I've been hiding this really big secret from my family and friends for about a year and a half now. He's not a pedophile or anything because I have his Twitter and blogs and all those and he seemed like a very nice and friendly person.
Which is to say, we really need to set some universal standards for using words like "girl," "man," and "much older," because my nerves can't take this kind of stress.
First, the good news: Nobody is going to think this guy is a pedophile just because you're online pals.
Or, of course, he could also be a perfectly nice dude who just happens to be older—and since you haven't given any details about how you met, the extent of your contact, or what you talk about, I can't reassure you one way or the other. But if, on the other hand, your "friendship" with this guy is such a big, scary secret because you know there's something not quite right about it—basically, if you're afraid people will find it weird and creepy because it is, in fact, weird and creepy—then the thing to do is shut it down.
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The Perpetually Anxiety-Riddled Guy's Guide to Not Throwing Up on One's Self When Talking to a Girl You've Never Met! I never ever put people down or speak badly about them behind their back, and I try to treat everyone how I would like to be treated, but there is a nasty, cruel voice in the back of my mind when I interact with overweight people. I wonder if I have this unreasonable and phobic view of fatness partly because of my sister's eating disorder.
My sister is so much better, and I've felt free to think and say whatever I want for a couple years now, but when I was 8, fat = meh, while at 19 fat = slime, rot, gross, despicable, etc. Because the stereotype of the lazy, gluttonous, face-stuffing Fatty McDumbdumb isn't just rude; it's also a bunch of hot baloney that utterly fails to encompass the myriad lived experiences of actual fat people.
That's why you, a naturally slim person, would probably remain pretty slim even if you stopped exercising and started eating to excess. So, your hobgoblin's first mistake is in thinking that every person on earth could be thin if they just tried hard enough. Because sure, some fat people could be less fat if they had the time and energy and desire to focus on losing weight. Which brings us to your two biggest defenses against the Hobgoblin of Nasty Snap-Judgment: education, and empathy. Education you can get by seeking out information about how weight works, both biologically and psychologically.
I promise you that if you do, it won't be long before that hobgoblin in your head realizes how outmatched he is, and starts keeping his stupid mouth shut. But yesterday, my cousin went through my phone and read all my texts, including several flirtatious ones. Because I'm sure I don't have to tell you this, Sparkler, but an all-encompassing taboo against interacting with fifty percent of the earth's population makes literally no sense. Option 1: Tell your family, as calmly and pleasantly as possible, that you've found it's just not feasible to pick your friends based on the contents of their pants—and that because you're trustworthy and don't want to go behind their backs, you'd like their permission to have a non-sex-segregated social life. Option 2: Stick to your story (flimsy as it may be), confess nothing, put a passcode on your phone, delete any flirtatious texts immediately after reading, change your friend's name in your contacts list to something non-male, and continue the relationship with maximum caution. Needless to say, Option 1 is the superior one—and a lot less sneaky and risky, to boot—and it's the option I'd rather you chose. Now, this was obviously shocking, since I was given the impression that she simply doesn't date. Either way it'll be better for you—not just now, but in general—if you accept that this was a situation over which you never had total control.
Perhaps it's time to start at least considering the possibility that there are other girls in the world to crush on, yes? There's this human being of the male species whom I gravitate to, and I've known him forever.
