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Vacation Aromas
Although I was no longer using drugs, my inner hippie could not resist the temptation to stand out and make a name for itself. College was the chance to redefine myself, I thought. So, I called myself Mac and went without shoes for a year. I kept telling myself that I wasn't doing it for attention but rather because I liked the way that the bare ground felt beneath my feet. That perspective quickly changed once the winter months hit, and I found myself trudging around the steep mountain campus barefoot in the snow. By that point, I'd committed myself so much to the idea that I wasn't willing to give it up.
By Michael J. Heil5 years ago in Confessions
April Fools Day Phone Prank
In the spirit of April Fools Day, which landed perfectly on my Storytime posting day, I decided to share the story of the fun prank calls I did in some of my character voices.IT was a great practice as adlibbing characters is, and despite it all being for good fun, I would actually call this a practice session of sorts.
By Skyler Ricketts5 years ago in Confessions
Most Embarrassing Moment
Honestly, I've had my embarrassing moments that has happened in my life here and there but there was something I would never forget 14 years ago during my adolescent years. The world’s most embarrassing thing that has ever happen to me was at middle school. I was a student at Montgomery Village Middle School in the 7th grade.
By Gladys W. Muturi5 years ago in Confessions
And all that S*&!
Embarrassment. Funny thing is embarrassment as I look back at the things that I have once done and remember at the time I felt mortified that they had happened and I wouldn’t talk about them or try to think about them but if those situations were to happen to me now, I don’t think I would b that bothered by it… well, at least not AS bothered as I was back then.
By Matthew Grantham5 years ago in Confessions
How does it feel to be flat chested when you're in a family of Cs and double Ds
One thing about femininity that I most looked forward to was the day that I would be blessed with breasts. I often admired the women in my family which included their womanly figures and I definitely admired the size of their breasts. I wanted breasts too and big ones at that. I walked around with my mom’s bras wrapped around me with dreams of filling them up one day. I’m sure that there are other girls who played dress up too.
By Ali SP5 years ago in Confessions
Just A Local Girl
Living in the south of France is a dream for most people. With its 300 days of sun and being considered a playground for the rich and famous, you would think everyone living here would be on cloud nine. I wish that was me. While it is a beautiful place to live, being a local has its drawbacks. Namely, always being left behind. When I was younger, it wasn’t such a big deal. You know what they say about kids being resilient and all. It wasn’t until I got older and started being noticed by the vacationers that I realized how much it sucked to always be the one waving others off. Back to their real lives, their real friends, their new adventures. While I stay here and go back to my boring life, waiting for the next high season to meet new people and make new friends.
By Tierra Jenkins5 years ago in Confessions
University Attendance Officer circa 2017, I Can Explain
Before my successful burger-flipping career took off, I used to be an English student. As a quiet, bookish person with a fear of the opposite sex and a tendency to blush at the tiniest piece of attention, many university experiences led to awkward situations for me. But, as I endured such experiences, I think I somewhat gained confidence in myself, and gradually became more comfortable contributing to groups or talking to other students. Or so I thought.
By Matty Long5 years ago in Confessions
The Caravan
It’s honestly ironic. I cheated on him so many times yet the one time he was certain he caught me was the one time nothing happened. Ok, a quick, chaste kiss happened. An attraction that led to a meeting that was supposed to be a goodbye happened. The sex he vehemently accused me of having did not. Although, for all the mess the assumption made, I wish it had. I put up with a lot of crap because of it, yet I couldn’t blame him for dishing it out. It certainly looked as if I had done something more, something that justified, made me deserved of the anger, and the humiliation. Even beyond that, I wish it happened because, well, I wanted it.
By Elizabeth Livecchi5 years ago in Confessions
The Obstacle Course
Like most human beings I sometimes find myself cruising down memory lane. Sometimes memories of my youth come to me at breakneck speed. This is one of those memories. A memory that is so much part of me but one that I would love to forget with a sharp blow to the back of the head. This was perhaps one of the most embarrassing events in my life as a teenager in high school. It was so embarrassing that at the moment that the event was unfolding I remember wishing that the Principal would get on the P.A. system and announce, “Ladies and gentlemen, nothing of what you are witnessing now will matter in about 15 minutes because the missiles are in the air! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!”
By STEVE ATHANASAKIS5 years ago in Confessions
