We’ve done it before and I think we should do it again.
It’s time for confessions! Origen said, Confession is the vomit of the soul. So it’s about time we purge.
I’ll go first. Please don’t leave me hanging, friends.
- One time I hit a parked car and left the scene. [I was seventeen.]
- I cheated in my French class sophomore year of high school during my midterm. [I still have trouble sleeping over that one.]
- I ripped the pay phone off the wall of Stauffer Hall at Whitter College and never told anyone. [I’m telling you.]
- I threatened my sister’s life after she hacked a loogie and it landed on my forehead. [It was disgusting. You would’ve too.]
- I tried being bulimic multiple times. [I just couldn’t do it.]
- I Googled my ex-boyfriend a year ago just to see what he was up to. [It was pathetic. I know.]
- I stole Jasmine’s Isabella Fiore purse over a month ago. [She doesn’t even know it’s gone.]
Now it’s your turn. Keep it real…
Note: As always, you can comment in anonymity. But don’t be chicken! I ain’t gonna throw stones. I’ll leave that to the Pharisees 🙂
It was me! It really was a total accident!! I hit the fire alarm at school in the 8th grade! I never fessed up…
After I found out (on Facebook) that the guy I was in love with got suddenly engaged to his best friend without telling me he was dating her, I stalked the internet and found her registry on Macy’s. Then I giggled. She’s getting a douchebag husband and the ugliest kitchenware I’ve ever seen.
My friend and I (she was driving) backed into a parked car. And drove away. They found us and we feigned innocence. {dumb h.s. girls).
I once hit a pedestrian with my car. {I was barely moving and he was fine… but still, don’t walk in front of my car.)
I once backed my car into my husband’s car on the driveway. {Are you seeing a theme)?
And my most recent car incident… I had to make a FAST move to get onto a tricky section of Freeway. So the husband tells me to FLOOR IT. I did. The accelerator stuck to the floor of the car. And I was freaking out. Husband blamed me for doing “something wrong.” Turns out a year later I was VINDICATED by Toyota when the admitted it was them and not me!! HOLLA!! 😛
Here is my most recent: I have my workout video playing on the tv meanwhile I’m here reading your blog and leaving a commented… working the fat off of my fingers I guess. LOL
My sister was backing out of a tight parking space and hit a Porsche, I was the one that yelled “RUN! Let’s get out of here!” high school days.
I love watching Hispanic Novelas. I’ll defend them to death! lol I even wanted to be a Novela actress.
-i’m scared to fall in love.
-i preach the mind of Christ to so many girls, yet today i’m filled with thoughts contrary to His Word.
-when life spins out of control my default is food.
-i stole the tomato soup, Roommate, and let you think it was that girl you don’t like.
-there are days when i’m filled with more doubt than faith.
-it was MY hair she found in the shower
I have multiple times ran into parked cars. The one day had the government call to ask me a survey which asked my religion and whether or not I’ve left the sceen of an accident. (I’m not convinced that it wasn’t God –to put it more plainly with all those double negatives –it totally could’ve been God…)
When I was in high school I frequently took my parents cars (ironically this was also the same summer that I dated the local drug dealer and got grounded all summer). During this summer I jumped my brother’s truck and almost ran out of gas (my neighbour farmer gave me enough to get home) which is funny because my parents own a fuel company.
oh..but that was high school..
I’m sure there’s lots now but I should PROBABLY go back to work.
Bwahahahahahahahahaha! I’m seriously laughing so hard right now.
These are great!!!
@Sharon: Are you SURE it was an accident? I’d like more details 😉
@Kayla: You make me feel like I’m normal. Or maybe we’re really messed up 😉
@Michelle: We are the biggest wrecks evah! Between your hitting cars and my speeding record, we’re like an 95 year-old man. Hahahaha!
@Raquel: I’m not going to say ANYTHING about your novellas! I still remember Un Carusel that I used to watch with my Boricua grandma! Do yo’ thang!
@S.: I feel you on so many levels! I feel you.
@Krystle: I can’t believe it!!!!! That is hilarious. A drug dealer?!?!?
I tried to escape the cops from a speeding ticket and ended up on a cul de sac and got BUSTED. With three of my sisters in the back seat.
I’ve smoked three cigarettes. I was in eigth grade.
I get cranky too easily. I often want to hit people who slurp or make noises with their mouth. Or who have a strong cologne smell. Especially when they work in the same office space as me. I can feel the tension in my shoulders.
I pretend I’m busy. A lot. Then I get REALLY (honestly) busy and I hate it!
I like to make things interesting. So in other words, I exaggerate, dramatize, and embellish. A lot.
I guess that means I’m just a liar.
