Honest Tuesday’s: Tarable’s Confession
Nov 17, 2009 Friendship, Honest Tuesday's, The Tarably Wicked Show
Welcome to Honest Tuesday’s. A place where you can tell the truth with no consequences.
Today Tarable has the floor. She needs to get several things off of her lying to herself ass chest.
Confession #1: I have made my recent slutcapades and dating ditching asshole douchebags that never idolized what my vagina (i.e. my magical beanstalk) my last. I have turned over a less slutty leaf for myself.
Confession #2: I am officially changing the digits. If you are lucky enough to have it, yay. If you aren’t, dont motherfucking ask me.
Confession #3: I have been blindsighted by a new and completely unexpected man. Not BOY. Man. A respectful, handsome, intelligent man. And I like it. And I cannot wait to see what happens next.
Confession #4: *insert crush filled 17 year old giggle here*
Confession #5: Thank you to myself for finally letting go of what I thought was important because it was never fucking important in the first place.
Confession #6: I am a new woman. I dont want to see it unless you willingly show it to me.
Confession #7: I am hungry and I hate diets.
What have you been less than honest about this week?
Who was the hottest teacher you ever had?
Have you ever had a poem or a song written about you?
Tags: Honest Tuesday's
November 17th, 2009 at 00:30
Too much shit to list…..
Mrs. Sebby and Mrs. Pence at Everett High fasho!! You ever heard the song “Jizz in my pants”? It was written for everytime I walked into that classroom
idk you never know sometimes
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:11
You nasty little boy.
November 17th, 2009 at 05:04
Kinda used my dad’s old job as previous work history to get a job at the Barnes & Noble…
-cough- Ok, I don’t regret it. I start today. lol
Damnit… ummm I’ve never had a hot guy teacher but Ms. Gillen and Ms. Helmann were both veddy pretty ladies…
Yes, yes I have. One song, several poems. All from the same person. Aww geeze… <3 The favor was returned…
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:12
YAY JOB!
November 17th, 2009 at 06:42
Again, I have no confessions. I was honest all week. Although, I’d really like to tell one of the cuntkuteers exactly how I feel about her, but out of respect for Dan, I don’t. He finally deleted her ass off FB last night. Win4me. I’ve noticed though, he’s like me. He will give people a second chance after they fuck up, in the hopes that the shit is isolated. Meh. She should have kept me and my baby’s name out of her ugly lil’ face.
I don’t remember ever having a ‘hot’ teacher in school. I had old geezers. Even my female teachers were old cows. I even had one that was a lesbian. But no hot ones.
And nope. No songs. No poems. Dan is sweet though, he says….”you gotta listen to this song. It’s about you (about us)(for you)(for us)” and usually he’s right. And usually I cry. I’m so glad this ‘pregnant’ thing is almost over. fucking hormones.
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:14
What bitch do I need to beat up?
Stephany Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:28
Meh, this is Dawn, Mike’s wife. Dan’s an MM2…and I think Mike was an MM1. He went to school in VA and now he’s transfered out to Bangor I think, for IMF out there. Anyway, they used to hang out a lot when his EXwife was still around. And when we first found out that I was pregnant, the kids and I went over with him and had a BBQ. They live back behind the drive-in. Anyway, we haven’t seen her since then. Since we found out that she was telling the ex wife all this shit about me and my kids and the baby and stuff going on in his life.
Speaking of EXbitch. I was sleeping a little bit ago and Dan was typing WAY loud and woke me up, so I went and took a shower….then he came in and told me that He and EXbitch got into a fight. Obviously I told him that he needed to delete her from yahoo shit so she didn’t appear on his list since she just causes undue stress etc. Well he told her that she had no right to be talking to his sister too. That their relationship was strained enough without her and she said that his sister came to HER. (which makes us hate the bitch even MORE). AND!!! She asked him about the BABY!! He’s like I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about or who is blowing smoke up your ass, but there’s no baby. Yes, he denied our child LMFAO but I condone it. It’s not her fucking business. God I want to snap her neck.
November 17th, 2009 at 08:03
Kudos to Tara…. though we’ve never spoken!
Less than honest… The week is still young so I’ll give myself time… Oh! Oh! I’ve got it! Yes, I lost 0.8 lbs this week. Yes, it was despite my cramping rampages on doughnuts cakes and alchohol. That DOES NOT make it okay
Anne Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 08:05
… Ahem… Apparently I posted.
It does not make it okay that it happened, nor to do it again. I have three weeks to get my shit straight and avoid a repeat.
