee shirt twice. My problem with getting some Nikes is that I'm used to flip flops and preppier shoes so I feel like I can't go away from them. I used to wear them every day like every other guy (except the summer), but that really disgusts me now. My sister said it was fine to get some but I don't know. I'm going into high school, and almost every guy in middle school did this. A lot of the guys at the high school did this. I don't think it's that bad if you don't wear them every day. Please no stupid or hurtful answers :) Sorry it's so long. I would prefer answers from girls that like guys that dress pretty good and guys that dress pretty good. :)  more

Resolved Question: Could some one please give me some feedback on this?

Chapter 1 my role as fate: It was 12:07 A.M. The sun was beating down but besides the heat it was near perfect weather. Unfortunately I couldn't enjoy such a nice day. At least it wasn't my last. The brief case felt slightly heavy in my hands. I walked up the the check in desk in the hotel lobby. Keeping the anxious feeling that plagued my mind inside I asked for a room? "Alright Mr. Stevens you will be in room 3067 on floor 3, enjoy your stay and if you need anything at all feel free to call down." I took my room key and stepped waited for the elevator to return to the 1st floor. I didn't have any luggage. I wasn't staying the night. In fact I probably wouldn't even be here for a whole hour. The door opened And I stepped in side. I slipped the credit card back into my pocket. This was a nice hotel. Not cheap and certainly not worth the money for less then an hour. However it wasn't my money and it happened to be in the perfect location. My last name wasn't Stevens either. It was just one of the many identities I could take up at a moments notice. A select few people actually know my real name. And they aren't telling anyone. I walked down the overly adorned hallway to the door with the correct number on it. I unlocked it and stepped in being sure to place the do not disturb sign placed on the door handle. I unlatched the brief case to reveal a M24 sniper rifle. I began to feel the familiar sensation of loosing all emotions and just concentrating on the job at hand. I slid open the glass door that led out onto the balcony overlooking the street below. If all went according to plan this should be easy. Making sure everything was working properly on the rifle I crouched down and waited. Ten minutes later a nice looking black car pulled up in front of the coffee shop down below. A man dressed in a Black pin-stripped suit stepped out of the car and sat down at one of the outside tables. I tensed up. Soon I would have to make the shot. A cup of coffee was brought to the mans table. Another man appeared. He was fat and slow he almost looked like a fat penguin when he walked. He was dressed in a white suit made with enough fabric to make a parachute. He sat down. This was my target. I took a deep breath and lined up the shot and pulled the trigger....  more

Resolved Question: Can't win a wrestling match, need help!?

Me and my mom love to wrestle. Sometimes when no ones home, we decide to clear out the living room and have a playfull tussle. I wanna say she beats me because she likes to wear a one piece bathing suit when we wrestle, and I think it makes her more agile. But then again, its also game over if she squeezes me inbetween her thighs. Her reverse headscissor is a killer, and so are her grapevine pins. Her headscissor sucks because I'll be moaning in pain begging to get out, but she just giggles and squeezes harder. Also, the feeling of the skin tight lycra fabric of her swimsuit does distract me a bit when shes wrestling me... like when she puts me in a bearhug, the material feels nice, and I think thats a factor as to why I'm losing >_< lol She may be in her 40's but she is VERY strong, and I'm pretty skinny. But there have been a FEW times when I was able to make her submit; times when I managed to wrap my legs around her waist and squeeze, and put her in a choke at the same time. But unfortunately she usually gets out of this by flipping me over her shoulder and puting me is a straddle pin :( So yeah fun stuff. But my question is - is there some sort of secret to wrestle out of these holds she applies? She's real fun to wrestle, and it would be nice to win more often, lol  more

Voting Question: Need wrestling match advice!?

