How does it appear when you have it and what does it look like

How does it appear when you have it and what does it look like?

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MRSA are usually skin infections, such as abscesses, boils, and other pus-filled lesions. ChaCha!

I have brown spots that look like freckles appearing on my lips. …?

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Possibly sun damage, maybe a visit to a dermatologist would give you some reassurance. .

The policy states that an “explanatory notice will appear on…?

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Once your application for course grade forgiveness is cleared and processed, transcript entries for the first grade and GPA will not be adjusted, but the second grade entry on your academic record will be accompanied by an adjusted USC cumu…

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What do you think about this dear muslims of r&s?

Q: Assalamu Alaikum dear muslims!According to statistics from the CIA, there are actually more males than there are females in the world. This means that many men will go without marrying this lifetime as many would think that Allah intended. Instead of waiting for them to reach paradise and finally be given a wife and/or 72 virgins, I think I as usually have a more sensible and earthly solution!We now know that there are more men then women and also that women can be just as lusty and unable to control themselves as some men: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=Aky8gNTi1mEg3qVxWE8gwKgjzKIX;_ylv=3?qid=20100508064209AAPtlxR especially when influenced by the kaffirs!It is no surprise that the only solution can be polyandry! Think about it dear muslims. Many men will not be able to enjoy marriage and fatherhood in this lifetime otherwise. Many men will never be able to enjoy sexual activities as zina (extramarital sex) is haram. We do not want them to become “public property”!Many women are very lusty and one man cannot fully satisfy them. Many of them will begin to have affairs like dirty western kaffir women, will begin watching pornographic material and become masturbation addicts or worse will turn to raping men as I have demonstrated in my link above. It is clear that polyandry and male hijab + chaperones are necessary for a moral society that is not led by shaytan.Now that I have solved finding every man a wife regardless of the male/female ratio, and I have solved lusty women from becoming adultresses, porn addicts, and rapists, I will discuss other points below:*Men should not be jealous sharing their wives as Allah wants them to learn their place during such difficult times when there is a scarcity of women and some women are kind enough to share their marital beds. Of course women up to know have been expected to repress their jealousy and it must of not been easy. Now it is time for a role reversal.*Some might ask how can you know who the fathers are if this woman has children. Well has anyone ever heard of dna testing or fathers simply raising all the children for their wife while she is kind enough to care for them all as husbands?*Many say that only men are polygamous in nature but clearly many women are as well. This solves the problem in a halal way as I repeat again there are more men than women.Besides this being once again the clear solution to these problems, I also know for sure that this is as Allah intended because I am a Prophetess. Yes that is right dear muslims, a Prophetess. You might ask how this is possible but I have proof!You see one day I was visiting my great aunt in Palm Springs and it was very hot in the 100s as you know it can get to be up there. I was dehydrated as I had not had anything to drink all day. To top it off I also had nothing to eat. I entered her basement to get something I cannot recall when an angel appeared to me and narrated more suras from paradise. This time he discussed male hijab and polyandry. Now you cannot debate me or question me or I will call my followers to teach you a lesson. I am sure you know better than that my fellow muslims.Now please let me know what you think and you better agree or you know what I as a Prophetess will do to you. Just look up what Muhammad did to nonbelievers.Shukran!*Peace and blessings from the mighty turban of the prophet la allah lalala*Cows Are Hindu Gods: I’m actually a syrian/turkish ex-muslim, not a indian hindu but thanks for your false assumptions. It only exposes your ignorance and your hatred towards hindus.Think/Daredevil: Maybe I’ll stop blocking you if you stop stalking me and wrongfully reporting me. I’m not at all ignorant about islam. I actually have most of the quran memorized and have extensively studied it along with the hadiths + islamic history. Maybe you are the one who is ignorant…

A: This completely logical, darling…you totally have my vote for this!!! It is definitely the clear solution to the problem of too many males who need to be taken care of – we wouldn’t want to deny them so essential a part of their nature as fatherhood. Good, decent, pious men will understand that this is necessary and they will learn to overcome the jealous and disobedient thoughts that can only come from shaytan…and if they object, then we will know that they are disobedient and impious.And like darling Eartha, I must say that you have definitely got cojones!!(((Esraa)))@Cows are Hindu Gods – with an avatar like yours, containing, as it does, an ignorant and idiotic lie about Hinduism, you are in no position to call anyone a troll.

