That’s all well and good, Strainger, but I still refuse to believe that she’s old enough for those folks to give her permission to actually do it.
[sub]what is with me and my fuddy-duddy self today??[/sub]
Yick, I wish they hadn’t. I don’t see what anyone likes about her, and her shirtless self did nothing for me.
Searching For Truth, thanks for caring. My dad smokes too, has for years, and I grew up hating it passionately. But since I’m 20, I a)have self-destructive tendencies and b)am invincible, so for the moment I’m not worried about it. I think I mainly started just so I could quit. Know what I mean? Well, we’ll see.
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[li]I talk all the time about how much I hate Cap’n Crunch and Crunch Berries cereal, but I’m starting to like them both.[/li][li]I sit here thinking of things I could confess and consider each item, weighing it to be sure it’s risque enough to make an impact but not something that’s so personal that I wouldn’t actually want to share it. This makes me feel completely fake.[/li][li]I am tempted to make up some confessions just to get a reaction. But I won’t.[/li][li]I steal. I steal stuff at work, I have shoplifted, and I would shoplift more often if I wasn’t afraid of getting caught. Only from big chain-type stores, though.[/li][li]Oh, here’s a good one. I cheated on my girlfriend when I went away to college, then broke up with her to be with someone at school, then cheated on that girl when I came home on vacation.[/li][li]Don’t look at me like that. It was a messed up situation, and I regret what I did. Well, most of it.[/li][li]I’m jealous of the popular Dopers and wish I got more attention.[/li][li]Whenever I catch myself wishing I got more attention I call myself a ‘pussy’ and tell myself to get a life.[/li]I preview every post at least 2 or 3 times to ‘see how it looks.’
I’m apparently really stoic, but I get all weepy at sad movies and at some really difficult points.
I’m at one of those difficult points right now.
Sometimes a song on the radio will make me cry. This embarasses me, because I like to think I’m tough.
I fantasize about committing grand theft auto.
I haven’t told my mother yet that I’m going to go visit Gunslinger. I don’t intend to tell her until the day after I get back from the visit.
I smoke sometimes. I refuse to buy my own cigarettes, though, so I only smoke when I’m hanging out with a friend who’s willing to let me bum one.
I want to go to a rodeo.
I sleep with a teddy bear.
I don’t like wearing pants.
I want to learn how to shoot things. I mean with a gun. Arrows don’t make loud noises, so they’re no fun. I want to move on to high-powered rifles and shoot things and eat them.
I would never dream of lying to my friends, but somehow I don’t see it as wrong to lie to my parents.
I would never dream of stealing from someone’s house, but somehow I don’t see it as wrong to steal from Wal*Mart or a restaurant.
And congrats, beth!
Okay, a few more:
I’ve never cheated on any girlfriend before, but I’m working on it. Supergirlfriend, of course, is unaware of this. Actually, because of a lot of problems that Supergirlfriend is having, we’ve pretty much degenerated into just intimate friends.
I have this huge desire to get into an interracial relationship just to piss off my family.
I’m straight, but my family is very closed-minded, so I tend to do things that shock them and make them wonder about my sexuality (one night, my sister-in-law begged me to karaoke. So I did. “I Touch Myself.” While giving my brother a lapdance).
I listened to Linkin Park’s new album. I think I like it.
One I forgot to add: I can undo jeans without using my hands. Don’t ask how I discovered this talent.
How 'bout this? She was 17 back in 1999 when the movie was made, which would make her 19 now. So, she doesn’t have to get anyone’s permission to flash her boobies on screen now.
More confessions:[ul][li]I’m a packrat. My closet and garage are cluttered with thing I never use or play with.[/li][li]If a Poison song comes on the radio, there’s a good chance that it’s a song I like, so I’ll listen to it (as long as there’s no one else around).[/li][li]I’m familiar with a number of Skynyrd songs that most people have never heard of. I own three Skynyrd CDs, which, for me, is a lot of CDs to own by a single group.[/li][li]Congratulations, evilbeth.[/li][li]I crave attention, as long as I’m not embarrassing myself. This is part of the reason I enjoy doing karaoke so much.[/li][li]I’m very temperamental when it comes to assembling or fixing things.[/li]I cuss like a sailor when I drive.[/ul]
- I’ve never smoked pot, but I would in a millisecond if it were legal or if my employer didn’t randomly drug test.
