My name's Arlene... and I'm not an alcoholic.
(Phew, so glad I got that off my chest!)
Well, my confession's pretty heavy. Brace yourselves. I am a kindergarten teacher and every now and then I join the children in a game of soccer. The only thing is, the kind of soccer I play involves me hogging the ball, taking the game a bit too seriously against 4-5 year olds, and scoring all the goals with blood thirsty enthusiasm while all the children walk away complaining that they never got the ball and I ruined their game.
I haven't learnt my lesson. I still feel really good about beating a group of children half my height.
THERE. I'M A MONSTER!
-I've devoted an ungodly amount of time thinking about punching someone in the back of the head.
-I routinely go over my moms house and steal her ice cream bars and i don't feel bad about it.
-Sometimes when my sister asks me how her outfit looks i'll tell her it looks great then i do this when she's not looking.
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-My brother has this fan he can't sleep without and the only way it works is with the remote control. He made me really mad so i took the remote to his fan and hid it. I hid it so well i can't even find it. Then i watched him tear apart the house looking for it.
Ok, i feel a little bad about that one.
-A bird crapped in my hair and i said really really horrible words.
My name's Arlene... and I'm not an alcoholic.
(Phew, so glad I got that off my chest!)
Well, my confession's pretty heavy. Brace yourselves. I am a kindergarten teacher and every now and then I join the children in a game of soccer. The only thing is, the kind of soccer I play involves me hogging the ball, taking the game a bit too seriously against 4-5 year olds, and scoring all the goals with blood thirsty enthusiasm while all the children walk away complaining that they never got the ball and I ruined their game.
I haven't learnt my lesson. I still feel really good about beating a group of children half my height.
THERE. I'M A MONSTER!
-I've devoted an ungodly amount of time thinking about punching someone in the back of the head.
-I routinely go over my moms house and steal her ice cream bars and i don't feel bad about it.
-Sometimes when my sister asks me how her outfit looks i'll tell her it looks great then i do this when she's not looking.
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-My brother has this fan he can't sleep without and the only way it works is with the remote control. He made me really mad so i took the remote to his fan and hid it. I hid it so well i can't even find it. Then i watched him tear apart the house looking for it.
Ok, i feel a little bad about that one.
-A bird crapped in my hair and i said really really horrible words.
I actually feel your brother's pain because I can't sleep without a fan either. It would be like trying to sleep in a blanket on a warm day.![]()
Some nights I can't sleep, sometimes it goes on for weeks on end. I sleep maybe 2-4 hours a night. I buy sleeping pills all the time - different kinds to try and use - but I can never actually take them. 2 people I knew committed suicide by OD-ing on sleeping pills, and it's just too much for me to swallow them down.
I confess to being slightly miffed when an animal's new owner doesn't keep the name I gave it. Right now, there's a bunny that I've named Anthony Hopkins. And if his new owners rename him, I am going to be miffed.
I confess to being slightly miffed when an animal's new owner doesn't keep the name I gave it. Right now, there's a bunny that I've named Anthony Hopkins. And if his new owners rename him, I am going to be miffed.
Eeeeeeeeeeeewwwww!!!! You eat fava beans?!A census taker tried to change my name once. I ate his liver with fava beans and a nice chianti.
Haha, thanks!Why on earth would anyone wanna change that name??? It rocks!
I don't even know how I found this page. My husband past away 2 years ago. I have been a Christian for 35 years and had a incredible conversion. Now I'm so blow away by my husbands death that I just smoked a joint, drank too much wine and have no desire to live. I don't need to be hit over the head with the Word of God. I beat myself enough as it is.