Me and my mom love to wrestle. Sometimes when no ones home, we decide to clear out the living room and have a playfull tussle. I wanna say she beats me because she likes to wear a one piece bathing suit when we wrestle, and I think it makes her more agile. But then again, its also game over if she squeezes me inbetween her thighs. Her reverse headscissor is a killer, and so are her grapevine pins. Her headscissor sucks because I'll be moaning in pain begging to get out, but she just giggles and squeezes harder. Also, the feeling of the skin tight lycra fabric of her swimsuit does distract me a bit when shes wrestling me... like when she puts me in a bearhug, the material feels nice, and I think thats a factor as to why I'm losing >_< lol She may be in her 40's but she is VERY strong, and I'm pretty skinny. But there have been a FEW times when I was able to make her submit; times when I managed to wrap my legs around her waist and squeeze, and put her in a choke at the same time. But unfortunately she usually gets out of this by flipping me over her shoulder and puting me is a straddle pin :( So yeah fun stuff. But my question is - is there some sort of secret to wrestle out of these holds she applies? She's real fun to wrestle, and it would be nice to win more often, lol  more

Resolved Question: Trouble Breathing what is the cause?

Could Anxiety &/or Panic Attacks Cause Asthma? Because now my air ways feel tight. Like as if they're inflamed whenever I feel anxious, stress or something else. Strong odors would bother me, like the smell of gasoline or fabric softener. The shower curtain would even bug me. I'd have to use a paper bag to help me. I don't know if it's from stress or allergies? I've seen doctors & still no help they just think it's allergies. & what they've given me didn't help. This bugs me to the point where I just bust out crying when I can't breathe.  more

Resolved Question: I feel like a fish without water?

Could Anxiety &/or Panic Attacks Cause Asthma? Because now my air ways feel tight. Like as if they're inflamed whenever I feel anxious, stress or something else. Strong odors would bother me, like the smell of gasoline or fabric softener. The shower curtain would even bug me. I'd have to use a paper bag to help me. I don't know if it's from stress or allergies? I've seen doctors & still no help they just think it's allergies. & what they've given me didn't help. This bugs me to the point where I just bust out crying when I can't breathe.  more

Voting Question: Interior Design Help please?

My mom has given me a huge project over summer, to design our downstairs. I need help though. We have a Mediterranean feel throughout the house (very light tan carpets, mainly light tan walls, white trimming, dark mahogany kitchen islands & counters with granite counter tops and white ceilings) I don't need to focus on the kitchen area. I need to focus on the walls and how to set the room ... like carpets and tables. We already have most of the furniture we need, a large leather mahogany colored sectional and a fabric print chair & ottoman mahogany and tan- ish colors. we also have metal & glass tables, a flat screen tv that has ugly cords that hang down because it is mounted on the wall that i hope to cover. I am supposed to use as little money as i can and to use modern style to the area. So if any body can help me that would be wonderful. Thanks :D !!!!  more

Resolved Question: URGENT: Proofreading for my essay(300 words).?

Please help me to proofread the following essay and shorten it into 300 words as I has to submit on the coming Monday. Thanks a lot! Title: My Unforgettable Trip to Mongolia Many years ago, I read a book about Mongolia. It mentioned that Mongolia is one of the highest countries in the world. Mongolia is known as the "Land of the Blue Sky" and enjoys around 250 sunny days a year with clear cloudless skies. This image has left in my mind for years. In the summer of 2004, I got a chance to go to Mongolia with my cousin Mathew and his friends. During the trip, we stayed at a yurt with a nomadic family for three days to learn about Mongolian culture. After thirty hours of travel, we finally arrived at Mr. Svieta family yurt. The whole extended family stepped outside to greeting us. The yurt looked like a white puffball mushroom. However, the interior of the yurt was colourfully decorated with bold floral fabric and brightly painted furniture. We experienced the hospitality of nomadic Mongolians as we drank goat tea, homemade cheese, yogurt and fried bread. The tradition is one of unexpected generosity. For instance, the goat tea had to be made in the guests' sight. It contained goat's milk and salt but I found it in an acquired taste. On the other hand, the yogurt was delicious and the best that I have ever had. We sang the traditional Mongolian songs as a way of communication. Besides, Mrs. Svieta taught us how to play the Mongolian waltz in the Gobi Desert and it was such a pleasure moment that I could have never predicted in my lifetime. The last day, Mr. Svieta slaughtered a lamb from their flock and then cooked the fresh pieces of meat in a large cylindrical container. I found the fresh lamb was delicious indeed! Although the temperature in Mongolia was very cold at night, I felt the warmness from the Mongolian. Our time with Mr. Svieta family had been very rewarding. To see a family of thirteen that spending and sharing a yurt together did make me feel how close a family could be. All in all, it was a truly unforgettable trip for me! Hi Sean Robert, Thank you for your prompt reply! You've shortened my essay into 308 words in addition for your proofreading workd for me. Thank you so much again! almond Hi George, Thank you for your detailed reply! For the food I mentioned, I rewrote it with my orginally meaning for you to proofread again. We experienced the nomadic Mongolian tradition of generosity and hospitality. For instance, the goat tea had to be brewed in the guests' sight. It contained goat's milk and salt, but I found it an acquired taste. On the other hand, the yogurt was delicious, possibly the best that I have ever had. (I don't know how to make it fluency to let the people know I had also taken the homemade cheese and fried bread. Please help!). Thanks! Hi George, Thank you for your reply! I meant that the goat tea is made of goat milk and salt. 1. "For instance, the goat tea had to be brewed in the guests' sight." + "It contained goat's milk and salt, but I found it an acquired taste." 2. On the other hand, the yogurt was delicious, and possibly the best that I have ever tasted. 3. the handmade cheese and fried bread. Thanks! Dear all, Please proofreading the following sentence. Thanks a lot! Moreover, Mrs. Svieta taught us how to play the Mongolian waltz in the Gobi Desert, it was such a pleasurable moment that I would / will never forget.  more