Never had a hot teacher; but it was awfully weird to have a fourth grader do some sort of “wish you were my mom” crush.
You know, I really don’t think I have had any poems or songs written about me. I’ll lie to myself and say I’m okay with that.
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:14
GO .8 POUNDS!
I wrote you a poem once, remember? Mirror.
Anne Reply:
November 18th, 2009 at 05:09
Ooooh! DUDE! Okay, yeah I cringed at typing “dude.”
You know… Point the first, I’m obviously an asshole. Even more, I know how I got to be an asshole. I went into mental preservation with that whackjob hillbilly on the loose and just decided to make myself believe that…
Well, I’m a giant asshole, aren’t I? Like the size of the pentagon, giant. Shit. Sorry about that.
You are the awesomest awesome to ever awesome…. and I suck donkey balls.
<~~So totally sucks!
November 17th, 2009 at 08:12
I’ve been pretty brutally honest with myself this week.
Mr. LeBlanc, my 9th grade geography teacher……it’s a good thing sex wasn’t on the brain for me then….would have really been ‘hot for Teacher’
no poems, no songs
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:16
Good for you. Honesty is important.
Love you.
November 17th, 2009 at 09:07
From the pictures I have seen of Tara, she’s way too pretty to be fucking around with people who do not treat her right. i hope her new leaf lasts, because it isn’t at all about how she feels about anyone other than herself. If you respect yourself, you do not have to demand it from anyone else.
This week I was less than honest about… being frustrated about winning a game until the hostess wined about losing until we all let her win. I’m not a competitive type person. I believe in being only in competition with yourself. I graciously lost so she could talk shit about winning.
The hottest teacher… I have a top five and even a few stories, but the hottest was Alice. She was a Doctor. I would sit in the back of the room and burn holes into her body. I was in my early 20s. She was about 40. She was married, but there was a wicked want between us. She would sneak up behind me and run her fingers down my spine. I took the class six times. Dropped it 5 times. I couldn’t think of anything except her beautiful voice and me doing 101 things to her body. I’m get turned on just remembering her.
I have had both poems and songs written about me. But I have written far many more about others.
Tarable Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 16:03
Thank you for the compliment. Not that I don’t have respect for myself I just didn’t give a shit, honestly. I have come to a point in my life where it is almost like I am “too old” for it. It was fun….it will always be me at heart….I just think it is time for a change. Maybe I will write the slutcapaid memoirs LOL!
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:19
Oh you are writing them alright. WE are writing them.
November 17th, 2009 at 09:37
#1. I’m usually less than honest with myself, I like to try and pretend like nothing is wrong, because I don’t like to cause turmoil or drama, or be thought of as a bitch. Trying to work on that. It’s like if people thought I wasn’t perfect then they wouldn’t like me anymore or something stupid like that. I had a big unveiling if you will this week. I don’t want to be too specific, but I invaded someone’s privacy and found some very unflattering things written about me. It was shocking and very hurtful. But I have only myself to blame since it was not meant for my eyes. I am ashamed.
#2. The hottest teacher, was my 7th grade history teacher Mr. Brown. He was always really nice to me, and made history into stories he told. He was passionate about it and made me want to learn. I even got to go to his house and babysit his son once, it was awesome.
#3. I never had a poem or song written about me, however, my 5th grade boyfriend Ryan could play the piano, and one day during a play rehearsal, he played “I’ll be right here waiting for you” By Richard Marx. It was in front of the whole class. He did a really good job too. It totally made me swoon. I felt so special. I will never forget it.
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:21
I <3 ‘ed Richard Marx.
November 17th, 2009 at 13:16
That’s my favorite picture of Tara ever in the history of the world. And also, YAY new man!
Tarable Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 16:01
Love you Tori! I am glad you could have been apart of that memory! Many more to come beesh!
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:22
I <3 both of you bitches.
November 17th, 2009 at 16:36
“Confession #3: I have been blindsighted by a new and completely unexpected man. Not BOY. Man. A respectful, handsome, intelligent man. And I like it. And I cannot wait to see what happens next.”
It’s so funny how these are the men that completely blindside you when you very least expect it.
Also awesome is how they make you feel like Confession number 4.
Don’t know you personally, Tarable, but I’d say you’ve probably earned this feeling… ;o)
LivingWicked Reply:
November 17th, 2009 at 22:22
Oh she TOTALLY has.
November 19th, 2009 at 15:02
Morgan wrote a song about me…and wrote down her lyrics. I wrote a song about me and my ex…played it at our wedding. ugh.
Hottest teacher…never really had a hot one.
less than honest? maybe about what I want. i need to get right with me…