School
Illusion
I honestly felt I didn't fit in anywhere because people would tell me that I am delusional for reaching for the stars.What I mean for reaching for the stars was where I can get and dream ( well now people call it manifesting) what I want and get what I want. It was honestly the most irritating feeling and the most ungodly where you had people out here showing their power where they can dismantle your dreams. It was during highschool and I met this rapper who is now well known and famous . He was getting all his money and it was where I was singing to him and he broke down to me that I would never get a record deal and that I sucked. I honestly felt like shit when I stopped singing and got scared of singing where I knew, in life, it would benefit my household, it would get me to the top and recognize in my family of being an amazing singer and much more. I realize that now that I have the power now to be the best and to be just fine and just do it ( even though I have days where I feel like it won't because I'm forever in my head ,but know as well that I can make it ) I also realize that I didn't fit in because I also knew that no matter what I touched and thought it would turn into gold as well. I used to tell people this all the time even my ex's and still would get delusional,but wasn't able to prove that in their faces . I think now as I grew up it wasn't the point of doing that anymore. I felt like it wasn't the time to do that ever and to just not fit in because fitting in would be where you sound the same to people and people would not see the coolest part of yourself , your heart , mind , your kindness and most importantly your soul.
By Erica Williams5 years ago in Confessions
That One That Never Got Away
Not gonna lie saying those days were the best of my life, cause i know that best days are yet to come. College is still ahead- if this pandemic will let me see it for real in once in this life. But yes, i still got hope that college would be million times fun than school. Or is it just an excuse to miss school little less?
By Neer Bukharia5 years ago in Confessions
I Am Not Proud To Be An Alumna Of My University
I always imagined my college experience playing out like I could be the next Elle Woods or Rory Gilmore. I would run between ancient buildings where students learned from great scholars and books as big as their faces, fueled solely by coffee and a love of learning.
By Camille Prairie5 years ago in Confessions
After watching Guys and Dolls, I felt guilty.....and went in a depressed phase that it reminded me of my high school production version of Guys and Dolls
Last night, I was watching 1955 MGM classic Guys & Dolls on YouTube (it's available free on YouTube) Guys and Dolls (1955) Marlon Brando as Sky Masterson, Jean Simmons as Miss Sarah Brown, Frank Sinatra as Nathan Detroit, and Vivian Blaine as Miss Adelaide
By Gladys W. Muturi5 years ago in Confessions
You've Got The Wrong Stuff
I was about 15 years old. A sophomore in high school. Short and lanky. And very shy. I had two close friends that I hung around with. One ended up becoming my girlfriend during my senior year, while the other was my best friend Anthony since sixth grade where we bonded over The Legend of Zelda and Bruce Hornsby & The Range. But this story happened during the night of our school's Winterball Dance of 1989. And I wish that it was a story that I would forever forget. But as time marched on, I can now at least laugh without cringing at the thought.
By Will Coronel5 years ago in Confessions
Best Party Ever
Part One: The Backstory I didn't know what I was missing. Okay, I'll start off by saying that I think I'm a pretty loyal person. When I like someone, there's really nothing to worry about. I'm pretty great at just sticking around for a long time and not doing anything that might even slightly bother the person I'm with. This included going to parties. During the first half of my freshman year, I was involved in a somewhat long distance relationship (we were 45 minutes apart, but, for two people who didn't have cars, that was a lot of distance). After about a month of school, I had miraculously made a few friends and one night they invited me to go to a karaoke event. That is all they said. Of course, I reply, "Yeah sure, why not?" because wow people want to hang out with me?
By Taylor Moreau5 years ago in Confessions
Local Teacher Sprayed with Poo on First Day of School. Third Place in (No) Regrets Challenge.
Of course, we all have those moments we'd like to un-have. Like when your toddler drops his sippy cup full of juice on the sidewalk, and then you pick it up and hand it back to him, and he kicks his little legs and repeatedly screams in his underdeveloped and poorly annunciated way, "No Joos", which sounds a lot like something else. And then you realize that there are people outside staring at you, and you feel like a terrible Mother because your child is being loud and tantrummy, but then you register that they are actually all standing outside a synagogue, and it's Saturday, and everything clicks into place, and you realize the horror of what is unfolding, and you start jogging with your stroller and declare, quite loudly, "Oh, you don't want any more JUICE", as if saying it more clearly and louder will erase what has just transpired.
By sarah rosellini5 years ago in Confessions
PomPoms & Perfumed Shoes. Top Story - April 2021.
I look around my messy room with irritation as I search for my cheer shoes. My Cheer coach is really nit-picky about us dressing in very specific ways, and these shoes are part of the uniform. I gleefully shout in relief when I find the other shoe hiding under a pile of dirty clothes. I start thinking about the cheer routines we planned for today, and then my cheeks heated as I remembered that today’s basketball game would include Adam Parker, my super crush. Suddenly I check my reflection in the mirror, making sure my frizzy curls are somewhat manageable and cute. Everything looks fine, but then an odd thought hits me when I look back at those white shoes with our school colors painted on one side….
By Mycheille Norvell5 years ago in Confessions
The Bathroom
When I was in third grade I really needed to use the bathroom. Unfortunately my teacher was giving us a lecture or something and I tried raising my hand to ask to go to the bathroom but she told me no and to wait for her to finish what she was saying then I could ask again. Her lecture felt like it lasted for an hour or more and when she finally finished I raised my hand again and she finally nodded to let me go.
By Michael Figueroa5 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
