u/Sweaty_Fisherman_903

I’m probably going to be moving into a dorm next year and I’ll be sharing a room with one other person.
We’ll have the same classes, there’s a strict curfew, and we’ll most likely be together most of the time.
This might be a weird question, but… how do people find privacy to masturbate in that situation?
Please don’t just say “there’ll be times when you’re alone,” because for me it’s more of a mood thing than something I can just schedule. How do people who share dorms actually deal with this?

I remeber very specifically stealing a toy key from my kindergarten when i was around 5.
My parents have always bought me whatever i have asked for and never said no, I would even sometimes get surprise gifts for no reason.
Why did i steal this toy key?
And i also remember another occasion where i wanted to steal some toys from my baby cousin but then i stopped myself.

Me F18 and my boyfriend M19 have been together for about two years.
My boyfriend and I go to the same high school. We met when I was in 7th grade, and he was a year older than me. We became really close friends around my second year of high school, and we started dating shortly after that. We’re both seniors now. He was supposed to graduate last year, but he didn’t get the grades he needed to attend medical school, so he decided to repeat the year in order to do that.
At first, everything was going great, and I genuinely loved spending time with him. I also want to mention that I’m a very religious person, and I do not appreciate any sort of physical contact with my partner. He knew this before we got together, and I reminded him again when he asked me out.
Everything became very fast in our relationship. He told me he loved me only a month after we started dating. It was way too early for me, and the feelings weren’t reciprocated. At the time, I was only around 16 or 17, so I wasn’t mature enough to just tell him I wasn’t ready. Instead, I said “I love you” back because I didn’t know what else to do.
As time went on, he genuinely started asking me for things I wasn’t comfortable with. At first it was holding hands, then it was walking around school together. These were all things I genuinely didn’t want to do, and I kept telling him that. Him and our mutual friends kept pressuring me, saying it was normal and completely fine.
Since he was in his senior year and trying to get into medical school, I didn’t want to put more pressure on him, so I agreed to some of these things. But it kept getting worse. Eventually he started asking me for nudes, and I made the mistake of sending them.
So much happened that genuinely made me stop liking him. He didn’t force me exactly, but he constantly pressured me and kept asking for things that I wasn’t ready to give.
A few months into dating, I realized I didn’t actually want to be with him anymore. He felt completely the opposite, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him or break up with him because he was a senior and needed to study. I was worried that if I broke his heart, he wouldn’t get the grades he wanted, so I kept everything bottled up and told myself I would break up with him after his senior year.
Then he didn’t get into medical school and decided to repeat the year. Everything became so much worse. I couldn’t bring myself to break up with someone who had to repeat an entire year of high school. On top of that, his parents are horrible people and were putting so much pressure on him. His life was already in a terrible place, and it genuinely felt like the worst possible time to leave him. He was saying things that made me scared for him, so I kept everything to myself.
Now we’re both in the same grade. He wants to sit next to me in every class. He gets jealous whenever I talk to other guys who are just my friends. He doesn’t let me study because he always wants my attention. We fight constantly.
I genuinely hate admitting this, but I don’t even like him anymore. He’s very annoying to me. He’s not funny. He tries to make lame jokes that just bother me for no reason. He’s way too clingy and acts like if I’m not in his life, he doesn’t deserve to live.
He constantly tells me how much I mean to him. He says he can’t live without me, that he wouldn’t know what to do if I left, that I’m the only good thing in his life, and that everything would fall apart if I broke up with him. He tells me he cries every night because he thinks I’ve pulled away from him.
I’ve tried breaking things off a couple of times this year, but every time I do, he talks me out of it. I know he genuinely loves me very much, and that’s what makes this so hard. I feel like I would never be able to relax if I knew someone out there was suffering because of me.
Right now, we both have a couple of exams left, and we’re barely talking because we’re both busy studying. I want to break up with him after we’re both done, but I’m terrified of how he’ll react. I feel trapped because no matter when I do it, it feels like the wrong time.
I’m honestly so sick and tired of carrying the responsibility of being the only thing keeping someone else happy. I know I’m not responsible for another person’s life, but it genuinely feels that way. I’m also in love with someone else. I have never cheated on my boyfriend, and nothing has happened between me and the other person. Realizing I have feelings for someone else just made me accept that I don’t want to stay in this relationship anymore.