When I was 7 or 8 I went to my grandparent’s Lutheran church with them. I was sitting in the pew holding a hymnal while people were singing when I sneezed and covered both pages of the book in snot.
So I did what any kid would do.
I closed the book and put it back in the pew.
I love these confessions!
Ok here are mine…hopefully they are not too serious and you all don’t think I am messed up…
I tried to be bulemic too…and it didn’t work for me either…so I did turn to drugs instead…that was a bad time and a long time ago…
I still get hurt over past hurts…
I talk a lot about God but find myself having the same stupid issues over and over…
When I was little, I stole 20 pesos from my cousin and he told me the devil was gonna come get me in my sleep…it was the one and only time I slept with my grandma’s sister and was up all night in fear…:(
I read the celebrity gossip column on Yahoo…
the list goes on and on…
***i used to watch novelas too, they r addicting…
My aunt was a sunday school teacher @ a catholic school. I would go help her with the kids and while I was there I would help myself to all the stickers in the teachers desk and any other goodies I could find. I was maybe 10. No one knows!!
I ordered some eye glasses and paid 1/2 as the deposit, then when I went to pick them up, they just gave them to me and said ‘Thank You’. I never told them I still owed a balance. 🙁
This guy I was dating drove this big Chevy truck and we were going to the mall. He was pulling in a parking spot but hit and lifted the car next to me. I yelled “stop!”. He was so shaken up, he drove away. =( I was sick!
I was parallel parking and may have lightly scratched the car in front of me (who live in the apt. above me), but I couldn’t be sure it was me, although I was feeling extremely guilty. The car has several dents, the one that could have been mine would have been a scratch, not a dent.
When I was in elementary school like 2nd/3rd grade maybe, I had one of those “School Days” books and I was faithful to care for it and fill it all out every year, paste a new school picture, etc. My oldest brother who LOVES to write got a hold of my book one day and wrote my name on the cover without my permission. I picked it up, knew his printing and went to confront him. After he confessed, I stabbed him in the knee with a pencil. He was like 12 or 13 yrs old. He could have kicked my butt, but he didn’t. I made him cry. It still kills me to this day. 🙁
I’ve stalked my ex-boyfriend’s email & voicemail
I overdramatize things
I procastinate
When I was 16 I snuck into a dance club using an older girl’s liscense. (I still feel dirty just thinking about being in that club in SAN BERNARDINO).
When I was 17, I ended up kissing a guy who had a girlfriend. Ironically, his girlfriend was the girl who’s drivers license I borrowed to get into that club a year earlier. (LAME I know… am I really confessing this out loud?)
I don’t have caller ID on my house phone, so I never answer my phone. BUT the real reason for not answering my home phone *might* be b/c my inlaws are the only ones that call it. (yes I’m a horrible human being).
I’m a personal trainer, and I may or may not (ok, I may) make a clients initial measurements a little bigger, (I’m talking cm’s here) so they FOR SURE have results when I measure them a month later… (this sounds so much worse when writing it)
I got a tattoo with a bunch of friends our first semester at college… after my dad’s words to me were, “I know you’re gonna do a lot of things in college, but PLEASE don’t get a tattoo.” But, I was 18 and apparently knew everything…
I was flirting… I talk a lot with my hands! What can I say! In making my point, I accidentally hit the alarm! The fire chief came and gave a BIG speech at an assembly… I felt so guilty! It was the third false alarm that week!
I’m also a novelera! lol They are so lame, but so good at the same time!
Okay, so back in high school I was banned from Thrifty’s (now Rite-Aid) :\
Within a few months of getting my driver’s license I backed into a parked delivery truck, dented the side of it and the trunk of my car and blamed it on the delivery driver so my parents wouldn’t get on my case 😐
Not proud of either! lol
OK this one is really bad. i brought an 1/8 of marijuana one time to a church winter retreat. oh goodness i was such a rebel as a teenager.
I threw a Jolly Rancher at my biology teacher in high school and it landed in her hair, no one ever told her. I hope she isn’t walking around with a bald spot.
I once told my sister to stick her finger in the car lighter only I had pushed it down so the smell of burnt flesh and her cries made my mom turn and side swipe me.
I once time stole a pair of Hand Cuff earrings for a friend because her dad was a homicide detective.
My friend and I once did confession to the priest parking block because we went to late and he was gone and we would have gotten in trouble if we didn’t go.. No wonder the whole catholic thing didn’t work out for me.
I also tried to make myself throw up to lose weight but the BAD acid reflex stop that weight loss trick in a hot minute.
I also set up a sting operation with a friend to steal our high school final out of our teachers brief case.
Oh man I sound horrible.. thank God I am a new creation and forgiven.
