I confess that I can't put on nail polish to save my life, and am going to have to ask my mom for help. ._.
I confess that I'm worried this sugar habit is turning into a sugar addiction...
I confess that at 2 o'clock last night I was trying to fall asleep and couldn't because I felt horrible and guilty after realizing that just because I didn't want to watch the stupid TV shows and then movies they wanted to watch, I holed up behind the computer and ignored everyone and didn't even notice that I was missing the one night a week my mom got home early, and my sister had been baking and making us nice little drinks and being awesome and I just stayed off by myself. It was such a jerky thing to do, and I didn't realize I was doing it until way too late. No one else even seems to have noticed, but I feel terrible.
I confess that last year there was a guy in my orchestra who looked *exactly* like a younger version of this TV character I've got a crush on and I wanted to talk to him, but I couldn't quite tell his age. He could've been anywhere between twelve and sixteen, but if he'd been like twelve that might have have been awkward. And creepy. o0
I confess that I want to make and submit a few Fandom Secrets but am too darn scatterbrained to get any done in time for the submission post.
I confess that the computer lag is KILLING me. Argh.
I confess that every time I name a Pokemon shipping, and it's some weird, in-jokey name, I hope that sometime down the road there'll be an episode that has those very same characters involved in a romantic subplot and people will jump all over the ship and, of course, wonder about the strange name. Then I can laugh to myself at my name being used all over the place, in most cases without any knowledge of its origin, and always spreading my hi-larious subversion all over the place. (Sadly this hasn't happened yet.)
Nick Jonas
