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            <title>Stilettos- better off than on!!!</title>
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            <description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-AU&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri size=3&gt;Stilettos. You wonder how those tiny sticks support your whole weight. Well, as I found out today, sometimes they don’t…&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-AU&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri size=3&gt;I’d lusted over these pair of heels for weeks. Sparkly silver, with a cute bow on the side, and at just the right height. All my friends had stilettos, and after all the gushing about how they make your legs look longer, more toned, and more glam, I couldn’t wait to buy my first pair! They were worth it too, after saving up for three weeks!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-AU&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri size=3&gt;Tonight was out monthly girls’ night out today, and boy, what better occasion than this to show off my new shoes? After three weeks of saving up, these heels were gonna be a winner. Sure my feet started hurting after walking two minutes to the restaurant, but I sucked it up. After all, didn’t a wise woman once say “beauty is pain”? In fact, I was so happy just being able to strut my stuff that I didn’t think twice before I walked straight over a drain on the road. Bad idea. My shoe got stuck. And before I realised this (I blame my friend blabbering on about her diet), I kept trying to walk. Before I knew it, the heel had snapped off.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;How embarrassing! I stood there on my one good heel, shocked. Then I snapped the heel off my other shoe… LOL! At least now I could walk for the rest of the night. My friends are never going to let me live down my klutziness, and I even have the broken shoes as a reminder. So girls, and guys, sometimes it’s cooler to just wear plain old flats. At least that way I’ll be different to my friends… and I won’t end up being a modern-day Cinderella again! LOL! xoxo&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 05:39:54 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Friends- always keep you guessing!</title>
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            <description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Hey y’all!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot; /&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;OMG&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You’ll never guess what happened!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It all started yesterday at school.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;After class I went to the canteen and when I got back to my group they were all whispering and laughing and as soon as they saw me they all shut up. I mean, way to be subtle right?&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Obviously they were gossiping about me behind my back!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I sat down and there was like this awkward silence, I could tell they didn’t want me to be there.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I was so hurt!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This was like the last week of school til I went on holidays for 3 weeks and none of them even cared!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I knew they were all jealous of me going to &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Fiji&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; but they were being so rude about it!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When I got home last night I told mum all about it and she told me I was overreacting.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Whatever!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;She wasn’t there, how would she know.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;They were all talking about me and being heaps mean.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;So I wake up this morning right….”Sarah, can you come downstairs?” It was mum.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I was still angry at her from the night before.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I stomped down the stairs, just about to open my mouth to tell her what I was thinking then “SURPRISE!!” All my friends were there!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There were balloons and streamers hanging everywhere!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;They had organized a going away party for me and that was what they had been talking about!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I couldn’t believe I had doubted them like that!&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I told them what I thought had happened and we all had a good laugh.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I definitely learnt not to always think the worst of people cos u never know what they’re thinking.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=3&gt;Thanks guys I really appreciated it! &lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Xoxo Sarah&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 13:13:03 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>hAleY's LOvE LiFE!</title>
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            <description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-AU&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;Hey Guys! Haley here! Back once again to fill you in on my insane love life! Honestly, if you think yours is crazy you should try dating my boyfriend! Just last week I thought Jason was going to a massive effort for me for our 6 month anniversary. You know, making the dinner, add in the flowers and music and candles and it should have been perfect right? Wrong! We had been a little distant for about a month, so this was the night to make sure we would stay together. Everything went smoothly on the night, Jason was a perfect gentleman sitting me at the table and bringing me out delicious food he had slaved over for hours making for me. We had a great convo and I really felt like we were making progress in our relationship, you know, we weren’t talking about his footy or things our friends were up to, we were really talking about ourselves and sharing our hopes and dreams. I followed him into the kitchen to help with dessert, and just outside the door I heard another girl’s voice! I was so mad I didn’t know what to say! I burst into the kitchen and Jason immediately started rambling nervously. I told him that he was unbelievable and a guy like him didn’t deserve a girl like me! Suddenly, the other girl cut into the argument and said, “Haley! It’s Haley right? I’m Sammy. I’m Jason’s cousin! He asked me to come tonight and cook so he could impress you! I’m sorry you found out but it’s just a mistake!” Well I was sooooooo embarrassed! Jason had just been trying to impress me and I thought he was cheating on our anniversary! Just proves that I shouldn’t jump to conclusions! So for all you fellow bloggers out there with relationship stresses of your own, just remember to not jump to conclusions like I did! LOL! xxx &lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 13:08:07 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Parents- How to Avoid the CONSTANT &quot;love and attention&quot; Part 5.</title>
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            <description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Cambria size=3&gt;Hey Guys! This time it’s Joe here with some pointers to help you deal with the overbearing expectations and extra pressure from the ’rents. When it comes to parental pressure, I know all about it and exactly what to do about it too. Going through high school not that long ago, I know very well how overbearing parents can get. Always getting in your face, telling you off for not studying (just because they came home 5 minutes too late and missed out on seeing with their own eyes you studying for 5 hours straight!!!) and pushing their unrealistic dreams onto you. I found out that the best way to get them off your back is to… ACT LIKE A TOTAL DEPRESSED EMO. I know what you guys are thinking. You’ll only make your parents more worried and obsessed and hence defy the whole purpose of getting them to “LEAVE YOU ALONE.” However the point is to guilt trip them into not intruding on your sensitive and delicate life as a teenager. By the end of a week with “Daft Punk” on repeat, newfound allergy to light and a vow of silence (only at home of course… don’t want to kill you social life in the process), you can forget about telling them how much you don’t want to be a doctor or lawyer or president of the damn world, they’ll just be relieved your not worshipping the dark one and abusing puppies. Another bonus is that it will stop the incessant nagging as which parent in their right mind would want to push a “troubled” teen overlooking the cliff, off… and not to mention it could also score you heaps of freshly baked goodies as mum enters the room nervously and awkwardly just to ask “how are you doing…” Well that’s this week’s tip from me. Tune in next week to learn about more unconventional tips to survive as a teenager in a world overrun by adults. Take care!!!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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            <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 13:08:42 +0100</pubDate>
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