The Confession Thread

Was ... take'n care of my girl friend, she told me stop all of a sudden ... confused I continued only to get a nice loud fart to the face

I don't think I have shared that with anyone yet...
 
I've always been told "When a girl says stop. You stop" - You didn't. It's karma.

Hahaha. I was "taking care of" a girl and she got carried away. She tried to suffocate me. I had to literally grab her hands off the back of my head and come up gasping for air. Her response was "keep going!" Insensitive woman. This relates directly to Martial Arts however. "Never take your eyes off your opponent whilst bowing."
 
OK, you want something better - I once stole £20 from a one-night-stand's purse so I could get a cab and be out of there before she woke up and wanted to go again.
When I was younger, I stole money from my mum's purse or my dad's wallet whenever I thought I could get away with it (which was quite often). I also used to nick cans of my dad's beer whenever there was enough that he wouldn't notice - this one kind of lasted until I moved out.
Last time I was in church (my cousin's wedding) I snuck my MP3 player in, hid the earphones under my hair and listened to a Rotting Christ album the whole way through.
There, I'm an awful person. Happy now?!
 
I'm sure I can't remember all the connfession-worthy things I've done/experienced but here are a few:

- When I was 5 years old at primary school, it was the end of the school day and I was almost finished a piece of work we were doing, and one of the mean girls on clean-up duty snatched my pencil out of my hand. I shouted in outrage. She shouted back. The teacher came over to us and shouted so furiously at us both wanting to know what was going on, that it put such absolute terror into me I thought I'd better not admit it was over something trivial and so I lied and said she pinched me. Of course, I got found out and got in so much trouble. The memory haunted my nightmares for ten years afterwards.

- One time when I was 7, my dad took me with him to the house of one of his friends who had some new rings or something and was showing them to everyone. I thought they were shiny and pretty so I took them. The guy called the police. I got in a lot of trouble again.

- Uh... well, when I was in Year 6 at primary school (aged 10/11), my (female) best friend and I... uh... how do I put this... "experimented".

- Also had a crush on my friend Jess (female) in Year 7 and 8.

- Never revised for any test in my entire life, not even the really important ones, GCSEs, AS Levels, A Levels. Always been one of those horribly snotty people who passes exams with flying colours and does absolutely no work. Similarly - won a Merit two years in a row at senior school when in fact I did no work throughout the whoel of those two years.

- Met my friend's new boyfriend about two months ago and for that entire day I fancied him. Got over it pretty quickly but I still feel horribly guilty.

- Used to be such a bright and spirited, sassy girl when I was 11-13 kind of age. Lost it all when I was 14 and now I'm afraid I can never get it back again and that I've become closed and jaded and generally a boring and uninteresting person. No matter how hard I try I can never seem to recapture that carefree spirit and sass, and complete comfort and confidence in my own frame and skin.

All I can think of at the moment.
 
I was a shameful student in University, the worst out of anyone I knew. And most disturbingly, it didn't bother me in the slightest.

For example, in one final year module, there were 18 lectures and 3 problem classes. I attended 1 lecture and 0 problem classes.
I still got something like 64% in the exam though.

For my final year project, I was supposed to meet my Supervisor once every week for 22 weeks. I met him once. And then never saw him again. I never phoned him. Never emailed him.
I still got 68% in the project though.

I do feel guilty about this.
 
Sorry Lily.

I am going to have to take the defence that I've met quite a few MAPers face-to-face and will quite possibly meet them again, so I'm not going overboard with the confessions!

One I will admit to is the time I woke up at my mate's house after an evening of vodka-based entertainment only to find someone's front gate and entire front fence in the yard. We'd clearly got wasted and tried to steal someone's gate (as you do when you're a stupid drunk teenager) but when it wouldn't come off the hinges, we just took their whole fence with us.
 
I grew up in Germany, over there you got Michaels and Michels.
Theres an old folklore about a boy called Michel from Loenneberga.
Basicaly he's the German equivilant to Dennis The Mennace, since my Gerbil was so friggin crazy I called him that.

edit:
LOL @ mooseys
 
TG - thanks for quoting my post again But I'm one of those people who never has regrets and it goes for this thread as well.

Sever - haha! I knew you'd have a few.

Moosey - Imagine going to work in the morning and finding your whole front fence gone. Did you burn the evidence in a bonfire?
 
Get a supporting membership and you can read all the ones that aren't fit for the main forum - and there are a few! (I wasn't always the lovely person I am today)
 
You should be carefull about what you utter, and what not.
Cause it can cause other pain. (Buddha said something like that BTW)
 
I don't drink alcohol, and I never have.

Weird enough as that is, I'm also Australian. I'm probably the only non-drinking Australian in, er, Australia.
 
Of course I'm from Ostrailialand, er, fairdinkum, shrimp on the barbie and Bob's your fathers brother.
 
I was at Ikea the other day, and I noticed a young boy going along opening all of the wardrobes/closets. I hid in one of the ones he was yet to open, and when he did open the door, I yelled "BOO!!" The kid screamed and ran off, knocking into a display shelf of wierd glass things, which fell over and smashed.

Phew, I feel better now I've got that off my chest!
 
lol. Thats classic.

I don't really have anything that i'd consider bad to confess to. I'm a top bloke.
 
That was fairly obvious at the MAP meet


I'm the opposite, I never made any such promise and I am a tee-totaller.
 
I've done this to my dad in Ikea

I've also got this habit of stealing the little free pencils.

The other day we gathered them all up to see how many we had.
 
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