Time to come clean
- Sophomore year of high school I cheated on all my Spanish tests by writing the words on my desk in pencil. I got an A. So, joke's on you morals.
- I have bad taste in music. Before all my music got erased (damn you ipod nano and your trickery) it contained almost all Top 40 stuff. The only albums that I had downloaded in their entirety were: Justified, Future Sex/Love Sounds, and Britney Spears - Greatest Hits. Occasionally I buy something that I know will give me a little cred, based on someone else’s recommendations of course; but then when it comes on, I skip it and go to whatever cheesy country song I am into that week.
- My favorite thing to do in this entire world is peel off post-sunburned skin. A crazy homeless man holding a knife could approach me and I would peel his skin if he would let me.
13 comments:
LOL, I love the confession blog. You cheated on every test? You're going to hell, and please don't peel anyones skin in front of me, I might pass out!
Milly
Aww, that's gross! I have to admit I like peeling my own sunburned skin, as I feel most people do, but a strangers!? And yes, cheating did pay of in HS.
You received the "peel skin DNA" from me. I was just peeling Tim's skin yesterday! He kept yelling at me to quit and I couldn't...it's my Heroin.
Justin Timberlake is not cheesy, he's a genius.
I got through AP English by cheating. So if you're going to hell from that, I'm right there holding your hand.
I have a peeling fetish too. I annoy the hell out of my family because of that. Well, and other things.
I think I cheated in all those horrible religion classes I was required to take at BYU.
I'm the frontrunner to hell.
K, weird- I was totally planning a confessions post in my head for the near future. Telepathy?
Lol to your confessions!
Nobody is going to hell Chris, I take it back!
Where were you with this information for the two weeks I spent post vacation peeling head to toe? I thought it was delightfully entertaining to peel my own skin, but got so VERY frustrated with how perfect I knew my back would be to peel, and the fact that I couldn't reach lots of it/would give myself arm cramps because I was trying to reach somewhere impossible for a ridiculous amount of time. Then I would ask Philip over and over if he would do it, and his response every time was a variation of, "No, you're gross."
Yuck to all you skin peelers, I can't peel my own or even my husbands, it makes him mad.
I also enjoy a good skin peeling.... it's rather addicting. Your mother and I spent hours peeling ourselves and each other (those unreachable back areas) in our teens.
And there is no hell, only karma. You'll come back in a future life as a special ed teacher.
LOL to Allison's hell comment.
I peel out the peely/ear-waxy skin in my boyfreind's ears with my tweezer.
i gross myself out.
Amiga,
Usted va al infierno por siempre!
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