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Question #1:

What's a good title for this book?

Hey there! Well, I recently wrote the first chapter of a little book that I came up with and I have everything about this story planned out besides one thing... the title! And usually in stories that's pretty important :)
Well, here is a little description of my story. It's probably the most original thing I've ever written! Here you go:
The normal days (21 first century) are over and gone for good. Life as we know it has officially changed and there are definitely no chances of it coming back. Cars have become non-existent, continents have been replaced by Land Bases and the number of countries have doubled. For most of the population life is already difficult, but it's the most difficult for fourteen going on fifteen year old Ziven Holta. Ziven's father is the president of Land Base One (which used to be North America) and her home is currently in a deadly war with Land Base Four (Used to be Europe) to see whose family can replace the original royal one. The rule of the world is that children and teens don't have to do anything with war before they turn with fifteen, and now that Ziven's birthday is only 72 hours away, she knows that her life will be taking a turn for the worst. She will now have to leave her best friend Ash and home of Land Base One so she can participate in the deadly mission that her father has assigned her to do: kill the president of Land Base Four's son, Tyce Blue. One problem: the day that Ziven meets Tyce, her life DOES change, but not in the way she thought it would at all.

I know, I know, are you thinking of The Hunger Games? I know it's a little similar in some way, but that's because I actually wrote this story for a Hunger Games competition but found out that the competition isn't valid where I live (WHICH MADE ME SO ANGRY!) but I really liked this story so I figured I'd continue it anyways! :D
I know it's pretty confusing too, but please, I really need a title! Be creative!
Thanks!

Question #2:

Am I ready for a dog?

I have been wanting a dog for years now. I found the dog of my dreams, a border collie\ lab mix. He is already house trained, crate trained, and knows how to sit. I plan to teach it more tricks, but the thing is that I am not home for six hours of the day. I work, and I don't know if I am ready. Is six hours a lot, or is it just me? I plan on buying lots of toys, and lots of things that can prevent the dog from being bored. I have owned a dog when I was younger, a golden retriever. I am ready to have a dog, it's just my job. Is six hours too much too leave a 2 year old house trained dog?

Question #3:

I think her boyfriend is a dope....now she won't talk to me?

My mother in law asked what I thought about my sister in laws boyfriend. They have been together a little over a year & I have met him twice. I started by telling her I think he is a dope! The first time I met him he shook my hand like a 5 year old little girl would. He is 26 almost 27 years old. Still lives with his parents. He doesn't have have a 40 hour a week job. He works 2 places part time (in the summer when they call) He does not own his own car. He drives his mom's car who has cancer. When we went to dinner he wore sweat pants & hoodie, not even jeans. Even though they have been together a year he makes my sister in law pay for her own meal. He sits at home & watches sports none stop.
At dinner my husband was making small talk & said about putting on breaks on his truck, the boyfriend said he doesn't know how to change is own tire. (I can change a tire, change my own oil & put on breaks with little help)

His mom went & ran her mouth told his sister in law I thought he was a dope. After a few nasty texts his sister won't talk to me.

Should I let it go OR say sorry?
But really I think he's a dope & a loser! I really hope she breaks up with him & doesn't marry him because I know if & when they get a house or cars it will be a guilt trip for my husband to come fix them because they can't afford to hire some one. To me a man should be able to do basic car & home improvement stuff with no problem. & there is no reason why he should let a girl pay for her own meal! My husband still pays at dinner even though its a joint checking account. He has always paid the last 8 years! If we made plans for me to pay I gave him my money before hand.
A little back round info....she is a 22 year old college student. Her old brother (my husband) is 25. We are married, own our own house, Move out before the age of 19, have a baby on the way. Own 3 cars. These are the things I expect from others too.

Question #4:

Mortgage Question for homeowners and bankers?

I live in Texas, and have a mortgage with Bank of America. I'm 6 months behind on my mortgage. I owe about 6k. On Wednesday, when I get my tax return, I plan to give them $3250. I came up with an idea to put $2,895 towards the principle (5 months) and the remainder towards escrow. The escrow will then be about $1800 in the negative. I've read a lot of blogs recommending to pay down the principle on your home. I plan to come up with the remaining balance in the next 3 weeks. Does this sound like a good plan? Of course I’ve received the routine foreclosure mail. I'm just trying to buy some time. I think any kind of payment is good. What you think? Any ideas?
I have BOA checking account, so I usually transfer the funds to the mortgage account. It always ask what amount of the transfer do I want to go towards principle or escrow.

