School

How I 'Asked For It' In School
I was a victim of bullying in school. It has had its life-long effects. Part of my anger and depression I've experienced in life stemmed from the frustration of not knowing what I did to deserve such treatment. I just wanted to be left alone. I tried to be a nice person and couldn't understand why people took such an automatic disliking to me. I'm in my forties now, and I am just now beginning to see things from my schoolmates' points of view. Maybe, just maybe, I was a little too much for most teenagers and the only way they knew how to respond was to laugh and pick on me. Now, I'm not excusing bullies or anything. I still don't think I deserved to be treated the way I was. I'm just saying that I now recognize some of my behaviors as peculiar and could understand other students being taken aback by them
By Heather Cumbo5 years ago in Confessions
The One with the Teacher Crush
I didn't expect to be unrelentingly enchanted by my professor. It just sort of happened. You simply start to develop this peculiar fascination with somebody. A sense of longing, almost like an addiction. You learn to enjoy their presence. To find their being there comforting and reassuring to you. I had never gotten up the courage to out myself as a lesbian before university. I definitely didn't plan on doing so in the middle of the classroom with a number of other individuals there with me, including the professor in question. No. This was most certainly not on the syllabus for those years at the university.
By Amber Dawn5 years ago in Confessions
I Dropped Out of Law School and I Felt Like a Failure
Is this something I wanted? Yes! So why did I feel so shitty about it? I have always been the type of person who did well in academics. I graduated with a high gpa in high school, a high gpa in college, and became valedictorian in my Master's program. This is not me bragging, this is just me painting a picture of someone who usually succeeds at anything related to academics.
By Nicky5 years ago in Confessions
Alone
Firsts: Alone Part Two When Mt. St. Helens erupted on May 18th, 1980 my world at Eastern Washington University was turned upside down, sideways and every which way but loose. I was having adventures before then, but after the eruption I erupted myself a tad.
By Gregory Dolan Dies5 years ago in Confessions
I Regret Finishing My Degree
We all do things we regret. I've done plenty. Some of what I've done I'd rather not talk about. But if I'm going to come clean about anything, it's that I wasted a lot of money on college. No. I didn't spend all night partying only to fail my classes. I was never that kind of student.
By Daniel Goldman5 years ago in Confessions
Pop, Lock, & Drop It!
"Toot that thang up mommy make it roll..." 2007. In the middle of the dance floor. Instructed by Huey himself and clad in my cutest pair of plaid shorts. Very "in" for the era, I might add. I was popping and locking. Showing everyone what my momma gave me.
By Alexandria Hall5 years ago in Confessions
The Embarrassing Tales of an Undergraduate Student
I’ve always tried to live my life with no regrets. This means that I try to balance my logical brain with following my heart. The results, so far, have led to a life full of stories that, while I think are funny, when I tell them, I watch the people I’m talking to cringe.
By Mimi Sonner5 years ago in Confessions
Low Jinks in the State of Franklin
Low Jinks in the State of Franklin Just for the record, I am an honorary citizen of the State of Franklin, bestowed on me by County Health Department Officials in Cullowhee, North Carolina, site of Western Carolina University.
By Cleve Taylor 5 years ago in Confessions
The Time I Fell Asleep in my Exam Hall (and snored).. Top Story - March 2021.
Secondary school is something of a distant memory for me now but there is one memory that I doubt I'll ever forget, no matter how much I try to. Looking back I can laugh, but it was a different story in the moment. Just over two years ago, I was 15 years old, fresh off a week long stint of musical performances as the lead in our schools 'Grease' and trying, hopelessly, to keep up with the schoolwork being thrown at me. Being thrown into a completely new friend group after my school year was split in half would've been awkward enough on its own without a gruelling rehearsal schedule for a show that ended up finishing the same week as my Christmas exams.
By Paul Heder5 years ago in Confessions