10 Personal Post Secrets Revealed
I am borrowing an idea today. You may be familiar with the concept behind Post Secret. I discovered this trend via theBerry, and I can’t seem to get enough of the compilation post of anonymous secrets they publish on Fridays. I’ve been thinking of my own secret behaviors, and since I am being fearless these days, I will spill a few here today. But don’t go telling everyone on the internet or anything. I trust you.
And being me.
1. I listen to the music in my car at sound volumes reminiscent of the decibels that melted George McFly’s mind. When I pull up to a red light, any red light, I immediately turn it down to a respectable level. I wouldn’t want strangers I will never see again judging my taste in music. I also don’t want children to hear me spitting Eminem like a champ.
2. When I catch an auto corrected text message that turns out to be LOL material, I will send it anyway. Then I send a corrected text after. I feel obligated to do this but also oh so guilty.
3. Sometimes, I forget to stretch before I work out. This one absolutely can not leave this blog. It is too intimate, but it does feel nice to finally get it off of my chest.
4. I once stole a single Lemon Head candy from the grocery store. I’ve been on the run ever since.
5. When I clip Jack’s claws, I pretend I am doing a dire medical procedure. In that moment, I am Chief of Surgery. Sometimes I even put on scrubs.
Yes, it is on upside down. I call it the Becca Method.
6. My real name is not actually Becca. It’s Rebecca.
Should I stop this before I reach a point of no return?
7. My hair color is a lie. There, have we said it enough? Is everyone aware? Good. We wont bring it up again.
8. I try to kill bugs with hairspray. While pretending I am a giant.
9. My pillows on my bed are human. I cuddle with them. Sometimes, I even cuddle with two of them at the same time. The shame is unbearable.
10. My secrets are ridiculous, which really is no secret at all.
I feel naked now. So do me a solid by getting naked with me. Tell me, what is your post secret?
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I snort when I laugh really hard. And if it goes beyond my snorting stage then I look like a T-rex who has fallen on her back and is flailing her puny arms around. RAWR.
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I like listening to the radio in my husband’s car. The radio itself has some weird issues with the base, so NPR sounds gangsta.
AND I told my sons that there was only one package of poptarts left. There were two.
There. I feel better.
This is where secrets come to play. Let it all out :).
You kind of looked like Bane in the picture with your surgery mask. Just don’t tell anyone that they have permission to die. 🙂
Yeah… that’s what I was going for… yeah. 😉
Well you looked like Bane except for the whole you’re not bald thing, and the whole you are a woman thing and the you are not a psychotic guy that grew up in a pit. Other than that, and many other things, you guys are almost twins.
Basically.
Great post!
At a red light, I like to dance and sing to the song I’m listening to and look over to the car next to me to see if they notice. Know why? Even if they’re making fun of me it might put a smile on their face. That and when I’m listening to a real catchy, happy-go-lucky song I just don’t give a damn what other people think.
One time, I was in a parking lot and I blasted the song “Somebody to Love” by Queen and was rocking out in my parked car. I looked over to the car that had just pulled into the spot next to me a little bit before of the end (and if you know the song it was around the time where Freddie sings high pitched “Sombody toooooo….looooooooooove” )and saw my coworker watching me. We proceeded to act as if nothing happened. Priceless!
Marie
Haha! The “this never happened” look. Love it.
I used to not give a fuck at red lights in high school, but then somewhere along the line I developed this fear of being judged by strangers. Weird! For the record though, it ALWAYS puts a smile on my face when I see people shamelessly rocking out in the car next to me. I will always give them the thumbs up.
Awesome! I’ve never gotten a thumbs up before but lots of smiles and to me that’s really worth something! People need a reminder to have fun and take it easy, even while doing something that could be embarrassing. Cheers to you, Becca!
Right on Marie. Thanks and cheers!
Actually, I do know what happened to the all bras in the drawer.