Question #5:

Should I Run Away From Home With Him..?

hello. first of all im 15. hes 17 and were planning to run away from home with each other.. we both have family problems. in fact only a month ago hes family found out he was gay (and yes were both males not that it matters) but anyway he got kicked out the house and had to live with hes grand mother who knows about me.. and cares but anyway we both met online. and dont start saying hes a perv etc cuz hes even showed pictures of him with hes grandmother and him holding a picture of my name. so hes not a fake.. but the only thing im asking is should i take the risk? if my family found out and we were found out id be forever lost trust with.. and banned from da computer forever :3. so should i take the risk to get a happy life with someone i love?.. is it worth it?.. help. and if you have any ideas of how i can get away without anyone seen it would help.. no hater answers please..

Question #6:

My sister is using and dichting me?

We used to be close until she completely changed. But because she's my sister and how close we used to be, I try to be there for her. She doesn't have a job, a car or any money. I love her to death and I try to help her, be there and support her. But lately I'm starting to hate my sister.

She takes my stuff all the time. At first, it didn't bother me. But than it got more annoying when she abuse them and never returns them. I personally hate it when people take my stuff without my permission. Nobody provides me anything. I have to work for it. I literally bust my ass through pain and sickness for my money and things in my life. I don't get paid much either. Regardless, I'm thankful for the things I do have and I cherish it. Sometimes I don't have money to eat. But when I do have food, she takes it without asking. Leaving me nothing.

I have a car. I pay my own gas, insurance, tag, repairments, ect. My sister calls me when she and her friends need a ride. They only invite me over so they'll have a reliable car. She doesn't pitch in with anything. I once tag alone and they completely ignored me. Never again.

Sometimes she makes plans with me. When I call her or text her to see if we're still on, I get no reply. In the end, she's out with her friends. I feel stupid because people try to make plans with me but I say no for her. She only calls when she needs or want somethin from me. But when I'm out and she's home, she wants me to go home for her.

This has been happening for the longest. It hurts me and I feel used. I've had talked to her but she still does it. I try again today. She pretty much told me "I get butthurt easily and I needs stop being a bitch." So what should I do? Treat her like she treated me?

Question #7:

First time smoking weed.. help?

Should we use bong? What's the safest way to get high? We're planning to go to a field and then walk home (it's not that far) but I don't want to get that high to were my parents will notice. We cannot get caught so we don't want to be to high. How many puffs should we take and what kind? We don't want to burn our throats. How was your first time, howd you feel? Thank you in advance. :)

Question #8:

Have a weird feeling I shouldn't be alive still, that life is going on for longer than planned?

I have got myself stuck in a weird thought loop that I can't break out of, and I wondered if anyone could give any advice?

Ever since I was 16, I've had this sense of "the end, game over", and I can't shake it (I'm nearly 30 now).

This all started when my parents split up when I was six - yeah yeah, hold the violins, but basically my mother took me off to another country when I wanted to stay with my dad where I was, and so I went into this kind of 'deep freeze' to cope - that life wasn't real with my mother, and would only start being real when I got back with my dad.

So it's like my only ambition growing up was to go back home. I never thought about anything else - the only thing that got me through every day was 'one day I can go home' (my mother was pretty unstable and crazy, which didn't help). So when I was finally allowed to go home - when I was 16 - I immediately felt like... the end. Game over. Everything I'd ever wanted and dreamed about and aimed for was achieved... and it's like, ever since then, I've never been able to feel like life is 'real'.

I know that sounds weird, but I just don't know what to do to make me feel like it is. This doesn't mean I've struggled to be 'successful' in the conventional sense - I've had good jobs (been quite rich at times), good friends, meaningful relationships, but... they just don't feel real. They feel like fillers, or trailers... Trailers is appropriate, as I feel like I've been sitting in the movie theatre for hours, years, after the credits have rolled and I just can't move on to the next film....

I don't really know anyone else who feels like this or what it 'means'... don't know if anyone can offer any insight / advice? Thanks in advance.