-Monica
let’s see.. i, uh, stole money from my mom’s cash box…
hit my little brother in the mouth cuz he saw me doing something bad, and he threatened to tell so i hit him, now his tooth is dead..
uh…
wow there are a lot of things i’m not proud of..
um…
i backed into a car while i was out of town and driving someone else’s car who then yelled at me to take off.. and we ran or drove.. but someone from the scene chased us and we lost them and we ended up going back to the scene anyway where the person who’s car it was got out and handled everything.. it was awesome and scary and gross all at the same time… no one knows about that…
um…
i ran up my friends phone bill calling internationally to some really weird party line i saw in a rolling stone magazine…
uh.. yea…
i am a bad person.. lol…
what else…
there’s alot more.. but i’ll let someone else go now..
umm.. where to start
I have backed into a parked car and left the scene and then drove to the nearest pepboys to buy paint to cover the scratches on my bumper.
Drove my brothers car without a license
would stand outside a mall with friends asking for money, saying that i ran out of gas when I had a full tank.. oh so many more things to tell but wont haha
I’m a safe driver but I have sex with my boyfriend…even after I just said we shouldn’t because it dishonors the Lord. And I really love the Lord but I also really like my boyfriend and we can’t seem to keep our body parts off each other. (uhhh, at least I’m an adult and we have our own houses?) yeah, no…sex outside of marriage is still bad even when you are a grown, grown-up.
Help Bianca! Pray for me.
Love this post but no, I have nothing to confess, I’m perfect… umm, well, I guess I should confess that I’m a liar! Also:
In elementary school, I said a curse word and a boy told on me. I cried and got out of standing at the fence for the rest of recess (I could have strangled that boy, he was such the potty-mouth himself).
I once ditched lunch-period in high school (we had a closed campus) with my friend and when we got caught (with a soft drink in hand, might I add) we said that we were in our Math class or something like that.
When I was like 7 or 8 yrs old, we (bro, sis, I’m throwin’ you under the bus too!)lied to our Sunday School teacher about the amount of scripture we read because we wanted the reward: ice cream (you would have too!).
Many times after ordering takeout, I start eating the french fries from the bag then when we pass out the food, I get the full bag of fries (umm… but I don’t do this anymore. For reals!).
I kissed a boy who had a girlfriend… twice. In my defense, I had no idea both times (I was so naive, gullible, straight stupid in high school)!
So, that’s all for now since I’m drawing a blank now (or could it be selective memory?). Whatever, I feel better. 🙂
let’s see…i got caught by the cops making out with a guy in the back of his car…and was also attempting to put some clothing back on. not my finest moment.
i stole thread from my mom’s needlepoint to make friendship bracelets and lied when she asked me about it (which she still doesn’t know).
i would prank call this girl from my class in elementary school and say mean things to her – to this day i feel guilty about it and would like to apologize.
i’m sure there are more, but that’s enough for now. (and why does it feel so good to get those things off your chest?)
i pick my nose regularly.
and. the fact that i’m admitting that doesn’t make me gross, it just makes me more DOWN TO EARTH AND APPROACHABLE. okay? okay. 😉
I remember you at 17 and I can’t believe you hit a car and left?! Of course if I started confessing everything I don’t think you would be my friend anymore 🙂
Oh man… I cant even bring myself to say the most embarrassing one… not on the internet!
But I will say this… I peed my pants on more than one occasion. In high school. From laughing so hard.
Okay here it goes when I was 17 my mom used to come home and go to bed super early. One friday I borrowed her car without asking while she was asleep. Went and picked up all my friends and went to a party. While in the party someone broke in and took her stereo. The Next Morning I acted like I woke up early and looked out the window and said “Mom your car window is broken outside” She ran outside and said oh no! someone broke into my car and took my stereo. I felt so bad….
jamie, EVERYONE picks their nose! The ones that say that they don’t are lying.
Bianca, Straight out drug dealer. He later went on to have to have brain surgery because he was high and racing four wheelers and smashed his head on a guard rail. He also went to jail for raping a girl. Most people laugh at this because I’m totttttttally not that girl now.
What a great point to be made from all this: We are all in need of grace.
I have two tattoos even though my parents and family only know about one of them (the more visible of the two)
I bit my sister on the thumb when we were little cause she wouldn’t give me the red pencil she still has the scar
I was the victim of domestic violence and never told my family cause i was too ashamed as it was a non christian boyfriend who did it.
I question my faith even as i teach my youth group kids every week (but questioning’s okay right??)
I never learned how to reference things properly at uni so i have stolen other peoples thoughts and intellectual property without acknowledging it(hey i did a really hard science based degree don’t hate)
I sometimes am so consumed by envy that when i see my sisters for a few seconds before we start talking i hate their very existance (but i then repent and try not too… i promise!)
