What is the average weight for a person that is five foot five

What is the average weight of a person who is 5 feet and 3 inches…?

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You are healthy. Range from 115-137 lbs is healthy.

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A: Very good. Just a few errors.A duck’s quack does echo. It;’s just an urban myth that it doesn’t. I know. I’ve heard it.The words borange and hurple rhyme with orange and purple. Look them up if you have a very good dictionary.Statues of horses and how many legs are raised do not necessarily tell how the riders died. There are several in London, at least thirty, that have hooves raised with riders who died of natural causes. Another urban myth I’m afraid.Interesting list though.

im being bullied…any ways to stand up for myself..?

Q: ok…i have an older brother who wears gothic clothes and my parents arent very rich and they barly buy me clothes so i usually get my brothers so i go to school wearing black alot and one day i brought a jacket that everyone called me emo for wearing it…so now this year i dont have any friends i got kicked out of all the tables i sit at…if ur thinking just sit there anyway its to hard ignoring comments…they always say stuff about how im an emo f** and how im gay im not emo or gay i have a girlfriend who i love alot and shes the only one who knows the truth. all my friends abandond me and now i spend my days of lunch sitting in the teachers rooms. ok so now its gottan alot worse theres this kid donald who sits at my table in home economics and hes constantly picking on me in the hall way when im walking with my girlfriend (wich rarly happens cause of her friends ill get to that in a little) he was kicking my book bag if ur thinking fight back ive tried got my a** handed to me infront of my girlfriend. hes a 180p football player whos like 6’9″ ive told teachers but to them hes like an angel straight A’s can never do anything bad what am i? a C average student who sucks at sports and a scrawny 5’2 kid i got a job at my uncles pet store and bought my own clothes this year and everyone is always saying “ohh look whos trying to fit in now!” i cant walk five feet without being pushed or called a name. ok so now to my girlfriend shes really nice and stuff but her friends…its hard to walk with her without them whispering in eachothers ears calling me emo and wishing alyssa was going out with donald cause donald has had a crush on my girlfriend since he was like 8 haha anyway (sorry cant focus talking to my girlfriend while doing this its taken me an hour to type all of this so far) so i tried sitting with my girlfriend at lunch but her friends kept saying stuff and i got fed up and went to the bathroom for the rest of the lunch period and while i was in there this kid dylan comes in and beats the c*** out of me. so i was walking in the hall way with my girlfriend and i get pushed and my cellphone comes out of my pocket and donald steps on it. so now my cell is broken im in trouble with my parents and i cant tell my dad that im being bullied hed say suck it up or do something about it. you see my dad is a heavy built weight lifter and since im his son he thinks i can do wat he does so he doesnt give two sh**s if im being bullied cause he thinks i can handle it myself. i have no friends only person who cares about me is my mom my girlfriend and thats it my brother got kicked out cause he smokes and my sister is just a bi*** i have no one to talk to about stuff cause as much as i love my girlfriend i cant be serious with her she makes everything a joke please help how can i make it stop wat should i do…?its not that my girlfriend doesn care or anything shes just a little immature and cant take anything seriously and ive tried working out and i still do i go to a gym weekly but i have a fast metablosim so im as skinny as a twig and i cant build muscle or the doctor said my bones will snap…

A: Laugh. That’s all you have to do. you start making jokes and before you know you be with some friends. i had bully problems to then i started making people laugh and the next time that bully started picking on me, he got the living s*** kicked out of him. We all got suspensions but after that everyone realized what a loser and a pussy that guy was. if your scrawny and short i think friends are your only option.

Does someone care to read a TRUE story and tell me their opinion on it? Thank you!?

Q: I wrote this story about me on a camping trip. It is a true story. The five stars (*****) is the guy I like, and the name blocked out (*name blocked out*) would be me. And lastly, ^^^^^^ would be one of my camping friends. If you would please rate it out of 10. (5/1-, 10/10, etc.) Thank you!!!!! PS: this is just the beginning of the story! And take it mildly. Not too harsh, not to easy. I am a 12 year old, turning 13 in a few days.Have you ever heard of love at first sight? Like, when a girl sees a guy or a guy sees a girl and at that very moment, you know that they’re the one? Well meet me, *Name blocked out*. The blonde haired, blue eyed, good-styled, pretty girl. A lot of the time, I don’t feel confident about my body, seeing I am 12 years old and weigh 118 pounds. But when you look at me, I don’t look fat, I look like an average weighted person.My mom and I were strolling in our car on the way to Canyon Lake, where we go camping every year during Christmas time. The windows were rolled down and my boob-length hair was swaying all over my face, getting stuck on my glossy lips. The scenery was beautiful, there were red mountains with the sun peeking behind their brown tinted edges.But the best part was the weather. It was perfect. There was a slight 70 degree breeze and the shady mesquite trees peeked over the car, making the perfect shade canopy.“Are you excited?” My mom wondered, making me practically jump straight out of my seat.“Yeah. But who all is coming?” I wondered, sticking my arm out the window and trying to make it touch the branches on the rim of the mountainside.“The ——–‘s, the ———-’s, the —–’s, and the ———’s.” Mom said. “And Steven has his girlfriend coming with him.”Steven was the ———’s oldest son, about 18 years old. In my head, I wondered how can he have a girlfriend when, he is so ugly! “And —- ———’s friend is coming. *****, you remember him, right?” Mom wondered, clutching tighter to the steering wheel.“Yeah.” I said, having completely no interest.Oh boy but how I wish I had interest. When we arrived, there were two boys sitting on a wooden log about 20 feet long. Their heads were turned toward a campfire to heat there have-to-be-20-degree-cold-hands. I slammed my door as loud as I could when I stepped out to make their heads possibly turn this way. Before they could look, I quickly checked my outfit. Great. My gray skinny jeans were scrunched at the bottom and my blue “rock” shirt was resting slightly over the zipper.To my surprise, —- and ***** turned around. Wow. I almost died. *****’s brown, soothing eyes practically shouted “I’m so hot”. Which was totally true. He was so hot. Way more than that at least. But I never had noticed it ever until now. Through all the times he was at the super bowl parties we had every year I barely noticed him.^^^^^^ walked over with her stupid Tigger “Santa” hat and her plain jeans and Kermet the frog shirt. So tacky. How can she be so stupid to embarrass herself with the stupid looking hats like that. “Hey.” I said, walking over to her above the curb.“Hi.” She said shortly, smiling and wobbling back and forth like she always does. How stupid, she never goes for a change. I never try to be mean about her in my head, but she practically wears the same thing every day. Wears her stupid, ugly, croc flip flops. And her hair is always unbrushed and un-thoughtfully pulled into a low pony tail. She never changes. And you would think and 8 year old would know better. But she is still a really nice friend.“*Name blocked out*, look at this awesome tree over there.” She said, pointing across the grass field.“Oh, that’s so cool, let’s go climb on it!” I laughed, taking a peek over where ***** and —- were. They were gone. I sighed a sad sigh, and swiped a smile on my face.We ran to the tree and jumped up onto the first branch which was 3 feet long and 3 feet thick. I ran way up to the top of the first branch and sat there, so tired of all the running.

A: I think you should think of some false names to represent the **’s and ^^’s. It would be much easier and smoother to read, and since we don’t know these people personally, no one would know the difference.