What do you think of my story?

Q: Janette stood at the grave of her father and watched as the coffin descended into the earth. One day this would happen to me, but what it would be like down there?, She thought. Darkness would prevail and earthworms would gather the still fresh body and nibble at them till all that remains is bones.“You deserve that end,” she whispered as the coffin settled in the ground. She remembered the moment her father slapped her. It was on her last day of college when she returned home, deciding to tell her parents about the girl she loved.“We’ll live together,” she said as she sipped at a cup of tea on the lunch table, “WE already rented a house in west Virginia.”Her father moustache shook and he swatted the table with his hand then got to his feet. “You’re a shame to this family,” He slapped her. Janette tumbled back in her chair; her face hot with the power of his slap.“I hate you,” The word rang in her ear like a bell echoing down a vaulted hall.The look in her mother’s eyes reminded her of how she had always been careless towards her own good. She cared to show her good-natured side whenever someone was around, but when alone with her daughter she would get busy with phone calls, fashion magazines and housework.The days passed so fast and Janette could not help but to feel alone. Catherine has been gone for a year now and she missed her a lot. By night, she brought her picture and placed it against her chest. She ran the tip of her finger against Catherine’s pointed, small nose then kissed her good bye.In her dreams, she saw Catherine and her Dad standing at a golden door in a small garden. She walked at them. Her father frowned at Catherine then vanished behind the door. Catherine smiled at Janette and slowly a pair of wings appeared at her shoulders and she fluttered away; her feet hanging down behind her as if not a part of her body; as if she had no control over them.Next morning, Catherine woke up to her mother’s phone call. Still in bed, she raised the handle. “Mum, I’m sleeping. What do you want?”“You can be a bit polite; your father is dead but that’s not how you’re supposed to talk to your Mom.”“Sorry, Mom.” She sighed away from the handle, “Please, speak up I need to have a shower and go to work.”“ Your aunt is back from Paris. She wants to see you. I guess she has brought something for you. She will be back tomorrow. We’ll wait for you on dinner.”“I don’t want anything,” Janette said, “I just want you to leave me alone.”“I’ll leave you alone, you ungrateful slut, but first come and see what this lady wants.”“Bye, Mom.” Janette placed the handle back. She walked to the window and stood there for a moment wondering what Aunt Edna wanted her for. She never loved her; even when her father was around, she always treated her as if she never existed. For a second it seemed for Janette, that everyone treated her as if she didn’t exist. Even Catherine, she had not called her for two weeks, now. Last night Janette tried to call her but she could not find her at her room.After having a shower, Janette went to her work with a mug of espresso in her hand. She hated her job. For seven years, she has been working as a bookseller in a small shop facing the police station. She hated books. One day, she decided to leaf through a novel by Charles dickens and she eventually managed to sell it to one of the officers who came occasionally to the shop; his name was Oswald.At the beginning, Janette thought it strange to have an American named Oswald, but after asking him, he told her that he was of German origins.“You seem like you’re fond of books, Mrs. Janette.” He said, eyeing the badge needled to her Paige shirt. “I like books myself, but the life of an officer is so difficult.”Janette did not want to get interested in his talk. Many customers liked talking with her. When she was younger, Mrs. Fonda, her English teacher told her that the freckles at her cheeks made her seem like a friendly girl. Janette smirked at the memory but then she remembered that she never lingered in a relation ship. All of her life she wanted a friend, a father, a mother a sister, but she never had one.“Do you recommend other books, Mrs. Janette?” The officer said, running a finger through his brown hair that fell to his sweaty forehead. “ I trust the opinion of well read librarian like you.”She wanted to shout at him, “I don’t like books you idiot,” But she did not do so and she vanished behind one of the bookshelves and returned with an enormous book.“It’s Tolstoy,” she said, offering him the book. “You’d be interested in reading It.” she smiled, lowering her eyes to the ground and returned behind the counter.“War and peace, oh.” He said, turning the book in his hands. “I guess you choose for your customers according to their occupation.”“I don’t really choose, I guess I offered you what I like myself.”“But you look so young

A: Its got a good background, but when you start a different paragraph readers automatically think that a different subject is being sent out, but you just carried on with the same subject. I think that you have a career ahead of you but you need some encouragement along the way. I could help you! Leave your mail address if you want. If you pick me for best answer then you can leave it on the comment that you can put.Don’t feel pressured into giving me your email. You probably think I’m some perv. I assure you I’m not, you don’t have to give me your email.