Auntie SparkNotes: My Friend Says She Won't Mind if I Date Her Old Crush, But Can I Believe Her? I have a wonderful, beautiful best friend that has put up with my shenanigans for the past three years. Since 2010, Chelsea Dagger (known in real life as Chelsea Aaron) has been SparkLife's sweatiest editor. EXCLUSIVE: Chloe Grace Moretz Tells Us About If I Stay, Rocking Out With a Cello and Jamie Blackley's Secret Katy Perry Crush! Chloe Grace Moretz's new film, If I Stay, based on Gayle Forman's killer YA novel, could have been another Save the Last Dance-type deal, but takes a profound turn for the seriously heartcrushing when her character, Mia, is caught in a fatal car crash that kills her parents. We talked to Chloe about rocking out to '90s punk, going through classical music bootcamp, JAMIE BLACKLEY, and how the Olds portray teens on-screen. CGM: I read the book simultaneously as I read the script and pretty much fell in love with the character Mia, and I think because I fell in love with the book early on it mobilized me to want to really be true to the book and to the real fan base. I think what they’re going to be able to understand is the idea of losing everyone in your family and losing your one true love, which is the family you’re born into, and kind of the life that you lead. A lot of actors lie about being able to ride a horse, did you lie about being able to play the cello? It was definitely harder, because I’m athletic (SPARKITOR NOTE: CHLOE SKATEBOARD AND SKIS LIKE A DEMON), so learning martial arts wasn’t hard for me—I could just do it—but learning cello is a different skill set, you know what I mean.
Your character Mia is as tough as Hit Girl, but in a different way—tell me about why she's so kickass. I kind of fell in love with Mia in the beginning because we kind of have the same passion—she found the cello when she was eight years old and I found acting when I was five years old, so I kind of immediately had this connection to her (such) that I could really understand her and justify her struggles. One of my favorite moments in the film is when a group of characters sing Smashing Pumpkins together. Yeah, I actually knew a good bit about it, so it was fun when we did that cover of Smashing Pumpkins with the cello and the banjo and the guitar and the amalgamation of different sounds. Music is what Mia shares with her parents, and what she shares with Adam—did you use music to bring your relationship to life as actors? I think that Jamie and I definitely like the same kind of music, and he’s funny because he actually likes a lot of Top 40—he, like, loves Katy Perry, and Jay Z, and he loves The 1975 (BAND I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT ALERT), he’s really funny with his music taste. Jamie and I definitely like the same kind of music, and he’s funny because he actually likes a lot of Top 40—he, like, loves Katy Perry. Your character's parents fit the role you might have seen given to a teen in an older film—they rebelled, they were the punks. I think we don’t see enough of a normal family situation, because not everyone has a horrible family situation—obviously some stuff happens, but it’s not absolutely horrible all the time, I think movies tend to villainize (parents) or make them all peaches and cream. Your character is given a lot of freedom by her parents in the film; she's able to ride her bike around and make her own decisions—have you had to work to make adults take you seriously?
I think when I was younger it was definitely harder for adults to take me seriously, but as I've grown up I’ve earned my stripes to be taken seriously, and now it’s taking effect and I’m being questioned less and, I guess, accepted.
Jakob Davies plays Teddy and was the young kid on set, which used to be you—did you give him any pointers?


He’s a pretty experienced kid for a young actor—he’s done a lot of TV and movies and stuff, so he kind of reminded me of myself when I was a kid. I don’t know, we were friends either way—just off set, we became friends—so we kind of mimicked our own relationship in the movie and kind of did what we do in real life, so some of it was just us fooling around and being stupid and the other bit was scripted. You're starring in The 5th Wave next, an adaptation of a YA series, and spent a lot of time on-set with If I Stay author Gayle Forman—has this inspired you to get writing? I try to, but because I’m 17 I think my brain can’t handle sitting and writing one thing, so I’ll literally start a project of writing something and I get completely sidetracked and I CANNOT FINISH IT. I enjoy books that aren’t really YA in that sense, so when I read The 5th Wave it’s a very un-YA YA book, and the same with If I Stay, and these are books that hang under the label of YA but aren’t really—they deal with bigger problems and bigger emotions than most YA books.
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I recently told you about my phobia of dancing, and I'm happy to say that things are getting better! My dad is still being a stubborn butt-head about the whole issue, but when this summer came around, my mom decided to hike up her confidence pants and stand up to him. It's that I made a friend on the internet, but the problem is that I'm a girl and he's a man much older than me.
I'm afraid that once this secret gets revealed in some way, people will think of me weirdly for being friends with a dude who's much older than me!
