Confessions

Whenever my cooperating teacher leaves the room, I pretend that the classroom and the students are my own.

I sometimes manipulate people into taking out the trash for me.

I had a cup of Emily's orange juice last week without asking. It was delicious.

I sometimes daydream that my name isn't Ashley.

I know that I care too much about how people perceive and think of me.

My herbal tea is sometimes the only thing that gets me out of bed in the mornings.

I'm still scared of the dark.

I wish I was either taller or shorter.