What's your dirty little secret?

Good morning everyone and by morning I mean I just finished my blog two hours ago, had one hour of sleep and now I look like a crack addict needing a fix. My eyes are blooshot and puffy, I'm shaky and I want nothing more than to sleep. Sadly, I am already sitting in my office, contemplating how I am going to fit in all the homework and menial tasks that I must do for my Stats test which is tomorrow. The stats class is really the bane of my existence and I cry sometimes thinking if I don't get an A in this math class I will no longer be allowed to attend college. I will not get the degree I have worked so hard to obtain because the university says my math skills aren't competent enough to give me an advertising degree. Sorry, I needed to vent that out.

Today's entry is simply about secrets, things you love, things you hate, your guilty pleasures. This entry was inspired by the Post Secret phenomenom and how successful this concept has become. The creator's daughter committed suicide and now he has started a type of anonymous therapy and his own suicide helpline. However, I like the funny ones, sometimes I go to his site and when I read about the issues people are having, I cry. I am thankful I don't have some of the internal struggles some people have. My heart really goes out to people. Check out the site: postsecret.com

Here are some samples:



I don't have time to list the many, many things I love, hate, and enjoy with guilt but here are some of the top items:

What do I love: the smell of the earth after a fresh rain, my friends, my hair, marilyn monroe, snow falling, my job, courtney love, rollercoasters, lightning storms, rottweilers, mullets, clouds that form into shapes of things, 500 lb. black women who have more confidence in their little toe than the majority of thinner girls and they rock sweet heels with pump fat, coffee, cigarettes, holding hands, plaid/flannel shirts,tattoos, alcohol, big trees with amazing shade, Borat, good hugs where people don't pat you on the back (a solid embrace), sunsets, manly men, spinning, mall chinese (perry's), my chest, scenic drives, drive in movies, swimming in lakes, big lap dogs, people watching, manicures, Forever 21, convertibles, family, smiles, soulful eyes, hippies, ice cream, McAlisters, Sex Talk with Sue Johannsen, very sexy perfume the girls and the mens version, classic rock and roll, tall men, Sex and the City, Dave Chappelle,


What do I hate: corn, overly PDA-couples that are too happy, Top Model Marathons on Vh1, annoying laughs, math, pretentious people, Boston Market, small dogs, haters, cake, fake people, acryilics, neediness, not being able to solve Seth's riddles that he pulls out of his ass, bad sex, cooking/baking, customer service over the phone, people who are into themselves to an extreme degree, heartless people, clumpy mascara,

What are my guilty pleasures: Cosmopolitan, spooning, rap music, eating peanut butter and fluff with a spoon (double-dipping of course), reality television (everything on Vh1, Bravo and MTV, I watch), smelling my feet, spooning, rainy days, chick flicks, staying in pajamas, hot cocoa





I want you to tell me your dirty little secrets. Your loves, your hates, guilty pleasures. You can leave the entries all anonymous or be brave and leave your name. Please try to shock me. I need a little something of interest to make me feel like this blog is having some impact and it is actually worth all the time that I have slaved over it.

A little music to inspire. . .