That word gets tossed around a lot, but the fact is that pedophiles are, by definition, adults who prey on prepubescent children—not older teenagers who are internet friends with younger teenagers. Visit B&N to buy and rent textbooks, and check out our award-winning tablets and ereaders, including Samsung Galaxy Tab 4 NOOK and NOOK GlowLight. We narrowed it down to two of our favorites: Phil Collins’ brief appearance as a police inspector and Glenn Close portraying a bearded pirate on Captain Hook’s ship.
Huey even portrays the school board chairman who dismisses Marty McFly’s band as being “too darn loud.” Oh, and Marty’s band? While I have a ridiculously fast metabolism, and enjoy exercising and find it invigorating and fulfilling, I know that many people have bodies that don't work like mine and see exercise as daunting, time consuming, and painful.
She was anorexic, and when I was eight, she got so bad that my mom had to get a friend to literally drag her to the car and restrain her in the back seat while Mom drove her to a rehabilitation center. We all have an ugly little hobgoblin in our heads, one who's always the first to pipe up with nasty snap-judgments that reflect the hidden biases and baser instincts we'd never admit out loud. Google around a little, and you'll find an enormous wealth of research exploring why some people have bigger bodies—and not to spoil it for you, but it's generally not because they're too stupid to know why they're fat, too clueless to realize they're fat, or too incapable of self-control to do anything about it.
It's also why, just for example, Olympic power lifter Holley Mangold—who has been an elite athlete for her entire life and has never shied away from proper nutrition or vigorous exercise nevertheless grew up to be a 5'8, 350-pound woman. Namely: Accept the right of other people to have bodies, diets, and exercise habits that you wouldn't want yourself. Embrace knowledge, embrace the humanity of the people around you, and work at both of these things with the willpower and diligence that apparently comes easily to you.
He confronted me about it but I just made up some flimsy excuse that I'm sure he doesn't believe. And while it's natural to feel bad about disobeying your parents, and it's equally natural for parents to be peeved about being disobeyed, there is something to be said for not making rules that are irrational, unreasonable, and impossible not to break—and of all the stupid, self-defeating restrictions I've heard over the course of my Auntiedom, a blanket ban on ever knowing a dude takes the motherfranking cake. But Option 1 also only works if it is an option—as in, if your folks can be talked to, and won't flip out and punish you for even having brought it up.
She wasn't really into relationships and dating, and had a sort of "exclusive" friend-with-benefits arrangement with some guy from her college, which is out of town. I can't blame either of them, since it was I who didn't voice my feelings, but is there anything I can do at this point? You only have the inevitable process of accepting this situation's crappy outcome and then moving on. They're a couple because they like each other; whether or not you missed the chance to date this girl yourself is beside the point, and more than that, it's a mystery. And due to forces beyond your control, you are now crushing on a girl who is not only unavailable, and who is not only unavailable because she is dating your best friend, but who also would not even necessarily be interested in you if she were available—a question you cannot determine the answer to without violating all the laws of both bro culture and good taste. She's currently working on a how-to-kiss guide for teens, and when she's not conducting smooch-related research on her life-size Joseph Gordon-Levitt cardboard cutout, she's eating pancakes, stocking up on industrial-strength deodorant, and destroying everyone at Harry Potter trivia. Stuck in limbo outside her comatose body, Mia has to ask herself what it would mean to wake up alone—who her parents were, who she is, what Adam means to her, and just what she is losing.
When that is gone and when they all die around you, your identity in a sense is gone—you don’t even have your mom, your dad or your little brother, you’re kind of alone and I think anyone can understand that and feel that even if they haven’t been through a major tragedy.
And when I saw the amount of pain and loss she goes through and how she still overcomes it, and how strong she is, it really reminded me of kind of myself, because I’m not a "weak girl," in a sense, and it was kind of easy to understand her. So it’s great to see the parents aren’t really great and aren’t really bad, it’s a normal familial relationship, and I think that we lose some of the rawness of, you know, childhood or young adulthood.