Me (F18) and my boyfriend (M19) have been together for about two years.
My boyfriend and I go to the same high school. We met when I was in 7th grade, and he was a year older than me. We became really close friends around my second year of high school, and we started dating shortly after that. We’re both seniors now. He was supposed to graduate last year, but he didn’t get the grades he needed to attend medical school, so he decided to repeat the year in order to do that.
At first, everything was going great, and I genuinely loved spending time with him. I also want to mention that I’m a very religious person, and I do not appreciate any sort of physical contact with my partner. He knew this before we got together, and I reminded him again when he asked me out.
Everything became very fast in our relationship. He told me he loved me only a month after we started dating. It was way too early for me, and the feelings weren’t reciprocated. At the time, I was only around 16 or 17, so I wasn’t mature enough to just tell him I wasn’t ready. Instead, I said “I love you” back because I didn’t know what else to do.
As time went on, he genuinely started asking me for things I wasn’t comfortable with. At first it was holding hands, then it was walking around school together. These were all things I genuinely didn’t want to do, and I kept telling him that. Him and our mutual friends kept pressuring me, saying it was normal and completely fine.
Since he was in his senior year and trying to get into medical school, I didn’t want to put more pressure on him, so I agreed to some of these things. But it kept getting worse. Eventually he started asking me for nudes, and I made the mistake of sending them.
So much happened that genuinely made me stop liking him. He didn’t force me exactly, but he constantly pressured me and kept asking for things that I wasn’t ready to give.
A few months into dating, I realized I didn’t actually want to be with him anymore. He felt completely the opposite, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him or break up with him because he was a senior and needed to study. I was worried that if I broke his heart, he wouldn’t get the grades he wanted, so I kept everything bottled up and told myself I would break up with him after his senior year.
Then he didn’t get into medical school and decided to repeat the year. Everything became so much worse. I couldn’t bring myself to break up with someone who had to repeat an entire year of high school. On top of that, his parents are horrible people and were putting so much pressure on him. His life was already in a terrible place, and it genuinely felt like the worst possible time to leave him. He was saying things that made me scared for him, so I kept everything to myself.
Now we’re both in the same grade. He wants to sit next to me in every class. He gets jealous whenever I talk to other guys who are just my friends. He doesn’t let me study because he always wants my attention. We fight constantly.
I genuinely hate admitting this, but I don’t even like him anymore. He’s very annoying to me. He’s not funny. He tries to make lame jokes that just bother me for no reason. He’s way too clingy and acts like if I’m not in his life, he doesn’t deserve to live.
He constantly tells me how much I mean to him. He says he can’t live without me, that he wouldn’t know what to do if I left, that I’m the only good thing in his life, and that everything would fall apart if I broke up with him. He tells me he cries every night because he thinks I’ve pulled away from him.
I’ve tried breaking things off a couple of times this year, but every time I do, he talks me out of it. I know he genuinely loves me very much, and that’s what makes this so hard. I feel like I would never be able to relax if I knew someone out there was suffering because of me.
Right now, we both have a couple of exams left, and we’re barely talking because we’re both busy studying. I want to break up with him after we’re both done, but I’m terrified of how he’ll react. I feel trapped because no matter when I do it, it feels like the wrong time.
I’m honestly so sick and tired of carrying the responsibility of being the only thing keeping someone else happy. I know I’m not responsible for another person’s life, but it genuinely feels that way.
I’m also in love with someone else. I have never cheated on my boyfriend, and nothing has happened between me and the other person. (he despises me) Realizing I have feelings for someone else just made me accept that I don’t want to stay in this relationship anymore.

I have always been like this any sort of caffeine makes me tired and makes me yawn non stop.

my glasses kept triggering the camera for somw reason so i had to take them off i need atealst 105 for my application and im scared i wont achieve them
i did terrible in the speaking parts and also my computer kept lagging in the real english part.
im afarid i might have to re take the exam :(

Is 1400 a realtivly easy score to get?
the med school im applying to asks for a minimum score to apply.
i have been practicing for about a week and have one more week left to practice
can i achieve this score or not?