I confess I would love to start college in the spring.
I confess that scares me.
I confess I'm scared of what my friends will think of me if I tell them I want to start college in January.
I confess I think they'll think I'm ruining my life, and I'm a weirdo.
I confess I'm terrified of college.
I confess I wish I could finish all my books this weekend.
I confess I wish I had new jeans.
I confess I feel like I'm once again drifting from my friends.
I confess my mom is grrrring me.
I confess I've barely been sleeping and have been contemplating the thought of going to the doctors for sleeping pills.
I confess I painted my nails last night and I'm not sure if I like them.
I confess my mom is thinking about canceling our Sept 08 trip, and going on vacation somewhere else.
I confess I secretly wish I worked for the CIA or something.
I confess I feel confined in my career choices because of where I live. Most of the things I want to be I would have to move, but I can't bare the thought of leaving my family.
I confess I hate Arkansas.
I confess I don't like how I look, and I think everyone judges me.
I confess I'm going to go make some brownies. Brb.