I’m not brave enough to post who my identity as my family also read ur blog
I threw a hair brush at my sisters face when she came in the room and woke me up. I also left her a scar on her back from yanking a sleeping bag from her arms- her arm got caught to the zipper. I also put a q-tip deep in her ear once. I apologized to her for all these things but I still remember how mean I can be 🙁
Whenever my mother in law likes something of mine and wants the same one, I always tell her that they are out because I had it first. It is MINE! Find your own stuff.
The first time I smoked I was only 10 years old. I don’t now.
I peed my pants when I was 19 years old and on a date. Thank God for a coat!!
Stole my sister’s pot once and tried to smoke it in the woods. It didn’t work. Never touch anything else again.
I really can’t stand being around my Pastor. He can preach it but his social skills suck.
I LOVE him but I think that my husband is one of the most judgmental people I have ever met.
Total nose picker!
I’ve hit my parent’s car and made a dent and still haven’t told them to the day. (they think they did it this one time camping)
I could never be bulimic, so I turned to drugs… long while ago.
I used to stick cigarettes in my mouth when I was a kid and try to smoke them but didn’t know how.
Me and my friend stole cigarettes from her uncles car because we were convinced that would make him quit.
I’ve cheated on many tests…
I was addicted to THE ultimate sin… and NO ONE KNOWS, besides my man Jesus.
I LOVE food… sometimes too much.
I don’t like a lot of people.
I once stepped on a packet of taco sauce and it squirted ALL over this girl’s white shirt, and I ran away and didn’t even tell her.
I broke a raft in my friends pool, but was super embarrassed I totally lied and said it was just sun damaged. I’ve wanted to secretly buy a new one and have it shipped to her parents house now, but I think they would figure me out…
When I was young, I wanted attention. I used to drop a weight on to my knee, foot or hand and try to hurt myself. I played sports so I knew I could cover it up. I was always in the hospital or urgent care for injuries, but most weren’t even real. I finally said it was stupid to have self inflicted pain.
I am envious of the girls who got the job I applied for, the pay I looked forward too, the light work, even though I know the position I got is for a reason, and only God knows. (it’s a very humbling position!) eeek.
and
I love Jesus! but I hope all know that already!
ok, so now i am scared to park my car anywhere but in my own garage . . .
my confession? sometimes i am mean. snarky thoughts just pop into my mind. fortunately i can usually keep them from popping out of my mouth, but still . . .
and when i was in elementary school, i used to sneak back into my house from the babysitter’s house next door after my parents had left for work, and change into clothes my mom wouldn’t let me wear to school. which worked great for a while, until the day the photographer showed up to take “make-up” pictures. and guess who had to have her picture taken? yep. i buttoned my white cardigan sweater up to the chin and turned out looking like a ghost! and when my mom said, “why didn’t you take off your sweater for the picture?” i said, “i guess i was cold . . . “
Wow, some of these are flat out HILARIOUS. I love them!!! You guys are so awesome.
For those that have serious confessions, believe you me, I’M PRAYING FOR YOU. For the anonymous commentor who is sleeping with her boyfriend, here’s some food for thought:
You’re anonymous here because it’s embarrassing. But now you are in bondage to your anonymity. It’s your dirty, little secret and the enemy has control of you.
Once you confess that to someone who will love you in spite of your sin, but knock some sense into you, you will begin to partner with someone in purity. But continuing to willfully sin is not helping your spiritual or psychological life. Please but out a James 5:6 and confess your sins to someone who can keep you accountable.
Praying through Post-Its,
B
So, I was trying to think of some confessions when all of the sudden I got the Usher song “Confessions” stuck in my head! lol
For me (serious one): I stay angry at my brother more than I should… lots of potential there going to waste.
Here’s the embarrassing one… I used to pee in the pool when I was a kid! :O
In High School, I told my parents I was going to spend the night at my girlfriend’s house, but in reality, I spent the night on the streets of Pasadena to watch the Rose Parade. It was by far the most miserable night ever! Cars rolling down the street until 4AM, super cold, freaked out from all the crazys…never again! Plus, by the time the parade started, we all fell asleep. Boo!
I believe in Jesus Christ, but I haven’t told my mother. It would hurt her more than anything that I’m rejecting the religion she brought me up with. She’s done everything for me, and I couldn’t hurt her that way. So, Jesus is my secret.
I got a speed ticket and never told my parents. Still don’t know if they know somehow through their insurance company. I was anorexic for almost a year. Didn’t even realize it when it was happening.
In elementary school I kicked a boy in the crotch for purposely standing in my way in front of the swings. In my defense, I didn’t know it would be so painful…
I pretend not to see the puppy poo when he has accidents in the house so the next person to see it has to clean it up.
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