By the way, I have posted this in 'Religion and Spirituality'as I feel sure there is something like a spiritual dimension to all this. Don't know what it is though.
@ Bulldog Drummond - been in therapy since I was 18...! It helps somewhat, but.... Well, obviously not enough, To whomever mentioned love and family. Yeah, I've been in love and considered family, but at present think I am way too screwed up and self-centered, and would only condemn my kid to years of therapy later on. I think parenting is something you should do WHEN you're sorted, not to GET you sorted.

Question #9:

so..my parents just gave me 2 months to in their house?

So tomorrow I turn 15...but today I was talking to my parents how I wanted damas (my female friends) in my Suprise dance for my Quinceañera. My dad flipped out and said ''Hell no there's gonna be no damas and your dancing a f*cking cumbia'' and then I told him ''It's my quince! I want to dance with my friends the music I want!'' That's where he started saying that I'm a worthless piece of sh*t and I don't deserve nothing and after the quinceanera I am no longer allowed to live in his house because he already paid over 1000 dollars on the party planning...but point is he's kicked me out of my room and I'm sleeping outside...he took away my phone and everything I had other than the clothes ive paid for... I just snuck in to quickly post this...but is there a group home or foster home or could i go to the police or church...? please help me...I'm turninng 15 tomarrow... but my party is in April... please help me... my boyfriend is 18 but I feel like living him would cause tention between us...please just help me... please...Im sleeping outside tonight and it's less than 30 degrees in f....:'(

Question #10:

So...My parents just gave me to months to live in their house?

Question #11:

Is it okay to leave my budgie alone for 10 hours or more?

So recently (this week) I've been having to leave my budgie alone at home. I haven't been able to spend much quality time with her because of that. Today she has been left alone for already almost ten hours! I thought that I was going to be home much earlier today, but my family had unexpected plans.
We will be home in about 2 hours (I'm hoping at least).
Is my budgie okay? Will she get sick or something If I leave her alone too much? She is the only budgie in her cage and my mom does not seem to understand that she needs socialization and attention and exercise enough to care about getting home quickly.
My mom is like that constantly, and I know that my poor birdie is not okay on her own!!!

Any thoughts/suggestions/ideas?!?
Anything will be greatly appreciated!

And my mom says we can get another bird, but she says "later".

Question #12:

How do I get 7.1 surround sound?

I'm planning to buy a home theater system for my TV/PS3 so that I can watch a few of my movies in 7.1 surround sound. What are all the things I need to get? I don't have any sound systems yet.

Question #13:

Is an Australian Shepherd the right dog for me?

I wake up at 6:00, go to school at 7:00, come home at 2:15. I an an active person and i enjoy going for bike rides, hiking, and frisbee. I am thinking of getting it during the first days of summer so i can train the pup. Im going to train obediance first. I also have a medium sized yard but the park is just behind my neighbors yard ( across the street ) i will be spending about the whole day working with the pup, all summer long because i have no plans.
My parents are okay with it. currently i am a freshman in high school. after high school i will most likely be going to collage or joining the Army( undecided), my parents are going to continue to take care of him. Also i wouldn't mind grooming him.

Question #14:

Is it illegal for a parent or parents to agree to their child's suicide?

Before you judge, read the ENTIRE question:

I plan on dying from dehydration, but as you may know this is a complicated process and requires "assistance". What if a parent or parents agree to let their child die of dehydration while in their home? Would you consider it to be helping with suicide? IDC about your beliefs, just answer the question. Like, what if I didn't want any medical/mental help & my parents were aware of me wanting to commit suicide, is that illegal?
(I am 15)
Seems like none of you are going to be any kind of help. Your pathetic attempts to stop me only irritates me. Regardless of what a bunch of you say, I'm STILL DOING IT!
Thanks for nothing.. Okay, I will do it. And thanks for making my life even worse! There's a person behind this computer!!!!!! My parents even said they respected my wish to die.. Yes, they did. And if you must know, I have cancer..... chances are I'll die anyways.

Question #15:

Would writing about this harm me as my medical school applicant?

I'm a 2nd year Bio major planning on applying to Medical School and or Pharmacy School in two years. At first I had started out as Pre-Pharm, but given the current over-saturation of pharmacists I am also considering Medical School as well.