- I’m very self conscious about my appearance.
- I think that the Rolling Stones only made one good song… Paint it Black.
- I think coffee tastes like crap, although I will drink it to wake up sometimes.
- I tell people I’ve slept with more women than I really have.
- I wear underwear for two days in a row sometimes, same with socks.
- I hate Bud Light and don’t understand how anyone can like it.
- I don’t know the difference between it’s and its, although I made a perfect score on the English portion of the ACT.
- I’m terrified that someday everyone around me will figure out that I’m not as smart as they think I am.
- I like cheesy 80’s pop music.
- I never heard a full Beatles album until three months ago. Now, I’m a huge fan.
- I am very liberal, but I still don’t believe in gun control laws.
- I pretend to like my father, but I secretly hate him.
- I’m an atheist and damn proud of it.
- When talking to religious people, I get a great deal of joy from pointing out their religion’s weak points (cause I know them all).
- I love the SDMB!
I turn 35 years old tomorrow and I’m PMSing. If I don’t get flowers someone’s going to regret it!
Ice Ice Baby is my favorite song of all time.
I was a virgin til age 26.
In My opinion, Ralph Nader is the best looking man on earth.
Ooh! Ooh! One more: I have this secret fantasy that I’ll get flamed in the Pit.
Ok… Here goes…(I’ve thought of more!)
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I am madly in love with 2 guys from the WWF. We’re talking to the point of obsession. But usually, I only admit this in posts that Hardygrrl has started.
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I secretly want to be Drew Barrymore. (For sicker reasons than you thought.) I think Tom Green is cute.
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I am hideously jealous of my sister, who announced her wedding today. She will be getting married in February. I am the last of 4 sisters and 1 brother who isn’t married now.
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I think I am addicted to Newcastle Brown Ale.
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I watched “American Beauty” just to see Kevin Spacey’s chest (and half naked body…). I would have his love-child if he asked me.::drool:: Kevin Spacey…
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I am having a sordid fling with a nationally known DJ, as stated before, but it’s one of those “What are you doing tonight?!?” kind of things.
(Which even my best friend doesn’t know… C’mon… I had to tell SOMEONE!) -
I have a secret desire to learn how to use Linux so well that my Linux guru buddy would be jealous.
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I am too newbie-ish to have a crush or flirt with some Dopers, but I know right now who I would flirt with, based on what they write.
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I secretly wish that more Dopers lived closer to me, so we could have a Dopefest here in Charleston.
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I am on my third Newcastle right now.
WOOHOO!
Okay, time for mine.
I can identify several boygroup songs from the late 90s off the first few notes. I can sing along with several of them.
And . . . gasp I wasn’t forced to listen.
::runs away in shame::
I have a very real fear of going outside. Recently it has gotten to the point that I get start shaking like a leaf if I have to go outside and face the world.
I smoke pot way to much, but don’t consider myself a pothead.
I like using Windows, Word and Frontpage and think that people who don’t like it are stupid, but I promise I am not a Microsoft whore.
I don’t see why Quake 3 is a great game. You just run around shooting people.
I haven’t played a real, table top Role Playing Game in over a year and a half, yet I have bought all the books for my three favorite (Vampire, Mage, and AD&D third edition).
I like watching wrestling because of hardcore matches and bra and panties matches.
I am not sober while writing this.
I drink entirely to much Dr. Pepper. Usually about a 12 pack a day.
I have cut myself with a razor before to see what it feels like. I did it while I was sober.
My wife and I have great sex, but we don’t talk nearly enough.
I like white rappers. Vanilla Ice, Kid Rock, Limp Bizkit and Eminem. I have seen all four at least once in concert.
My head itches really bad right now.
Why do I feel not loved when my email box doesn’t have anything worth reading in it. All I get is spam and forwared jokes.
I wish people would stop sending me forwared jokes, virus warnings, chain letters, and money making oppertunities.
My mother forwared me one of those “Make your penis bigger” ads because I told her that my wife and I were trying Viagra. That is very, very sad.
I use Viagra because I have erection problems, and no I don’t see blue.
Yes, I really do have a great sex life. Leave me alone.
I just relized that this is really long.
I love smoking. Yum. I love the way the smoke feels in my lungs. Love the taste of it. Oh, yeah.
I enjoy getting drunk. Often by myself.
I love shopping. Stuff is good. The more, the better.