Despite my protestations of innocence.
hehehe
That’s it. I am putting a lock on my underwear drawer.
I use to cuddle with human pillows but they are always filled with feathers. Feathers poke my ear when I sleep! 😀
When they start poking you, the line is crossed. No means no.
They just have no respect those damn Feathers!
They do have a reputation!
So hilarious, you and I are so much alike it’s scary. You are not alone in your secrets! I may have to steal this idea, too, although mine may not be as funny as yours 😉
Go for it! Be sure to leave a link!
Secrets secrets are no fun, unless you tell them wordpress…
I often say not-so-nice things to my students in a really positive voice with a big smile–example: Thank looks absolutely NOTHING like a rainbow, those flowers probably smell like shit because you colored them BROWN and no that scribble does not look like a TREE! Way to be a horrible drawer!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!
They’re 4, they don’t speak English and will never know the difference. I’m horrible.
You bad, bad girl!
You better be smiling while saying that
It’s more of a cheeky grin, but yes, I am.
When I reach stop signs/stoplights I don’t turn my music down, because I want to try to convert people to what I’m listening to.
Oh FINE! It’s because I feel like a bad-ass when I’m behind the wheel and blasting music confirms that feeling.
Ok, better secret.
I once tried weed. By accident. I thought the bong was a hookah.
Yes, I was that naive.
What is this “bong” apparatus you speak of? 😉
I’d love to take a joy ride with you Jillian! I bet you have great taste in music!
Oh, I most certainly do! The new pop songs, some classic 90s, my favorite GLEE music; it’s quite an ecletic bunch.
You had me at 90’s.
I know girl. I know. 😉
I hate meeting new people. I really, really do. I get nervous, sweaty, and end up saying the dumbest shit you’ve ever heard. It honestly feels like I’ve just had a lobotomy.
May I borrow (read: steal) this idea for a post? Link back to this one, of course.
I have the same reaction to talking to strangers on the phone. It’s bizarre.
And yes, my blog is your blog.
Do your voice also get super high pitched? I get this weird “HIIIIIIIII, it’s JeEEEEeeEeEn! Nice to meeeeeeeeet you.”
You’re the greatest ginger to have ever lived. I don’t care if it’s bottled or not.
It does at first, but then I just say WEIRD SHIT that I never have said in my life which makes it even worse and I start slurring words and then I get called in to the principals office and fuck I am delirious.
My phone tried to auto correct delirious to dime lotions. I think I just founded my new business venture.
Jen, when we meet it will be a shaky, sweaty, high pitched, incoherent mess and we will love every minute of it.
I cannot wait for that day. No joking.
I’m exactly the same way. I get so nervous and end up smiling awkwardly and babbling nonsense that tends to trail off at the end. People think it’s cute. I want to punch them.
Yep. I like you. One comment, and I like you. Very good sign Erin! Oh, and by the way…
You’re my 500th WordPress follower!!! Pretend this is me, for you…
You are awesome, Becca! Your blog is amazing, but the fact that you would celebrate your 500th WordPress follower with a Napoleon Dynamite dance…ahh, you made my day! 😀
Then I am a happy camper! Lovely to connect with you. But, for the record, I would probably be more fitting as Kip… with all of the internet romancing I do ;).
Ow oww! 😉 I’m thrilled to be on the receiving end of your suave internet romancing lol. Yes, lovely to connect, and I’m looking forward to hanging around. 🙂
I do too!
When I go walking or do my attempt at jogging, I blare my music and sing out loud to the songs. In my head people can’t hear me, cause I think i’m singing along in my head. Turns out, the funny looks mean it is reality 🙂 Figured that one out tonight, so I came back to share and tell
This is one of my biggest fear. I worry that even when I am merely mouthing the words with headphones in, that someone can hear me. But this goes back to my fear of public singing. 🙂 Thanks Amber, I wish I could have witnessed this!
I guess I get so in the moment and into the music I don’t even realize the words are coming out of my mouth! Next time I’ll video it for ya!