I very much look forward to working in Oncology/Nuclear Medicine, either as an Oncologist or Oncology Pharmacist. Personal tragedy is what inspired me; my passion and empathy keeps me on this path.

I'm not worried about my GPA (as a second year I currently hold a 3.88--though I had a 3.90 last year). And I'm sure that if I study, the MCAT will be manageable (though difficult I'm sure).

I currently have a couple of extracurricular under my belt, though I'm not sure it's enough. Some of them I left because I lost interest in them, so I might not mention them in my application. But for all the activities that I remain active in, I can assure you that I am also extremely passionate in. My motto in life is that if you are not passionate doing something, then don't do it.

Should I attempt to take on more activities? Or is it enough?

- I am Treasurer and Historian for my chapter's Best Buddies (an organization that socially integrates those with Intellectual/Developmental disabilities through friendship and integrated leadership).
- I am currently an member/intern for a Bone Marrow Donor Registry organization on campus. This is a service organization, and it hits pretty close to home since my grandmother needed a Bone Marrow transplant. I hope to be elected as an officer by the end of this year.
- I'm an Honor Student. I used to be a regular writer for the Honors Newsletter and was a Committee Member for the Newsletter.
- I have interned one summer at a Home Health Agency.
- I am currently a Clinical Care Extender/Intern at a community hospital. This wonderful program has allowed me unprecedented insight into the health field, hands-on experience with direct patient-care, and rotations through several different departments. I will be doing this for at least three years and am looking to apply for a leadership position very soon.
- I volunteer regularly at my local library. Just to provide a service to my community, and because I like being around books.
- I am also a member of an Honors Society, which I am moderately active in.
- I am also a member of a Pharmacy club on-campus (I'm also pre-pharm--I'm still trying to decide what to I want to do).
- I have shadowed a Community Pharmacist for one month.
- I eventually plan on shadowing a Doctor as well.
- I am undertaking a Independent Study with a former professor of mines. Our topic is Women Identity in 19th Century World Literature with special attention to Marriage Life.
- I also plan on doing my Honors thesis (3rd/4th year), which I'm super excited about.
- Things I would like to do before I graduate: Research and Study Abroad

Now here is what I am to write about in my personal statement (haven't written it yet, but this is what I want to target). It is something that I still get very emotional about, but it is also the very thing that inspires me to pursue what I want to do.

My grandmother's death is still a very delicate subject to me, but i feel I owe to both myself and her if I honor it in my ps. Her death changed my life completely. It taught me so much about myself, about how I viewed the world and other people (this part is positive). I used to think I had a pretty clear idea about who I was as a person, and what I wanted to do, but her death made realized how I didn't. "Our lives are made by the death of others" said Leonard DaVinci; I want to put that in my statement somewhere.

There involves my family keeping me completely ignorant of my grandmother's critical situation while I was off in college, to keep me pleasantly ignorant if you will, and the consequent betrayal I felt when I learned the truth, when it was nearly too late.

Watching my grandmother in her hospital bed, completely unaware of her cancer (as it was something the family agreed, she would be happier not knowing about), battle it unknowingly for 3 years, an then suddenly waste away, forget our names, and then take her last breath right before my eyes? It is enough to cripple a person. It is not something that one can immediately take something positive away from, and I will not pretend that I did either, just for the sake of an interview.

Nobody should ever have to watch someone they love die as a stranger to themselves. She never truly said goodbye. And though I was right there by her death bed when she passed away, I never truly said goodbye, because she was 'gone' a month before then.

I want to go into Oncology because I want to apply my potential and abilities to finding a cure, giving hope, and ensuring that sickness does not always imply tragedy.
I've no doubt that my ps will involve some bitterness, depression, guilt, and tragedy. But I will also make sure to include my experiences in the hospital, how it made me realize that my place in the world is not in some office, but on the front lines of active patient-care. I used to believe that working with people was something I detest, but my work at the hospital made me realized my love for helping and caring for people. It did not matter if I came home smelling like a bunch of **** from having bathed a patient whose catheter slipped out, this was what I wanted to do, and I would always see through the worse to care for a patient. I will always take the extra minute or two to anticipate what my patients need and ensure that their comforts are seen to within my scope of practice. My work at the hospital has taught me to adapt and work in a fast-paced environment, but most importantly it has taught me to listen, to be attentive to details, and to be compassionate.

