Hmmm. Not a whole lot. That already makes me think I should come up with another blog post...
OK, how about things I did as an elementary school child that clearly led me down a dark road? Ooooooohhhh! So much better all ready.
So, I know this is going to make me sound like a shady, small child but my past is checkered with many lies and bad choices. Such as...one day I some how talked the babysitter into thinking that my mom was home and I was alone for most of the day. I believe I ate a block of cheddar cheese and busted open a bean bag chair. Then there was that time I bite some dumb girls thumb because she wouldn't give me the block I wanted. I don't mess around. I used to hide Little People toys in areas of the play room so I could be the first to "find" them when we played the next day. How did I even have friends?? I ALWAYS wanted to be the model and NOT the Photographer when we played "Fashion" (yes, it is a kickass, made up game!). I would plan my afternoon out while sitting in church as a kid instead of listening. I shouted the loudest "I'M HER!!!" when people we liked came on TV, infact, I am pretty sure I dominated the whole TV situation. I think we watched Brady Bunch, Thundercats, He-Man and SuperFriends every day. I know for sure I watched every single movie I wasn't allowed to watch as a child, at a friends house. And TV shows. I definatly "pretended" to be asleep every Sunday night but would sit next to the stereo in my room and finish listening to the weekly Top 40 Countdown with Shadow Stevens. I HAD to make sure Bon Jovi made it to #1 dammit!!!
I went through a phase of riding my bike past a cute boys house like 3843 times a day. He would be out playing basketball and I would get off my bike and "check the chain and gears" to make sure there wasn't any trouble...right next to his driveway. Classy and yet very brilliant at the same time. I also may have whited out a few grades in 2nd grade and made them a little better. Scandalous, I know! Too bad I gave it back to the teacher, thinking she wouldn't look at it. This little doozy I carried with me through high school. Not changing grades....but as far as my parents knew, report cards pretty much only came out 2 to 3 times a year. I handled all Progress Reports. One time in high school I made the Honor Roll and couldn't even tell them because I couldn't risk the report card system I had going on. We can roll that right in with the "smoking cigs" when I let my dog out confession. Gah, I hope I never have kids!
Confession ROCKS!!!
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