Confessions...

I am too easily frustrated with other people.

I only think clearly at night.

I drive too fast.

I have a hopeless crush on someone.

I’m going to try to ignore the hopeless part and try anyways.

I wish there was a less juvenile term for “crush.”

I used to think blogging was a stupid idea.

I’m completely oblivious in a lot of situations.

I hate it when people keep things from me.

I hate kids.

I feel like all my vices are becoming passé.

I still like my vices.

I’ll often openly dislike something only to end up liking it.

I take things for granted.

I constantly struggle between hubris and humility.

I have a hard time differentiating between humility and self-deprecation.

I’ve given up on being angry.

I’m still an inherently fiery person.

I try to be Christian, but I’m a terrible person.

I have a poor self-image.

I try to be funny because it makes other people happy.

I constantly fall victim to the fallacy of misplaced concreteness.

I stay up too late.

I do things even though I know they’re bad ideas.

I don’t know whether I try too hard or not hard enough.

I rely on other people too often.

I dislike proud people.

I still have too many inhibitions.