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28 June 2006
Confession Booth Things You're Ashamed of/Embarrassed About
I have no sense of US geography, other than the states on the East Coast near the water. And the big states, like CA and TX. Seriously. None.
I lied to get into the college I graduated from. I left one of the classes I was taking at the time off my list of current coursework because I was getting an F at the time.
I'm considering the purchase of an incredibly expensive toy that is completely-- obscenely-- unnecessary. I've been talking about buying one for over a decade, though, so. Hrm.
Seriously, shame may be my defining emotion. And I'm not talking about fucking geography, tps (ha). I have shame like Hugh was talking about shame. I don't know if it's a raised Catholic thing, even though I never bought into it and left early early early. I self-medicate my shame. I have shame about my lack of courage, even though my girlfriends call me the bravest and strongest of all. I'd like to declare June existential crisis month, because it's almost over. To the beach, hu?
I don't really feel shame. Embarrassment, yes. Foolishness, yes. Frustration with myself, yes.
I guess, though, in the spirit of the thread, I should say that I'm embarrassed the fact that I am missing one of my front teeth. It's a fake, it's on a retainer, and I pop it out before I go to sleep. But I hate it and I always wonder while kissing someone new if they're wondering "what in the fuck is that?" and it makes me embarrassed and sad and feel ugly.
Here goes...I'm embarassed that I once stopped seeing someone because he couldn't..um.."pleasure me" in a fulfilling way. I told him I wasn't ready for a monogamous relationship (having just gotten single again), and that's what he wanted.
But there was no way to be completely honest without hurting his feelings, and he kept trying to date me. I finally stopped taking his calls altogether. After a few mean conversations (mean on my part).
I really don't like being a bitch.
Hey Specklet,a guy I used to date had the same thing going with a few of his teeth, adn I personally thought it was one of the neatest things ever! Oddly attractive!
And I ashamed that I meant to just flick this little spider away, but I accidently squished him. I'm sorry little scuttler....
I am embarrassed that my moral compass is rather... elastic. I fake it. On the bright side, this means my reactions are more consistent, which I think is a good thing.
A favorite movie line: "With Major Lawrence, mercy is a passion. With me, it is merely good manners. You may judge which motive is the more reliable."
Wow, what is this, the fake teeth thread? Me too. Unfortunately I need more dental work than I can afford at the moment, and it's really depressing me.
I'm ashamed of the way I treated a friend this weekend.
my front four top teeth are mostly sanded down to little bits and have some bonding stuff on top of them. (born with no enamel, they were basically like pumice before I had it done. in high school. yeah, life was easy before that. ugh.).
As for mine...
um.
I've got a friend I've been attracted to since we met, about a year ago. Right now is the only time in the last year we've both been single.
We had a lot to drink on Friday.
*ahem*
And now I've been wondering for almost a week if it was just the booze.
And since he's not a friend I talk to a lot, just a friend I see at the club/shows/etc, I don't feel comfortable calling him.
I'm ashamed that I'm not contributing more, financially, in my marriage... That's really a big, big one for me, though my husband is a saint and never makes it an issue. I'm working on ideas to resolve that without becoming an English teacher on the hoof for little rich kids. Bleh. I'm too self indulgent and willful and impatient to do that, and that's kind of shameful.
I'm embarrassed that I've gained weight... But I'm dieting now, and it looks like I've lost three pounds since last week. Huh? Maybe it's just the heat.
Shame - I was getting harassed about a friend who was different (epilepsy) and I let the bastards wear me down and abandoned her. This was in junior high.
Embarrassed - Mum and I went to Hearst Castle in San Simeon quite a few years ago. One of the tours we wanted to do was sold out so we got ticket for two other tours. The tour bus stopped to let off people for the tour we really wanted and we got off too. What I didn't realize was they counted heads and they had two too many. Oops, back into the bus we went.
Today:
Ashamed and embarrassed I can't get my shit together enough to be able to work. The mister is fine with it and he makes enough for us both. However, I can't forgive myself for my weaknesses. He'd be better off without me.
I have a real hard time recognising people, and remembering their names. This used toe be just a little bad when I was younger but is much worse these days. It's painfully embarrasing going to any given getogether around here, where everyone is named Dorte, or Maria, or Martin, or Thomas - and I still can't keep them straight. When someone I've meet comes and says Hi - and I have no idea who they are - I fake it, but I think they're all on to me. Worst is when I hug and "Hiii, how are you" to someone I've never met before. Tres embarrasing.
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