I have confessed things in the past, and I decided it was time to once again lay it all out. This may offend, disgust, or bore you. As such, have my email address, a barf bag, and a pillow ready at turns.

1. I have illusions of grandeur. Especially when it comes to writing. Someday, I want to publish something. Simple as that.
2. I can’t decide for the life of me if I want children. Sometimes I hate them. Sometimes I love them. Cannot decide.
3. I have to fight not to wish my life away. “I can’t wait until tomorrow” or “I’ll be happy next week when I’m done” and suddenly tomorrow or next week is here and I have another reason to postpone truly living.
4. I am obsessed with food politics. Yeah, I said it.
5. I am a neat freak. If I don’t mop my floor at least once a week, I start to feel gross. And if I don’t have a clean counter? Oh man. Don’t make me go there.
6. I really do wish I looked like Scarlet Johansen.
7. I have been known to clip coupons. I AM A COUPON LADY. At 19. Oh lordy, what is my life coming to?
8. I assume that fat people will smell bad. (I AM SORRY OKAY? I told you I’d be honest and I am being honest!)
9. I don’t really like rodents or any such small caged animals. If it won’t remember me, show affection, and seek my company, why am I keeping it confined in my presence (and spending money on it..)?
10. I mentally consider my blog readers to be my friends. I hope that doesn’t make me too pathetic. (I mean, many of you are also my friends… but you get what I’m saying. I hope.)

That is my list for now! If you want to make my day, post a confession of you own! (and you do want to make my day, right?)