Yesssssssss!
Becca,
I wear guy-liner.
Best one today. Hands down.
You lawled!
Pics or it didn’t happen!
Guy-liner………
……………. I don’t see it.
I don’t either………………………………….
#11- I secretly like guy-liner. You know my email.
HA! I win!
In the spirit of sharing I will post a secret for you. When I get lost trying to find my way around the crazy one way streets that make up the way to my work I turn the music real low as if this is really the best way to find myself- I am sorry radio I dont have time for your nonsense I am LOST.
YES! Great one. I do the same thing. Apparently, I also don’t have time for the radio’s shit when I park either. Hm.
Awesome!
Thanks !
My favs are #5 and #8! You are such a giant…ooohhh scarry Rebecca, Becky…just kidding, Becca. You will always be Becca to me. Secrets…I have none!
Watch out “bumble” files. You have bugginess in there. 😉
Not a chance…
My secret? I actually think Aquaman is pretty cool.
Don’t tell any other nerds or we’ll have to have words….
I’ve got your back Hook.
I know it.
I like anchovies and sardines and pickles.
SO SUE ME!
You must not like making out.
Hate it!
Or humanity.
Hate it!
Your hair color is a lie??? Are you shitting me??? Why don’t you just pee all over the place and ruin my party while you’re at it.
I’m running away from home and I am NEVER coming back!
Is that ALL you do with pillows? Hehehe. No shame in that.
They know not to get fresh. I’m a lady.
My lips are sealed and I will breathe not one word, Becca.
I know I can always count on you Tom. Any secrets I should know of yours?
Now that would be telling. I’ll discreetly add some in a forthcoming post of mine for you, if that’ll help… 😉 Shhh…
Deal. Lips sealed!
When I come here I get two laughs for the price of one. First I read your post. Funny stuff girl. Second I read the comments. Especially between you and Twindaddy. too damn funny. I want to thank you for brightening up my day.
As for getting naked with you. hmmmm sure why not! I’m feeling brave today.
I sleep with several pillows also. And hug them.
I sing when I shouldn’t, really, my cat attacks me when I sing.
whew, that was scary!
Twindaddy and I get down to business. I am glad you are getting a good bargain here at FlyMart. 🙂
You are indeed brave Jackie!
I never thought I’d be jealous of a pillow, but…
One of them is named Mike. Who just typed that?!
Oh Jack. You’re a scamp.
Twist: I was whispering in his ear.
Further twist: It was all a dream. You are, in fact, getting a CAT scan by a doctor named Jack.
Are you sure I am not a doctor named Cat giving a JACK scan?
Ha. Good one. 🙂
On sunny days, if I go out to our garage, get a ladder, and climb onto the roof … then stand on my right foot only, cup my left ear in a slightly southwesterly direction and close my eyes … I can hear you spitting Eminem. You should tour.
Holla!
Oh #9 why do you plague our minds with the shame?
Okay here goes, getting naked with Becca. Sometimes I feign faulty cell reception when I don’t want to speak to persistent telemarketers. Sometimes I put my phone up to my laptop speaker and make them listen to music while they go “Hello? Hello,miss?”. I am a horrible person.
So sadistic. 😉
Girl, I don’t know if you’ve seen this – but I think you’ll appreciate it:
Hahaha! I need to try this!
Poor guy!
I know, at one point I was definitely like, “It’s just his job!” (Which is why I fail at being abrupt with telemarketers. I always sit through the whole spiel, ugh) But I couldn’t stop laughing, so it made it better.
do you roleplay with the pillows? if so, i can give you some good scenarios to try. and you don’t, i can help you get started. i have some killer, proven scripts.
I am listening…
I really admire you for posting these. They are so brave. My secret is that sometimes when people call me and I don’t want to talk on the phone, I tell them that I am trying to put C down for a nap.