I sometimes wish I could go live in a nice retirement community right now, at my age, with all of the old people, and go on bus trips with them, and play Chinese Checkers, and talk about World War Two.
I think recycling is useless.
I am obssessed with maintaining a size-6 figure.
I dislike sharing.
I can’t stand modern “art”.
I think the sun rises and sets on my father.
It seems to me that i spend too much time thinking about sex.
I am afraid of spiders.
I wet the bed until 13.
I like girl groups, but hate boy bands.
I am still learning how to drive.
I love listening to the 80’s station.
I hate to wear a bra.
I comb my hair so that my bangs cover my eye.
I do not write in a diary.
can’t stand to wear pajamas in summmer.
and i prefer the midnight shift to the day shift.
I am totaly new at posting messages, I have only been a passive reader, until I saw the CONFESSIONS…
I am a little scared and I do not know how it works… Forgive my mistakes.
To put everything into perspective : Female, 25, married, and French… (sorry DarkPrince!)
I hated Forrest Gump, I think it was dumb and useless
I have no idea what a Pagan is, or Euchre, I had to write it down to spell it right…
I think Frank Sinatra looks like a very mean person, and I am pretty sure I would hate to guy if I met him… well, isn’t it too late?.. Sorry
I smoke, and I am very ashamed to admit that I TOTALLY LOVE IT, and I do not even try quitting…
I am French, Protestant, married to an Irish-American Catholic… but I could not care less about religions.
I absolutly love Arnold Schwarzenegger (I even know how to spell his name) since I was 13 years old…
I am way too crazy over animals, any of them, I would rather pick up a spider and put it outside than smash it, same with anything else. I would stop and pick up a dog in my car if I see one that looks “alone” to me.
I never never cry watching movies, and not often in general, only if the animal/pet dies, then I get emotional, the hero…nope… too bad… My husband say I have a heart of stone… (no, I don’t!)
I hate football, and football players, I think they look ridiculous, specially when they decide to dance around like idiots because they did on the field what they were suppose to do anyway…
I get very mad, at the wheel, or when I talk about something I hate (like football!), I go way too crazy
I love driving, I love speeding, but I am terrified of cops and would break down if I get pulled over (well I did, and I did break down in tears), so I am barely ever going 10 miles above the speed limit, it drives me crazy I spend any trip the nose on the speedometer. (In France cops chase you only if you killed someone or robbed a bank, no when you drive too fast, you just receive a ticket in the mail! It freaks me out totally to see th eway they do it here, but works for me!)
I am getting way too much into this, I can’t stop…
Hmmm…
Without fail, I think about what it would be like to punch people I have just met. Out of the blue. Unexpectedly. POW!!
I think my parents are slowly sliding into white trashness. I feel powerless to stop it, and they don’t seem to mind.
I think my father is one of the funniest people I have ever met.
After 25 years, I finally now have a girlfriend.
And I can’t stop thinking about having sex with every OTHER woman on the planet.
Given the chance, I would do heinous, lewd, and depending on which state we’d be in, illegal, things to Britney Spears.
I take immense pride in being able to pick out grammar and spelling mistakes in other’s posts (and I’m pretty sure I made one in the above point.) (Oh, and Rasa, if perchance you stop back in, I always remember it’s and its like this: the apostrophe replaces a missing letter.)
Despite my previous assertion about Ms. Spears, I think Sandra Bullock is quite possibly the hottest being ever to grace this planet. Followed closely by Annabella Sciorra and Neve Campbell.
I haven’t been shopping in three weeks. Two nights ago, I spent all my grocery money on Legend of the 5 Rings cards.
I have read the first (and only) two books of Greg Costikyan’s Cups & Sorcery series. I desperately pray he’ll finish them someday. I plan to write him tonight, for the second time, and ask if he has any plans to finish them. (And I also know where JDeMobray got his username.)
<clears throat>
From the the age of 14-17, I had a problem with cocaine.
I’ve tried every drug there is at least once except crack. Yes, that includes heroin-just once though.
I’ve had affairs with four married men IRL and cyberflirted with a few more.
When I see Stinky Paws’ anme on the SDMB or in my mailbox, I grin like an idiot.
When I hear his voice, I melt.
Every time I make a wish-blowing out a candle,on a star,etc…I wish that we could be together ASAP.
I’d take him over Jeff Hardy any day.