Thorough cr

Question #16:

Did I do the right thing?

Sorry it;s so long :
I just need a different opinion than family and friends, their just so.. I don't know the word, but they are not very helpful. (I did use different names.)

Here's it is:
George: Met him in art class, started off great. He's really sweet. I then found out he liked another girl, Mary, but things were on the rough patch (they were not dating), so he told me it was fine. We got to know each other more and more.

Situation: He told me he liked both of us but he liked me a lot more. So, he said he would like to get to know me even more. I was ok with that. Then one day walking home, I saw them in a car together, she was in the passenger seat. I was suspicious but I kept to myself.
Few days later he tells me that Mary and him kissed. I was shocked, and hurt. He said he knew he liked her more, and that he was very sorry. So I try and move on.
I don't know how or what happened but yea. She ends up going away to Barbados with her family for 2 weeks. That's when he starts taking a real interest in me. We went on a few dates, hung out a lot. Started dating. Then all of a sudden, he broke up with me saying he wasn't looking for a relationship, he just wanted to live and be with his friends. Mind you, I would tell him it's alright for him to chill with his friends, I didn't mind.
Few days later he tells me the real truth. Turns out Mary, the "Good soul, the better one." played him. She was already dating some one and they kissed, so now he is feeling guilty. I told him that it was sad to hear.
There was this dance coming up, we originally planned to go together. Turns out he went, I went too. It was fun, friends dancing together. I was having a blast. The dance was coming to an end, and as every other dance, they played a slow song for all the young couples. He asked if it would be alright I said sure.
Few moments later, I asked if he was glad he came, he said yes, most definitely. I started to talk again when he kissed me. I was in complete shock. He kissed me a second time ( I was still in shock) on the third, I felt the need to run. I looked over to my friend and she said our ride would be here soon. So we left. He started bugging me on how I feel and all that.
So a week passed by, and I finally had what I wanted to say. I told him that I didn't know if I could trust him. He ended our relationship because of another girl. He went back to that girl in the beginning. I didn't think that I could do it again. I would gladly be friends with him. He said ok, friends sure. I also had my suspicion that maybe he tried to play me and Mary and it back fired on him.
Now did I do the right thing in pushing him away? Or did I do it over a silly mistake he made? Should I give him a second chance?
My friend is also trying to set me up with this guy named Travis. I've been talking to him, and he's real nice, but then again it is over texting so. I don't know what to do. My friends aren't really helping I thought it would be nice to get a different opinion.
Please any advice would be helpful.

Question #17:

Repayment for flight tickets?

Last week i needed a flight ticket to get from north carolina back home which i now can't use and it's non-refundable. My original plan was to land at an airport in another city that's slightly farther than the one in my city and have my father pick me up there because that was the only ticket i could afford on short notice. (i was supposed to leave for north carolina yesterday by car and return by plane tomorrow.) My father insisted that i get the ticket to land me closer to where i live and that he'd pay the extra that i couldn't afford.

the ticket that i could afford was $128. the ticket he helped me with was $229.60. the agreement was that we put it all on his card and i just pay him back the $128 when i could.

I ended up not being able to go and use the ticket because my friends engine fried on her way here. My father's under the impression that i'm supposed to pay him every last cent back since i'm not going to be able to use the ticket at all even though the agreement was that i pay him only $128 for it all.

I'm a college student working on part-time minimum wage. What is the correct way to go about this?
i obviously know what NON-REFUNDABLE means... the problem at hand is that he thinks that i'm supposed to reimburse him fully when i agreed to just the $128

Question #18:

Is the beginning of my book a good catch?

Would you keep reading? How's my punctuation and grammar? Anything really good or confusing, or just downright terrible? Thanks for all your opinions. Please be descriptive in your answers, and elaborate on your opinion, not just, 'it's good'. Thanks again ;) It doesn't tell you much about the plotline right off the bat, but you get the idea.