What does my disturbing dream mean?

Q: Every so often, I have extremely disturbing dreams where a loved one dies. I’ve had dreams about my father, my best friend, and even several dreams about my boyfriend dying. Usually its not a bloody dream, just extremely emotional. Since I’ve had similar dreams I wouold lke to know if theres a meaning.In my dream, my friend and i were a supermarket. I was look for an anniversary card for my boyfriend (our anniversary was last week 🙂 and just as i was looking for a card, i ran into my boyfriend at the store. He acted just like he always does for a bit, and then he started holding my hand. I questioned this because his family was in the store. ( Long story made short- his family does not approve of our relationship so we have been hiding it.) He told me that he didnt care if they knew, and that he was proud.That of course, made me really happy. so we passed by his family who was starring at us acceptingly. He noticed htat his close group of friends were with his family on the otherside of the parkinglot. so he said that he would meet me back by my car in a little bit. ( i need to add that this was a HUGE parkinglot…like a forrest combined with a parking lot.)so as i waiting for my boyfriend to meet me at my car, a group of 3 guys came up to me (In real life, these are men who i used to be friends with, but are no longer in contact because of the evil things theyve done to me. ) They were bullying me around and trying to steal my weed, (hah yeah) my car, and trying half heartedly to rape me. I somehow got them to leave me alone, and i went back into the store, because the parking lot was dangerous and too dark now. The store somehow became my university on a beach, and there was commotion everywhere. After some investigating, i found out someone was killed. No ever told me but i knew it was my boyfriend. I was completely devestated, and let me tell you that the emotions I was feeling in that dream were so real. I was walking along the beach crying, when my boyfriend appeared. He looked completely normal although i knew he had already died. We later caught up with his group of friends and he told us about how it felt to get shot and die. He told me about how those group of men who had harrassed me had been the ones that shot him. His friends were smiling and acting as though they didnt just loose a friend. I was really freaked out a devastated about the whole thing. I couldn’t hug him and squeeze him like i love to do, and that made crying pretty uncontrolabley.I woke up already crying and didnt realize it was a dream, for a few minutes. This dream and other similar dreams i’ve had are soo vivdly emotional that it is really disturbing for quite some time.well excuse me that like 5 paragrpahs is too much for you kids to handle.thanks for all the awesome help…

A: Hi, I didn’t mind reading the vivid description. It was interesting to me to read how someone’s elses dreams flow much like my own do. I know exactly what your dream means. It’s about your boyfriend’s family bullying the two of you through their lack of acceptance to the point where, you fear, he will be *dead* to you. First in the store you were confronted by the issue of their lack of acceptance, by an image of how good it would be if on your anniversary, all was smooth between everyone – your boyfriend is OK in that part. Then, you are confronted by bullies – they are actually your boyfriend’s parents still – in the murky parking lot and they are trying to take things away from you (the weed lol) and this represents his parents trying to take him away. Then, you find sure enough that the bullies have succeeding in killing your boyfriend, but no one else notices how sad it is but you. That’s because it is only happening to you. The loss of him is not happening to the others.The dream is telling you what life would be like if you could have an open relationship with your boyfriend with his parent’s acceptance and that you fear you will lose him if you do not act. So the dream is not about death at all. It is telling you not to be bullied and to take control and take positive steps toward a relationship with his parents. Does the dream indicate you might want to proverbially take the weed away – in their eyes – as his parents wouldn’t approve? If you must go out of your way to show his parents that you are a good person worthy of their respect and re-evaluation, do so. Be in control and do not be bullied by their passive-aggressive behavior, and please discuss your feelings with your boyfriend as his active participation, knowing his parents well and loving you, will be the key to solving the problem. Good luck 🙂