The plastic applicator was not very absorbent, and I got a stain on my ass during my first class. The nightingale model of apprenticeship was. My friend never mentioned the episode again. I looked around the classroom and noticed that all the females either had their hair in one ponytail or had it pressed and curled into a style. To this day I don't know where my head was, why I spoke before I thought, who spiked my morning cocoa with Idiot Juice. For the rest of the trip, they called me Farty Pooter, a reference to Harry Potter, of whom I was a big fan. The discomfort felt within those few minutes are felt as if it are stand still, How It Happened My most embarrassing moment is still fresh in my memory.
Everything went well in the first half of the game. It was obvious what he was doing, but nobody was stopping him. Long story short, I decided to skip mass because fuck that shit, went home and smoked a bowl. I had been controlling my urges for the entire lesson. When he tried to kiss me I had to tell him to hold on, and I raced up the stairs to brush my teeth.
Instead, from earliest childhood we're lovingly introduced to the power of imagination, words, intellect. I was starting my 6th grade year in a new school, with new people and no friends. Later, of course, he snitched. I was excited about getting my letter, but dreading the superlatives. My most embarrassing moment would be during senior year, I was walking down the stairs after going to homework center at the library and I walked down the stairs. Everyone stopped their conversation to turn and look at me.
I missed part of my period 5, and was going to not say anything about it, but this annoying guy who saw me slip told the whole class. In front of a crush. The teacher flipped out, called the school cops down, and had him taken out of class. My mind flashed forward to what my dad was going to do to me when he found out. Everyone was laughing at me! And spared myself the humiliation of trivializing a fiercely important anthem to peace. I went bowling with some of my friends and I got into a arm wrestling match with one of the girls there who I happened to like at the time. The awkward combination of puberty, crushing insecurity, and monotone beige classrooms means, for most people, school is nothing but a petri dish of humiliation and shame—each new embarrassment building upon the ones before it until the sweet release of graduation sets us free.
That experience was the most embarrassing moment in my life. Worst of all, every fart made me lose a little more control. They are beyond our control as in my situation my hard work for the night was not acclaimed and a slightest mistake just turned out to be a blunder and I had to face embarrassment in front of the whole class. And oh, Louisa May Alcott's Little Women -- my all time favorite. A leader must inspire while a managers brings about transformation.
Our bedtime stories were Lewis Carroll's Through the Looking Glass. The guy in charge didn't show up because high schoolers are incredibly unreliable, so I was told to step into his place instead with a brief rundown of how to command the routine from my instructor. I didn't start my period until I was 13, so by that time the conversation was a little blurry. Little Women introduced me to literature -- and the wonder of a compelling story. I lived with it for a long, long time. These were very religious people, and I stammered trying to offer an explanation. Garlic Breath I was walking around town playing Truth or Dare with my friends before our sleepover.
I was doing my routine, but my leotard was not sticking so I went on my tippy toes and my leotard quickly started riding up. Seeing my achievement, I felt certain that my determination and passion for learning has created a solid foundation for successes in college. I don't mind so much that I slipped, just that guy had to tell everyone. Please use spoiler tags to hide spoilers. I decided to wear it, and after my crush and I came down from the big slide, he kept staring at my chest! And it was going to be on a Friday evening.
Well, this girl from our school saw him walking over to my house, took pictures of us making out, and handed them out in school! He covered me with his towel and ran me to his room, but then his mom walked in and I was just standing there topless! Our mother would read one chapter a night. Clearly grossed out, he let me get to ten before he screamed and let go. She covered herself quickly, but that was enough for one kid in the back. While we were picking out the ones we liked, two gorgeous guys from our school walked right by us and started laughing. I wanted to curl up and die from embarrassment and I had to go to school with stitches after that. Happened this year senior : I left something in my previous classroom so I went back and get it.