I could smell my breakfast. The scent had been wafting from the kitchen, up the stairs, and into my bedroom ever since my Mom started cracking eggs onto the frying pan.
As I laid in my bed, I could almost count to the very precise moment my Mother would call me down. I would’ve saved her the trouble most days, but today I was content to stare dejectedly at my ceiling. My new alarm clock shone the time onto the ceiling beside my fan, and the bright red numbers read 10:31 am.
I sighed and began counting, “Three…Two…One…” And right on schedule, Mom called me downstairs.
“Alice!” She chimed, ”Your eggs and toast are ready!”
Even now Mom was trying so hard to make things better, or to say the least, easier.
Summer break had just begun two weeks before, and my life had already changed in two ways.
One, Mom and I moved back to our old home in Ontario which I was not a fan of, for a very long and detailed list of reasons, but it mostly added up to leaving behind my happy high school life that I had worked so hard to get.
Two, I had turned seventeen, and without so much as blowing a candle. My Mom tried her best to give me a party, but when you have met absolutely no one things aren’t easy. For my birthday we stayed in, ordered Chinese food, and spent most of our night watching romantic comedies on our comfy new couch.
By the time I was downstairs I was already dressed in a pair of skinny jeans that were a size too small, and a giant t-shirt that doubled for a tunic, two sizes too big. I had been sporting this style by my own personal choice, and needless to say, Mom was not a fan.
She liked my not so old style, which I had dropped only weeks before. Bye-bye skirts, shorts, pretty tops, leggings, and dresses.
“Alice, you know I don’t like it when you hide yourself under those shirts. You’re so pretty, and it’s way too hot for jeans.” Mom lectured, she did that a lot.
She had gotten one thing right, my new style was not co-operating with the very warm summer weather. I wolfed the scrambled eggs and toast down in barely a minute. Before I had my sudden style change I had tried the ‘starve yourself to death’ diet plan, which my stomach had a quick aversion to.
I decided I would rather live curvy, than die skeletal.
Mom smiled, she had been one of the voices of reason when it came to my attempted dieting, “Are you still hungry?” She asked.
“No, I’m fine thanks.” I lied. Mom smiled slyly before adding an extra helping of eggs to her plate.
She walked and sat down at the table, made to seat six comfortably. But there had always been only three chairs.
I stared at the third seat, longing for lost memories to come to life again, “Daddy…” I sighed. His seat was going to be empty indefinitely. My Daddy was gone.
Tears began to overflow, and I turned away from the table cursing. Mom didn’t need to see this, she’d had enough problems already. “I need to go clean up.” I choked, and before Mom could say anything I had sped away.
In a blurred net of tears I somehow managed to find my way to the bathroom. Slamming the door shut behind me I raced to see how obvious my being upset was. The last thing I wanted was for Mom to worry about me when she shouldn’t, right now she needed to worry about herself.
The mirror’s reflection wasn’t encouraging. My blue eyes were bright and red rimmed, my thin lips a pinker shade than usual, and my pale face blotched with red spots. This upsetting routine was becoming too regular for my liking, I already had steps to making myself look better.
First I brushed through my tangled mess of hair, and when that didn’t work I hopped into the shower with a sigh. The warm water helped my tense muscles relax, but nothing could put my rushing mind at ease. When the water had done its job I reluctantly stepped out and wrapped myself in a blue towel.
My long brown hair fell into slight curls, but by the time it was towel dried the pretty curls would be frizz, soon to be torn away by the anger of a ripping brush. For two years I had been dyeing my hair a dark brown in an effort to rid myself of the jokes that accompanied my natural honey blonde colour.
The next step was brushing my teeth. All my life brushing my teeth had been my biggest stress reliever, though I hadn’t figured out why yet. Mom had always said it was because it gave me a sense of structure, something I rarely had.
There was a knock at the bathroom door, “Alice!” Mom called, “We’re going shopping when you’re done in there, so don’t take too long.”
I finally felt better, “ I’ll be out in a minute.” I replied.
When I was dressed and ready to go I grabbed my wallet and slipped on a pair of black sneakers, casually ignoring Mom as she dangled a pair of my gladiator sandals in her hands.
“Where are we going?” I asked, lacing up my shoes as quickly as I could, while Mom stood impatiently by the door.
She smiled, “To the book store, I wanted to take a look at a couple of memoirs that have been flying off the shelves.” She was a reader and a writer by nature, although she would always deny that she had any talent. Of course, I knew the difference. As a child Mom occasionally read me stories she had written herself, and they were the “Again, please Mummy, again-again!” bedtime stories.
In this small town, the bookstore also doubled for the local toy store, gift shop, and art and craft supplier. And because this store was the only one of its kind for miles around, you accepted the prices, or walked home empty-handed. It was the dollar store on steroids.
Like every store that was planning to stay

Question #19:

Anyone have some good excuses to not let anyone hold my baby-has this happened to you?