Resolved Question: Just tell me what you think, 10 points best answer.?

I don't really know what this is.. I just wrote it. Tell me what you think. So many people know what she does. None of these people know why; because none of these people care to question it. They assume it’s on impulse, not out of pain. All she ever wanted was one person to question her. To look her in the eye and make her stop lying. But no one ever did. You could sift through her room and find more secrets than you could imagine. More secrets than you could find sifting through her. Outside of her room, outside her small bit of security, all you would find in her is a happy, quiet young girl. Quiet only because she’s shy, and not out of pain. Always smiling. Always willing to make other people happy. You wouldn’t guess the one person she couldn’t make happy was herself. She was taken for granted; she helped others so much, no one thought she needed help. But she needed help. She wanted help more than anything, but she never would ask. No one saw this young girl alone at night. No one had seen the loads of empty bottles, hidden in her drawers. No one ever saw her jagged blade, stained red. No one has watched this girl wake up on her tear drenched pillow. No one ever saw her secrets or her pain. This girl feared nothing more than she feared weakness. She never let anyone see her breakdown. She never told anyone that she felt like a single unraveling thread, in this world we’re all fabricating. One loose thread that went a little wrong. So ready to be cut from the fabric and forgotten. The last thing you would ever hear this girl say is that she’s afraid. But she was terrified. Without question, without explanation, a few people knew. No one ever told her they knew of her fear, no ever told her they had suspicions of her mask. But she could always tell by the way they looked at her, and it killed her. No one saw her empty the contents of her secret bag into her mouth. No one saw her swallow as a final tear rolled down her cheek. And no one ever saw the real person she was. They never had the chance. All anyone ever knew, was this imaginary girl, that was always smiling. That was all they ever would know. This unraveling thread had been cut, and would eventually be forgotten. There are a lot of loose threads in the world. Everyone seems a lot more willing to cut them off and let them go than to try and stitch them back in. That girl was one person willing to stitch together loose threads, to make something whole and beautiful. Unfortunately, she was just another loose thread trying to fix other loose threads- with no one to try and fix her.  more

Resolved Question: Read this extract from my novel? (easy 10 points)!? Don't be shy?

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Resolved Question: My mom can beat me in wrestling, do I have to be embarrased by this!?

