I lied about watching Star Wars when I was 12. It's now been 8 years and the lie has spiralled out of control.

So basically when I was 12, the local independent cinema was showing a marathon of all the Star Wars movies. At the time my parents were very strict and didn't usually let me stay out past 8pm, but when I told them that all my friends were going to this marathon, they gave in and said they would drop me off in the morning and pick me up at midnight.When the day of the Star Wars marathon came around my friends and I, being 12, decided that once we were dropped off, we would leave the cinema and spend the day cycling around, making fires and blowing up deodrant cans. So after a fantastic day of juvenile arson, I was eventually picked up by my parents from outside the cinema. When I got in the car they asked me how it was, but something about their demeanor made me think that they were suspicious, so me being me, went completely overboard and started acting ridiculously over-excited and went into extreme fake-detail about the parts of the movies I loved the most.My parents picked up on that excitement and, the next day, purchased some Star Wars posters to hang in my room. Now at this point, I was in deep, so I acted incredibly excited again and thanked them profusely whilst trying to comprehend what was depicted in the posters. After this point I should have downplayed my enthusiasm, but no, over the course of the next year, the main talking point with my family members became my unrivaled adoration for the Star Wars franchise.After months of elaborate faked discussions, I had made it to Christmas day. As I was unwrapping my presents I started to notice a theme. My parents, my uncle, and my grandparents had all gifted me with replica lightsabers, whilst my other family members had given me Star Wars themed clothing and stationary. Of course at this point I was in so deep I might as well have been in the Mariana Trench, so once again, I acted incredibly grateful and excited.Fast forward to my 15th Birthday, at this point my room was practically a Star Wars museum. Over the course of 3 years EVERY christmas, birthday and event, I had recieved replica lightsabers, signed photos, models and costumes. My friends from school had come round for sleepovers and left so utterly amazed at the amount of Star Wars paraphernalia, that I quickly gained the nickname 'Star Wars Boy' (witty I know). It was at this point I decided that I finally needed to sit down and watch all of the Star Wars movies and not just rely on google searches, but quickly realized that I really wasn't interested and after the first film I called it quits.I'm now 20, and each year since, my flat has been filled with everything Star Wars. I did eventually watch all the films and was very impressed but I really wouldn't call myself a super fan. The situation now is that I just received a call from my Mum, in which she said that she has just booked an all inclusive family holiday to California, in which we will go to the San Diego Comic-Con to see Star Wars related things. My fear is that, someone will ask me a question or expect me to know something specific about the franchise, and I will be publicly outed in front of my parents.Sorry for the lengthy and ridiculous post, but it feels great to get this off my chest, despite how utterly hilarious it is, I have told no-one. Even the friends who were with me on the day of the marathon believe that I watched the movies in my own time and became obsessed. via /r/StarWars http://ift.tt/2slYZtC