That’s a good one Emily! Blame the baby! We are all a bunch of liars, but it is okay since we are talking about it openly on WordPress. Promise.
I once had an argument with and then made out with a pole in public to avoid getting possibly jumped in the hood. (CRAZY) is the only thing scary people don’t want to mess with. sighs…
I too do the pillow thing. 🙂
I talk to myself in the car when no one is there. LOL
Fun post.
Dani, smart move. If I am ever caught in a shady situation, I know what to do :). Thanks for reading and putting your secrets out there!
8. I try to kill bugs with hairspray. While pretending I am a giant.
I did this once, but also threw a lighter into the mix. It was…entertaining.
I also blare my music in the car whilst singing melodiously along. I actually have a decent, not great, singing voice. No I will not record it and post it.
Oh come on, live a little! And I have used lighters on occasion as well. And thrown objects and cats at them.
I bet the cats love that. Query: do the land on all fours when you do this?
No. Ace is too fat and just kind of sprawls out melting into the floor. Jack was once paralyzed from the waist down, so his back legs sort of slide underneath him. He’s got the front legs down solid though.
Hmmm…sucks to be them then.
Aww. They have overcome physical turmoil!
Only to be hurled by their “master” at insects they had no qualm with. That sucks, indeed.
They think they are flying. They like it. I swear!
And when they land?
You know that snowflake you were on…?
It just got bigger?
Shit…
I cuddle with my pillows too. Always fall asleep on my side with one in between my knees. Pillows are the adult version security blanket, right?
Absolutely!
I do that too – with the music volume at red lights. Someone once asked if I was ashamed of my musical tastes.
Let’s see – post secrets… hm. My dad once had a grocery store that went out of business because he was one Lemon Head short of being able to pay the rent. That was awful. Um…
Here’s one: When I listen to music, I think about which tracks I wish I’d written, then compile mental albums of those tracks (from various albums and artists), including which order they’d go in, and which songs would go best together on an album. There may be enough of these mental albums to constitute the various “phases” of my fantasy musical career.
Um, yeah, about your dad. Sounds… awful. People these days, am I right?
Will you be compiling a Christmas Album this year?
Psh. With the non-stop classics on my albums I never need to do a Christmas album. I’m very, very rich but also have my artistic integrity.
Great Writer, Model, and now Composer? STOP IT.
Geez all it takes is one guest blogger and your whole false ginger identity is tarnished forever…….
I know, guest bloggers are some assholes. But only the ones who work in logistics.
I think we all want to see a video of you “Spiting Eminem” like a champ.
I don’t know if I am ready for that level of embarrassment. *starts making new vlog*
*Napoleon Dynamite” ..Yes!
Nooooo not a head of lies!!! Seriously though, that is surprising. That color is made for you. My post secret is that I tell people I have a lot of blonde moments and point to my head… but I’m not actually this blonde. Shhh.
Thanks, I love red wayyyyyy better than blonde (for me). I can’t believe it took me so long to change it up. You have great blonde hair. Seems like hair color is a pretty universal post secret. We must rebel against living in shame!
The “your real name is rebecca” had me Laugh out loud. Nice.. Nice work, so funny and unassuming… 🙂
Moses, I aim to please :). Glad you appreciate my sense of humor.
That one got me, too!
My kids think everyone eats Skittles in order beginning with RED. I may or may not have had something to with that. 😉
BONUS SECRET: I eat M&M’s in multiples of four.Somewhat the same, no?
Definitely in the same category, and Bonus Secret: I bite each M&M in half, a little mouselike I admit, but nothing mousey about me! 😉
Savoring the flavor? Nice!
What happens if you have only 3 m&ms left?
Trash em!!!!
Becca so nice to learn some of your secrets and I promise I’ll keep them to myself. Sometimes I plug in my iPod and pretend I’m in a movie, with closeups and dramatic looks and my skin is flawless. I’m a blonde (ahem), don’t fault me, I was born that way, like Ga-Ga (ew). I once walked out of Walgreens with a jar of peanuts (was distracted, didn’t mean to) but when I almost got to my car, I realized it and returned them to the manager, apologizing. He knew it was a mistake because the seal wasn’t broken.
