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Rules: Post three (3) confessions in your blog or journal. They can be as personal as you want them to be, so use your discretion. Write about your habits or idiosyncrasies, or something you did as a child… Anything at all. Most importantly, however, they must be something you’ve never written about in your blog or journal before. Once finished, tag/invite three different readers to do the quiz on their blog or journal.
Susan tagged me in a "confessions" post. I have been taking my sweet time in responding because I honestly can't think of many things that would qualify as a confession or something that most of you don't know about me. I used to keep most of my feelings/deep thoughts/stories to myself but nowadays I think I am pretty open about things. So, what memories or thoughts can I unearth from the storage of my mind that would be interesting to anyone besides me? Here's my attempt:1) I really like to read and it started at an early age. I can remember several nights when I literally read into the night with a flashlight under the cover of my bedspread. In elementary school I really liked reading books in the Baby-Sitter's Club series and I even proposed the idea to some of my friends that we start our own club. How embarrassing. I even wrote a letter to the author of the books informing her of an error in several of the books (there is a character named Mary Anne and sometimes the Anne was mistakenly spelled as Ann). I know, that is even more embarrassing and it shows just how nerdy I actually am.
2) I once had big crushes on Jonathan Taylor Thomas (JTT), John Travolta, some guy named Blaine from the Mickey Mouse Club, Gilbert Blythe (not so much the actor as the actual character), and the Backstreet Boys. I was going to post pictures of these guys but after Googling a picture of JTT I decided that I will already be made fun of enough for just telling you about these crushes and that posting their pictures would only make it worse.
3) I absolutely HATE the sound of cardboard rubbing against cardboard. It is one of the top 3 sounds that make me cringe. I don't even know what the other 2 are I just know that the cardboard one is definitely up there and I'll leave a bit of buffer room in case I come across something even worse. So please, if you love me at all, try to remember not to build a box around me or ask me to do the folding thing where the 4 top flaps fold/fan into each other. I will gladly do anything else for you but please, please don't ask me to do that.
Instead of tagging more people, I invite all of you to leave a comment with your own little "confession" or to post one on your own blog.
4 comments:
I knew about the JTT and BSB and cute Gilbert. I knew you liked to read and did it often. I knew you were reading late probably more than you thought I knew. But I did not realize the thing about the cardboard. Interesting! The things a Mother doesn't know. Mom
Hahaha! Annie, I promise I will try not to build a box in your presence. I'll write a little known thing about myself here, that I remembered when I was reading Susan's post about her crayons. The colors in my crayon box all had personalities. Red was married to orange and yellow loved red and was super jealous of orange and he tried to switch places all the time so he could be next to red. It stirred things up a little when red-orange came into the picture, who was of course the love child of red and yellow...red, you've got some 'splainin to do.
"I will gladly do anything else for you but please, please don't ask me to do that."
Maybe that's the one thing that Meatloaf won't do for love.
Your Baby Sitters Club confession is straight up hilarious. It makes you and me the perfect couple because I wanted to have my own Baby Sitters Club too when I was a kid!
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