Confessions

A couple days ago, my sister reminded me of this one time. This one time. Okay, I cannot believe I'm going to admit this on the world wide web…this one time I hacked a loogey and it landed on her forehead. I STILL can't write that last sentence without falling into a fit of laughter. Who does that?! I was 13 years old, but STILL.

Since I'm feeling in the mood to be uber revealing, here are few of my not-so-proudest moments…
*After being taunted for being overweight when I was 10, I pushed a boy so hard he fell and broke his collarbone. At church.
*I cheated on a Spanish test in high school. To conjunct the verb Ir, To Go. Til this day, I have dreams of Mr. Sabella catching me and sending me to the principal's office. Since then, I vowed never to cheat again or I'd Ir myself to the principal's office!
*When I was 16, I encouraged my friend to get into a night race with another random car. Then we totaled her car.
*I slapped my sister on the face while in Italy because we missed our train. (A total low-point in my life…but, really…could she not have RUN?!)
*One night I made JD stay out past our curfew (we dated in high school), and then asked if he could walk me inside and apologize to my dad.
*When I was 15, I got my ears pierced again, against my parents wishes. When they asked if I deceived them, I lied and said no. But the second HOLE IN MY EAR said otherwise.
*While shopping for WPPI, I continually bought new items and stuffed them into old bags so JD wouldn't notice. Tacky, I know.

Speaking of WPPI, here's me and JD doing some damage in the Smilebooth. I met Jesse and Whitney of Smilebooth fame, and, really, they couldn't be any nicer. I kinda just wanted to reach out and squeeze them. When they offered us a chance to make some magic in their booth, I knew right there I'd have to devise a plan to stick them in my pockets and take them home with me. Just sayin…

And if you're in the mood for confessions, the comment box is now open… 😉