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  • Chubby

    #9 What is it we girls like googling/facebooking our ex boyfriends? It's self torture most of the time.
    Mine totally made a fortune with his company and I hate him for that.
    I wish I didn't know this.

    • socalmarti

      Mine owes me $20,000 from a lawsuit and has had to create a new identity to avoid paying me!!!

    • Lala

      Mine's obese!!!

      • heswellridofyou

        ummmm, what are the three exclamation marks for you dork?

    • bamboo

      ugh. same. you know you shouldn't but you do anyway. it's always hard when you see them happy with another girl. but you have to know there was a reason you broke up in the first place.

      • Emily

        I'm lucky. Mine went on a reality show and looked like an utter asshole the whole time!

        • Alberta

          Ohh… Which show?

  • Q420

    #12 I don't remember my graduation because of the same thing. You are not alone!

    • justlilolme


  • chelsea_dagger

    #7 Would it be one of those ignorant its-only-ever-called-one-thing American comments to assume she meant "diaper?"

    • Lala

      That's why I won't send my future kids to daycare. Minimum education is a GED! No thanks.

    • misslyon

      I can't find any references to "dipper" meaning "diaper." It's a racial slur, a bird, a name for a pickpocket, cigarettes laced with drugs, etc.

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  • bamboo

    #5 as an assertive person, these sort of things always perplex me.

    • OH YEAH

      blame it on the parents.

  • kase

    #9 same here and love it!
    #12 class of 03 addicted to Vicodin (which escalated to stronger meds) after a whack Dr sent me to pain management for chronic migraines. Don't remember most of my senior year.

  • Jenn

    #10 me too, I'm proud of my ICD implant scar (second one now)! Everyone always says, "Oh, you're too young to have a heart condition". Sometimes when people ask about my scar, I say I was stabbed, start in on this elaborate story and say "just kidding, I have a pacemaker". It's the little things in life.

    • Jess

      I have a friend with a scar that starts right above her cleavage and goes down vertically pretty damn far. She's so confident about her body, and not afraid to show it. I admire her for it, and I've heard some of our guy friends say it makes her sexier because she doesn't hide it!

    • socalmarti

      I love you for telling such a good story, I'd laugh my butt off if I met you and you told me that!!! But I wouldn't be so rude to ask or feel sorry for you.

  • dreagee

    #10 I kind of agree with this. Am I crazy for thinking that there is a reason why certain things in our lives leave a mark?

  • pear

    #2 ☺

  • waitingfordeluxe

    Can I just say how much I look forward to Friday for Post Secret? Thanks, Berry!

  • chubbsy wubbsy

    #8 LOL I am surprised you even have fat friends.

    • Suggie

      Exactly what I thought! My hobby is to cook. And eat. Lucky for me, I'm very athletic. Even luckier, all my friends, regardless of their size, give me the best gift when we all sit at my table eating, chatting, laughing and just being alive!

    • Theresia

      Fat people don't always want candy, but way to be a pal. Who wants fat people to get fatter?? <~Sarcastic comment..

  • PicklesMcGee

    #4 "habing"? Its not a typo when you write it out… & I'm having a hard time understanding how someone can make that kind of spelling mistake….

  • Akbaby

    #7 that's so funny!
    # 8 gee controlling much? Glad I don't have friends like you.

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