Random Confession Time

Yikes, this turned out kinda angsty. Oh well.

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All the clothes I own are either too small or way, way too big.

I have a mortal fear of cameras, and the people wielding them.

The first things I look at when I meet a guy are eye color, hand size, and backside- in that order.

I tend to type in "blooger.com" instead "blogger.com". In fact I just did it about ten minutes ago.

When in a group of people, I have to continuously tell myself not to be a mindless follower. (not that it really helps any)

I have more friends overseas than in Japan.

My favorite color is now black, but when I first started saying so, I actually liked red best.

Same with my marshmallow preference: I started burning my marshmallows to get laughs, but now I only like it that way.

I say I Love You to my bird more than to anyone else. (call me mental but that's the way it is)

Cleaning is fun for me, when I actually make the effort to do it.

I feel the flirting stage is more fun than the actual relationship.

My attention span has shortened significantly over the past few months- so much so that I can no longer read a novel in one sitting.

I am even more afraid of phones than I am of cameras.

I've become so misanthropic I actually didn't want to install Yahoo messenger onto my new computer.

I sometimes wish I was artistically talented, rather than musically. (think about it; which is cooler, being a Photoshop whiz or playing the piano?)

If I went back in time to fix my mistakes, I would be a completely different person, and if I had the choice, I honestly don't know if I'd change anything.