Okay so I am expecting soon. This is our second child and unfortunatly we lost the first one as an infant to sids. While my baby was still alive we had some bad experiences with people holding our baby in ways I was not comfortable with. For example, an in law-upon meeting our child, wouldnt hand the baby back when I reached for the baby. The inlaw stated she didnt mind if the baby cried while being held. Kinda weird. I planned to never go back to that inlaws house and that was solved at that time.

However, now we are expecting again and their are only a handful of people I trust to hold our baby. My Father in Law is not grabby or expectant or demanding so I dont mind handing baby over to him. On the other hand most everyone else on the inlaw side(the adults, not the kids) seem like they expect to handle our baby. Most of these people I wouldnt let babysit a pet of our without worrying about our pet. For instance, they cuss, are on the economically disadvantageed side, allowed their own children alcohol (sips) they smoke, seem quite lackadaisical in their child rearing ways.
The other inlaws, are rich sure, but again have an entire set of different problems. To make a long story short It is a miracle my spouse is such a good person with the way he was raised. Some of these people are so excited that we are having a baby, it seems like they seriously think they are going to play a big role in our childs life. An example of what I mean is, my mother in law is having a mid life crisis-recently divorced, acts like a 22 year old, and when our first born was a girl, (she always wanted one, but had all boys instead)I am convinced she was telling herself she was the new mom! She even tried to plan our babys funeral behind our backs!
I am very possesive of all things I love. My family, my home, my job, my decor my pets and require and want no help in any of these aspects of my life. I feel like they want to claim our child as their own and I feel its best not to let any of these demanding types hold our little one, thus not risking they feel entitled to give advice, or buy our child things, even dream of babysitting. I want them on the sidelines for the next five years(at least), silently observing the attachment style of parenting and to know they have nothing valuable to offer our child or family so stay back.
Now, I have read about people becoming offended when told no, not to touch, come near, or hold the baby. I figure this is bound to happen, but I was hoping to acquire an arsenal of one liners.
Sorry so long thanks for your advice

Question #20:

why does he say we are just friends but acts like we are more? please help?

i met this guy in november and we have been goin out steady, alone and with my and his friends. he introduced me to his bestfriends and neighbors, they were like oh u are the girl he always talks about who is from (my origin country).

i made other plans with other people on new years eve, but he asked me to go out with his that night. he told me 2 days ago that his bestfriend thought that it was weird that i didnt hangout with him that night instead.(which if we were just friends, it should be fine if i didnt). we sleep together but not everytime we hangout. so we dont meet for sex.

we havent seen eachother for 2 weeks but he saw me thursday and i was with another guy, he was like oh the guy u are with is very good looking, he asked to join me and the other guy, he didnt leave me all night, he introduced me to another friend and we sat in a corner and opened up to eachother.

he told me that he likes me alot and thinks im so beautiful and out of his league and that i will never want him anything more than sex. , he said we arent dating. he said bec hes in the military and leaving in 3 mnths for afghanistan for a year, he doesnt want us to get into a relationship then him leaving. bec girls usualy cheat n guys in the military go crazy when they r away bec of that. he said you are specil to me and that he told his brother and his parents about me when he was home for christmas, he said that he wanted me to meet them when they are intown next 2 weeks.

he told me hes been sleeping with other girls, but also thought i was doing the same thing because he said "theres no way id be so into him" , we got into an argument and he was so upset n told everyone that i dnt wanna talk to him again and that he was so sad.

later on the following day wen we made up, he said he still wants me to meet his parents. and he still wants to hangout and see me even if we are never gonna have sex again. he said i want my parents to meet u so they can change their idea about everyone from your country and to open their mind that people from there are good people.

last night i told him tht atleast we should be exclusive when it comes to sex, hes only here for 3 months and we can just do it till he leaves. he said we shouldnt do it because he doesnt wanna dissapoint me, if he ended up sleeping with another girl.

so what do u guys think of all this?.. im confused please give me advice on what to do

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