Oh, I secretly believe I can sing.
Ga Ga – yes ew. I will never fault you though, my friend. I used to actually act out movie scenes while alone in my room after I watched them. I may have even kissed a bed post once. Just once! I swear!
The crook of an elbow works quite well too. 😀
Thanks for the tip Brigitte!
We share number 3 and 9, my bed is an orgy every single night..
Free pillow love!
Wow….purging on a Tuesday….here goes nothing…
1) I curl, there I said it. I’m Canadian, it’s what we do in small towns in the winter.
2) I am addicted to coffee. I will drink it until my entire body is vibrating.
3) I love my dog more than I love some of my friends. I can’t help it, she never judges me.
4) I love musicals. Yep, I’m out. I can probably be an understudy for all parts of a great many of them. (wow, that felt good)
5) I’m becoming addicted to WP and spend very little time doing any work at work. (guess where I am now?)
Thanks Becca!! You’re right….that felt great. Have a great Tuesday!
It’s the healthy thing to do.
1. Man, I love me some Canadians.
2. You mean that’s a bad thing?
3. Fair enough!
4. I don’t know about this one, but I commend you for being brave enough to put it out there 😉
5. It’s what all the cool kids are doing. Don’t sweat it.
I feel purged…..time to read some blogs….screw work!!
That’s the spirit!
I like your style Becca!!
what’s curling?
Good question!
I’m really a man. Giggle.
I call foul. You are too pretty.
My dear if you lived closer I would give you a kiss for that comment. You are quite the beauty yourself. And you’re funny. Double whammy for sure. 😉
I’d take the kiss and buy you a drink!
We’ll plan on it. Someday. Someday.
Deal!
You inspired me! I will write a post of my secrets. I revealed some of them in my Liebster Blog Award post but that only scratched the surface. There are many more lurking below the surface.
Let them bitches out! Today is the day!
Ok ok – I tell everyone I’m 5’4″; but really, I’m 5’3 & 3/4″ – THERE I SAID IT! And my hair was never naturally David Bowie red; I dyed it!
The truth will set you free, amen! AND I am glad I am not the only one living a lie on my head.
To be honest, I don’t think anyone was fooled when I showed up with BRIGHT RED (not orange) hair ~
I couldn’t honestly tell you what my real hair color is at this point.
That’s how we roll.
Mine’s blah
I’ll get naked with you.
1. I wear a ratty robe when I’m at home. Every time I’m at home. So if anyone comes over at 11 in the morning, they’re shocked to find me in this ratty robe, especially if I’m only home for lunch.
2. I’m a horrible rapper, even though I look like I would be good at it (I know, I know, racial bias). I’m actually much better at singing Taylor Swift (I can hit those high notes. Holla).
3. I drive the speed limit unless a cop is around. Then I kick it up to five miles over. You know, gotta impress 5-0.
4. I went spinning once and it roughed my body up so much I was out of commission for a week. My friends all think I got surgery on my gall bladder instead.
5. I enjoy bubble baths. ‘Nuff said.
Wow, that felt good. Thanks, REBECCA.
Yeah, I’m pretty a crappy wrapper too – my tape is all crooked and whatnot. I tend to use too much paper and never cut the edges straight. I’ve never asked Taylor Swift to wrap anything for me – does she do it gratis?
Miss Swift is an incredible wrapper, but not so great on the rapping.
Priceless.
Sam, Thank you for coming clean aka getting naked.
1. I do the same thing with my long johns… obviously.
2. I have almost snapped my vocal chords attempting those high notes (in private of course). Mad props.
3. Fearless. I cry even seeing a cop car.
4. Hahaha! That is all.
5. Who doesn’t?
Free the secrets!
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