Confession #7: I'm convinced that on my 18th birthday I will sparkle and shine and turn into Milla Jovovich instead of an ogre. Magics will happen and I will become beautiful.
Confession #8: I am deathly afraid of failing all my math classes in college. Calculus in Fall 09? What the JESUS?
Confession #9: If I could go back in time to the beginning of the summer, I would not tell you I liked you when I first liked you. It makes me feel like I made the friendship awkward to this day, and I'm sorry.
Confession #10: I'm afraid the future I have in mind will not happen.