So it’s great to see the parents aren’t really great and aren’t really bad, it’s a normal familial relationship. She is proof that dreams can come true, as long as your dream is to share a love seat with Benjamin Barnes for nine and a half minutes after standing him up for five because you can't work out hotel elevators.
And lately, we've gotten such a spate of excellent news that I can't even fit it all into a single post. Firstly, I managed to dance for most of the night (and enjoy it!) at my school's 'semi formal' (the Australian version of a homecoming or prom). She basically told him that she didn't care what he said and she was going to buy me tampons because it was my body.
Not only did my old-folks home boss give me an ego-boosting employee appraisal, but she also made a point to let me know that my personality is one of rare, unchanging compassion that makes me perfect for the job. I also would like you to tell all the nice sparklers and manklers out there who commented on that post that I read ALL the comments, and thank them for the overwhelming reinforcement of your point.
And if it is all good, you can relax; even if it somehow comes out that you're email buddies with a college guy, nobody will think twice about it because it'll be obvious to any observer that there's nothing sinister going on. Not just any pirate, but the one who gets dragged away screaming and locked in a box of scorpions!
Near the end of the film, when Carrey’s character is being wheeled out on a stretcher and paramedics are running around, Carrey s plainly visible dressed up as Fire Marshall Bill, his fan-favorite character from his days on In Living Color.
Remind yourself as often as necessary that something isn't wrong objectively just because it's wrong for you personally.
What, in the name of all that is cheesy and delicious, is going on with your parents these days? Our mutual friends told me she would not want a relationship, and I figured they would know better than me. And obviously, there's a useful lesson here about how the only way to know for sure if a person is interested in you is to ask that person yourself—and how, as you have just found out in the most unpleasant possible way, the failure to be assertive can really bite you on the buttocks. You've framed this as a simple question of speed and initiative, where the only reason your friend got the girl was that he got to the girl first.
Is it possible that you two could've been a Thing, if she were only aware of your feelings?
And when you find one you like, you'll know that the best way to find out if she likes you—and to avoid missing the boat on a potential romance—is to just ask her.


I swore I wouldn't cry in this movie after making a mess on my face in TFIOS, but THE GRANDPA GOT ME!
And they actually did try a couple of different songs, and none of them worked—for some reason it just didn’t break down well enough and that was the one that broke down. Because (in If I Stay) they got to New Year's Eve and they have some drinks, and they’re falling in love and it’s real. Janet once had a smexy dream where Haymitch Abernathy hugged her meaningfully, which I think means they are married now. So today, to start your weekend off right, here's the first installment of updates, featuring dancing, tampons, nursing school, and digital dong-tography.
I love her so much :D I'm telling you, it makes so much of a difference when a parent is on your side! Because I'm 104% sure he's a nice and trustable guy, won't do any harm but I'm afraid people will think of him as some creepy pedophile!
What people might think, however, is that this guy is either a) a manipulative jerk who likes to use his older-guy status to prey on younger girls, or b) exceedingly immature and unable to connect with people his own age, thus the eschewing his college peers for an internet friendship with a fourteen-year-old.
Most moviegoers probably didn’t recognize her due to Wright insisting she keep her surgical mask on the entire time.
We could never say it, we couldn't allude to anything pertaining to being overweight—nothing. Your height, frame size, bone structure, fat distribution, muscle shape, and muscle fiber composition are the biggest determining factors when it comes to how your body looks—and they're all predetermined by genetics.
Not just because it's fully possible to be healthy and happy and fat at the same time, but because losing weight is hard. Allow yourself to consider the growing wealth of research indicating that health and weight are not intrinsically linked. And if you're feeling really brave, try being imaginative and generous about the choices other people make that rub you the wrong way. I'm mad that he invaded my privacy, but I'm far more terrified of what will happen to me now. The mere fact of something being forbidden doesn't make it objectively bad, and what your parents were asking—that you never befriend, flirt with, or spend time with a boy—is a crippling restriction with which no normal person could comply.
They said that she was only giving signs that she liked me cause she is just a really friendly person, and probably didn't mean anything by it. But while you're standing there seething—"That could have been miiiiiine!"—it's like you've forgotten the part where the "that" in question is another human being.
