Embarrassment
That Time I Tried To Tell My Crush I Liked Him...
Behold, a tale set in the land of end-of-teenage cringe. I was 19 years old at the time, and for years afterwards, if anyone even said the word "cringe" I would remember this happening, and desperately wish to fling myself into the abyss.
By PD5 years ago in Confessions
A First Date to Remember
It was the summer of 2010; I was recently single after a long relationship with my ex-fiancée and another short-rebound fling. I swore I was going to stay away from men and the dating scene and concentrate on me for a while (you know that saying that everyone uses after a devastating breakup). But low and behold, I had a date. And he was meeting me at my apartment for drinks before dinner. I was nervous, excited and giddy all at the same time.
By Chrissy Cadorin5 years ago in Confessions
A Boy in a Sailor Suit
I suppose it was really my mother Dorothy’s embarrassment rather than mine, given that I was probably too young to feel that way at the time. But, given that I remember it so vividly after all these years, maybe that was the first occasion – out of so many since! – when the spark of embarrassment was kindled in me.
By John Welford5 years ago in Confessions
Some Laugh-Out-Loud-Inducing Situations
Hilarious Fall on Treadmill If this hasn't occurred to you while stumbling on a treadmill, consider yourself lucky. This is not only frightening, but it is also painful for your body and personality. You're running for one second when you look down and realize you're further back than you thought. The machine's speed is unnecessarily fast for your methods, and you're unexpectedly pounded against a hot, moving vehicle line that throws you off like a humiliating ride on Aladdin's divination cover mixed with a mechanical bull.
By Nickalos Mcclellan5 years ago in Confessions
The Art of Mistaking Identity
The heavens had opened up, torrential rain pounding against my windscreen with relentless purpose. Peering gingerly through my drivers side window, the massive dark grey clouds and the menacing rumblings of thunder created a slight anxiety at having to drive to work that morning. Armed with only an umbrella, I had already received a soaking, as I bolted from the front door of our apartment to my car, fumbling with keys and central locking. Rain swept sideways, slicking my hair to my head on one side and no doubt washing away whatever makeup I had applied earlier.
By Viktoria Staunton5 years ago in Confessions
Regret Me Not
Everybody has a memory of the most humiliating time they have ever had, even though they often ignore those experiences. In either case, who in their right mind would choose to recall the embarrassment they endured? My most humiliating day had turned my high school experience into a terrifying experience at one time. When I think back in nostalgic memories, and feel it was yet another weird experience that could have occurred to anybody. It was also very impactful in my life and learning experience that keeps popping back to my life, giving me some chills every time I recall it.
By Vashish Ramoutar 5 years ago in Confessions
Memories I Have Hidden For A Reason
Memories I Have Hidden For A Reason Now, I either had one to many drinks, or you are the person I am taking with to my grave, If you are lucky enough to be hearing these stories. Clearly its neither, I am to the max compacity of B-O-R-D-R-O-M. Either way, feel lucky, because things are about to get really juicy.
By Scarlett Rose 5 years ago in Confessions
Memoirs of a Jezebel
It was 2018 and I was in a long distance relationship with my partner, Gus who lived in the Dallas, Texas. I was living in Queensland, Australia. I had met Gus when I was visiting a friend in Dallas and fell in love almost at first sight, when it was time for me to go home we could not bear to say our last goodbyes. So we didn't.
By Jessica Lachlan5 years ago in Confessions
