I used to date this really sweet guy, a guy that would hold my hand wherever we went, would open doors for me, would buy me flowers, take time out of his day to have lunch with me, etc. A true gentleman... Or so I thought. Turns out, I wasn't his only girlfriend at the time. He had a girlfriend that had moved to another state and had found out about me. I was shocked when she approached me about it and didn't know what to say. I asked him about it and he flipped a switch. Babe turned into fat bitch, honey into whore, sweetly into slut, and worst of all, my girl into Miss Piggy. I wasn't even a big girl at the time... Needless to say, I went into such a depression and gained so much weight in that time, that several times I've thought of forgiving him, because the names began to seem 'fitting' and I fear that I'm in one of those forgiving stages now.

I think, I met Christina N. (confessions commenter) today (9/25)! I just wanted to say you are pretty much the coolest girl ever! Happy I stayed after the final to talk to you!

Lexie at the book store she can get it

I may or may not have watched glee today and may or may not have enjoyed it.

My senior year of high school, I had a class with this really pretty girl that I had had classes with for years, but never talked to. In that class, however, we shared some common friends, so we just formed a group. One of my friends liked her and asked my advice to try to get her to like him, so I tried my hardest to help, but after months it didn't work, so he gave up. I decided to start playfully flirting with her for a few reasons. I figured she was out of my league, as I'm nerdy and awkward, and she is always surrounded by guys she flirts with. I thought I would just be another guy. I don't normally flirt with girls I don't really like, but I thought this was harmless, but before I knew it we ended up sexting a few times and then she kissed me in the hallway after class one day. Up until that moment, I had convinced myself that nothing would come of it. When I freaked out, she said she would give me space, and then we didn't talk for the last few weeks of school. During summer I text her and apologized for being a dick, and she responded very meanly, which I deserved, but I still feel guilty.

I confess that I don't trust the guy I'm talking to but I will do anything for him because of how much I care about him. I don't care if people think I'm stupid for continuing to talk to him. Honestly, I might even be in love with him.

I took 21 hours one semester. Not my best idea but I did well given the circumstances. During that semester I only bathed 1-2 times a week. This is a habit that still persists.

Who were all the beautiful ladies on the third floor of Wooten on Thursday night, April 25 and what were they all doing? I felt like I was in heaven. So many pretty ladies in one hall....