Oh, and you were right in saying that its not really the dancing that I hate after all, just a thing about confidence, and when I let myself go, I had a lot of fun!
The BF and I are still going strong and have made it through long distance while he was at fire school, and will do so again when he moves to the city to attend school for emergency response training. If that weren’t enough, Peter Jackson, the director of The Lord of the Rings trilogy, makes an appearance in a single shot of the film, playing a crazed Santa Claus that stabs Angel through the hand. So I tried so hard to not even think about fat, because you can't slip up and say something wrong if you never think about it. But let's put it this way: I certainly doubt that it helped you develop any empathy or understanding on that subject, and I definitely wouldn't be surprised if it pushed you in the direction of seeing fat as evil and slimy and tragic. So if you want to stop inwardly sneering at and judging people based on the size of their bodies, you can start by recognizing your inner hobgoblin for what he is—namely, a dumb jerk who doesn't have a clue what he's talking about.
You don't have control over any of them, no matter how little you eat or how much you exercise. For a lot of people, it requires so much effort and such drastic lifestyle changes that it's basically a full-time job; they're allowed to decide that it's a job they'd rather not take on right now, or ever.
Maybe that guy is overweight because he suffered an injury that makes it impossible for him to walk, let alone do formal exercise, without pain.
If he decides to tell my parents, they'll get REALLY mad, lose their trust in me, and take away my phone so I won't ever be able to talk to my friend again. They might as well have made it verboten for you to hang out with black people, or look at trees, or use words that start with the letter "P".
If you know that you can't be honest about your missteps without dire consequences, and that your parents will respond to any attempts at straightforward, mature communication by grounding you, what you're left with is the world's crappiest choice: between stifling repression, or disobedience and dishonesty.
I think, had I made it known, he probably wouldn't have asked her out, but now they are a couple due to my hesitation.
But it's also possible that she was aware of them—and that the reason your friends all told you she wasn't interested is because she was, in fact, not interested. We’ve got nothing against cameos (Alfred Hitchcock had one in practically every movie he made), but they tend to be nothing more than distractions. I was so terrified of making things harder for my sister, or hurting her recovery in any way. The only thing you can control, within a range of about 10% in either direction, is how much fat you carry and how developed your muscles are. Plenty of people are intelligent, hard-working, ambitious, educated, and fully cognizant of the reasons why they're fat—but they also have better things to do with their time and energy than invest it in weight loss.
But imagine for a second that you did: How much time, energy, and effort would you be willing to divert away from everything else you like to do, just to focus on keeping your body a certain size? Maybe that obese classmate was a chubby kid whose parents had her on diets her whole life, and who is embracing her ability to finally eat what she wants without being shamed or scolded.
It really sucked, 'cause even though she was out of sight, I still had some feelings for her. She's got thoughts and feelings and preferences, too, and she made a choice to pursue your friend as much as he made a choice to pursue her. In fact, if her "friendly" behavior hasn't changed a bit since becoming your best friend's girlfriend, then you might reasonably conclude that she was never flirting with you to begin with.
That said, we must tip our collective hats to a few great cameos that were so well-hidden, a few weren’t even discovered until years later. It got to the point that if I heard someone say the word fat, I'd involuntarily cringe, and when we discussed about fats and lipids in biology, I'd get sick to my stomach. Maybe your overweight coworker could be thinner, but she's got kids and a husband and two elderly parents to care for, and all she wants to do when she gets an hour of time to herself is paint her nails and have a glass of wine, not grunt it out on a treadmill. He probably would understand the situation if he knew how I felt, but I don't want to cause them unnecessary stress or risk angering him.
I didn't really feel bad about doing it because I didn't really think about what I was doing or the potential consequences.
It just sucks hearing constantly how much he likes her, and all the "cute" things she does, and all of the other PDA, because I was THIS close to having that for myself.
It just felt nice to have such a sincere friend who cared so much for me, more than any of my other friends.



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