Me and my mom love to wrestle. Sometimes when no ones home, we decide to clear out the living room and have a playfull tussle. I wanna say she beats me because she likes to wear a one piece bathing suit when we wrestle, and I think it makes her more agile. But then again, its also game over if she squeezes me inbetween her thighs. Her reverse headscissor is a killer, and so are her grapevine pins. Her head scissor especially sucks, because I'll be moaning in pain, and beggijng to get out, but she just giggles and keeps squeezing. Also, the feeling of the skin tight lycra fabric of her swimsuit does distract me a bit when shes wrestling me... like when she puts me in a bearhug, the material feels nice, and I think thats a factor as to why I'm losing >_< She may be in her 40's but she is VERY strong, and I'm pretty skinny. But there have been a FEW times when I was able to make her submit. But my question is, Should I be ashamed that she can out-wrestle me??  more

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i am going to sell all handmade artistic things made by me. like decor stuff (handpainted frames, mirrors, art, accessories, pillows, etc), and also clothing (handmade handbags, belts, t-shirts and jean jackets with printed images and then embellished with different materials, hats, crochet accessories, etc), and handmade jewelry and handmade greeting cards. All the things using vintage images of cherubs, old postcards, botanicals, butterflies and birds, and a lot of florals and handpainted flowers on everything. also details in old leather and old velvet ribbons, seashells, beads, rhinestones, glitter, lace, felt, decoupage, mixed media, all very very artistic things. i am a very artistic person. i love flowers and old prints. i love antiques. i love colorful things that are toned down by an antique patina on top of things. i like worn paint, worn clothes. i love natural stones like turquoise. i love the aqua color. i love floral fabrics. and asian antique prints. i'm a very bohemian spirit person. i dont like rules. i like freedom. i'm very romantic and i like the romantic look for clothing and decor but with a cool twist, not "tacky" romantic. i like embroidery of flowers on jeans and jackets and shirts. can u get the idea of who i am?? i have no idea how to name my new company. my name is MILENA, my first letter of my last make is "K" and i can use either one or both in the company name OR NOT. it depends.... do u guys have ANY IDEAS? i am going to have a website too, so the name i think HAS to give u an IDEA of the products i am going to sell, or at least the genre of products i'm going to sell. i would like to have that IN the actual name of the store, so with keywords it will come up easy. but i also would like to have my name included in it, but not mandatory. helppppppppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  more

Resolved Question: Ever pondered upon this concept, can you give feedback on this please?

The Creator-Once more, please don't turn this into some sort of religious debate please! It's not in rhyme because I feel it would be better without, if you do not agree mention in the comment. On the first ever day God started the show but darkness flooded the blank set. He uttered the now-famous four words and the light pierced through the void. It illuminated the world that was so blank so God thought "this needs work". The earth got it's renowned feature on the second day, it was called tuesday. The smoke around the plain land was transformed, the great ocean was formed. But without control from the lunar forces, the sea was violent with it's forceful tempest. Still stormy, the seas fury raged forward but on the third day, land poked through. At first very regular mathematical shapes but the uncontrollable abrasion shaped them and gave them recognisable form. The ground was soon populated in lush greenery. On the fourth day a curiosity came. God sewed glimmering bright twinkles onto a sheet of deep blue fabric and placed in the sky. God threw this up to the heavens above and it became the sky, changing from dark to light. It soon became humanities greatest wonder. Soon God created the first signs of life. When he received promises to be fruitful, God replenished the oceans, giving them home. The ocean calmer, fish swam, the sky clearer the birds had somewhere to fly upon. The earth teemed with lives colonies. Animals populated the land, on day five. The animal kingdom had started, with the lands most intelligent creation was formed with most ingenious ways of survival. Who knew that civilisation would soon be found exploiting the perfect creation in Gods hands. Looking over the vast countries made, God finally knew he was done, the rest was up to us. The knew this day was special so he made it holy, for Gods spiritual presence to be felt around the earth. On this day, was a day of worship to the light, and also a day for us to rest and enjoy, as our day off. The reason why I chose not to rhyme this is because I did a poem with rhyme and I got many comments seeing how the rhyme was bad and quite forced, i'm just getting a bit confused now. If you've not already noticed you will know i'm not exactly smart, so I consider(ed) birds and fishes animals. Well thanks for the critique, and making me learn something new lol =D Appreciated! Can I also give an apology for my poetry being so (self admittedly) bad over the past week, I'm not particularly sure why but it just is, I am trying. I promise i'll make something potentially good. Synopsis, I wasn't making accusations here, I mean like there are many things I don't know such as the "birds and fish thing" and I appreciated your critique, you put a lot of thought into them and it's really helpfeul.  more

Resolved Question: Really apprehensive about Mormon family get together...not sure if I should wear my garments?

