SentientPotato wrote:
kraftiekortie wrote:
I was a little "late" when it came to puberty. For some reason, though, I wasn't self-conscious. I knew that puberty would come eventually.
My voice changed in two months when I was 14.
I was 14 as well when mine changed.
IsabellaLinton wrote:
SentientPotato wrote:
I once got detention for calling a teacher a specific thing after hearing it from another student, thinking it was something harmless only to find out after the fact that it was something terrible.
Throughout elementary school, wetting myself during class happened from time to time, because I was too nervous to go up to the teacher to be excused to go to the bathroom.
I used to have a terrible habit of not writing down my homework assignments, because in my head everyone else just remembered them and I should be able to as well, which would always lead to me ending up at home with no clue on if I needed to do something or not.
1?
Correct. It was actually another student and not a teacher that my comment was directed at. And it's a word I dare not repeat since it's a slur of all things, a fact made worse that I just so happened to repeat it to a kid that could be offended by it.
1. I called my teacher a dog when I was 14. She heard me and pulled me into the hallway where she started crying, and telling me how depressed she was. She was going through a divorce. I started crying too because I felt so badly about calling her a dog. I hadn't meant "dog" as an insult. I mean that she was loyal and energetic like a dog. She didn't believe me so I felt terrible.
2. When I was seven I stole a box of pushpins from my teacher, buried them in mud outdoors, rescued them and gave them back to her. I told her that someone else had stolen her pushpins and put them in a puddle, but I had retrieved them on her behalf. I expected a pat on the head and a lot of appreciation. That's why I did the whole stunt. My teacher told me to throw them away and didn't even care. Then she said "How did you know they were even my pushpins, if they were in the mud?" Ooops.
3. When I was 14 I called my teacher a b****, hoping to be kept after school so that I could cry and get some attention from her. I thought it might initiate a lasting communication. It didn't work as she sent me home and didn't offer to speak with me alone.
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