The Confessional

Ladies and gentlemen, The Confessional is now open.
We're going to try something a little different 'round these parts. A blog post generated by you. For you. 
Each month (or more frequently if the class participates accordingly), we will have one post dedicated entirely to your awesomely anonymous confessions. All names will be withheld to protect the innocent and the embarrassed, and anything goes. Well...almost anything (please don't confess to anything highly illegal or massively inappropriate). 
Confessions can be about anything...big or small...heavy or light...crude or amusing. A few examples of acceptable confessions include the following...

"When I was younger, I hit my parents garage with my car (that they had bought me). Rather than fess up, I took my car into the dearer and had them repaint the scratches. Then I called the contractor on the house and sweet talked him into coming and fixing the side of the garage door jamb for free. To this day, they still don't know."

"When my girlfriend takes a shower at my place, I enjoy sporting her unmentionables and dancing around singing my own renditions of tracks from Glee. I secretly hope she catches me in the act."

"When I'm on the el, sporting my black NIN shirt ignoring the world listening to my iPod, I'm actually listening to Justin Beiber. I can't help it that I love cheesy pop music, it makes me happy inside."

"I broke up with my boyfriend John via text...while I was still in the sack with Derrick after a hot drunken night between the sheets."

And for the record, only one of the above is my actual confession. Go ahead and take a guess...
To take part in this fun little exercise and achieve that awesome feeling of getting something off of your chest (aside from your bra, ladies!), all you need to do is shoot me an email at ThatsAwesomeChicagoNow@gmail.com with the subject line "Confessional" and I'll take care of the rest. Feel free to open up a generic email address in the event you think I'll tattle or you simply don't want me to know it's you. Heck, I'll even give you a heads up before the post opens up to the public. 
So what are you waiting for? 
Let's get those dirty little confessions off your chest!!

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