I feel idiotic for asking this on the internet, but there is NO ONE I can ask about this. Here is the deal: I am a member of the LDS church, but I have really been having bad feelings about it lately, and have been doing a lot of studying which has lead me to believe that Joseph Smith was not a prophet, and that the church is not "true" (as so many members like to say). I don't hold any grudges, nothing bad happened to me, I'm not angry, and I don't hate Mormons. I'm just not sure I want to be one anymore. My husband is aware of this, and he is fine with it. He is not into the church at all, and is happy to be inactive, although I don't think he would ever actually leave the church (have his name removed from the records) because of his family....which is where this is leading to.... I converted for my husband, so my family is not LDS and we can be ourselves around them. But my husband's family, on the other hand, is very very LDS. They are the sweetest people in the world, and I love them dearly. They are an awesome family. But whenever my husband's mom calls on Sundays and asks "how was church?", my husband lies and says "fine" even though we didn't go (we never go). And whenever she asks me "how is your calling going?" I say "fine", even though I asked to be released from the calling a long time ago. The point is, we are not ready to tell them that we are "inactive" yet. I feel that it is my husband's decision to tell them, since it is his family, and he should be able to tell them when he is ready. I really hated my garments (the undergarments Mormons who have been to the temple have to wear every day), and now that I am inactive and not believing in the church anymore, I have stopped wearing them. I feel much happier and a LOT more comfortable without them, BUT.... There is a family get-together coming up in July (brother and sister in law are having their baby blessed). Everyone in my husband's family will be there, and I will be spending 100% of my time around them. They WILL KNOW if I am not wearing the garments. You can see through the fabric in shirts if someone is wearing them, and if I were to bend over and a slight peek of hot pink showed up instead of white....well you get the idea. I am faced with a dilemma. I really don't want to feel uncomfortable the whole weekend, constantly worrying "are they going to notice I'm not wearing them?" I don't want to create any drama or have anybody whispering behind my back about it (my sisters in law are very sweet but very gossipy). But most of all, I don't want to hurt my sweet mother in law. She is one of the kindest most loving, genuine, wonderful people I have ever known, and I can't bear to have her worrying about me or worse, crying. If she finds out I am not wearing the garments, I can guarantee this would happen. It would really concern/upset her. No one in the family even has a hint that I am not a believer in the LDS religion anymore, so it would probably come as quite a shock, and I don't feel that that particular weekend is a good time to bring it up. It is supposed to be about my sister and brother in law and their new baby... Should I wear the garments just to "fit in" and avoid suspicion and drama? Or should I be true to myself and damn the consequences? Does it even matter if I don't believe in it? I'm so sorry this was so long....someone, please help. If you feel the need to make unhelpful, snide remarks to get some points, whatever. But I really could use some advice here. Thanks.  more

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Resolved Question: what do you think of this part of my story?

One part of my story is about how one woman is always wearing her shirts and other tops tucked in and this is her explanation of why. I'd like to know your opinions. Anything secure on my body is preferable to something sloppy or loose. I need that feeling of a long hug that comes from fabric clinging closer and closer to my skin. I have worn my shirts tucked in ever since that fateful day I saw “Two for the Road” with Audrey Hepburn wearing a snug tucked-in red long-sleeved shirt and belted jeans. The shirt at first seemed too tight, almost creepily so, because of how it seemed stuck on her and would never come out of her pants even after multiple tries at pulling it out. However, I saw the happy confidence in her face and I was sure she was not totally thinking about Albert Finney. She was settled with her appearance like one who is settled to live in a new home and planning to live there a long time. I stopped feeling disturbed and, instead, understood the concept of mastering one’s body to come to terms with one’s ideals. I experimented by tucking in each T-shirt, putting on one then tucking it in and taking it off so I could do the same with another, every single T-shirt I had and then I did the same thing with my sweaters and sweatshirts. I realized that loose tops looked like they controlled me with their misshaped forms of chaos but a tucked-in top looked like I was in control of it. The next day, I ventured forth by wearing my shirt tucked in as well as the next day and the next day and then I realized I was not able to stop. You can just read maybe three or four sentences if you don't want to read the whole thing.  more

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