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17 comments:
Well, my story is not so much embarrassing as it is humiliating. When I was 16, I finally got up the nerve and told a guy I loved him, and he proceeded to tell me that he loved my sister. I cried...a lot.
Sad story over.
I follow this blog through my google reader, and I also "like" your Facebook page.
klknight79@charter.net.
I was showing off in front of my crush one time, and I was wearing jeans that were too big on me and they FELL OFF. I was mortified.
pinkdaddysgirl[at]msn[dot]com
I'm a follower.
pinkdaddysgirl[at]msn[dot]com
I like your FB page.
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My story is:
I was with my boyfriend and he was showing me wrestling moves (like WWF) and he asked if he could do one on me, i said sure because i trusted him, well.. he did it and in front of all his friends my shirt rode up so much my bra was showing!
trancespiderx@gmail.com
I asked my best guy friend out, he said maybe and I went around telling my friends I was dating him. He texted me two days later and said no...telling everyone it wasn't really happening was the hardest thing I had to do.
I follow this blog!
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The most horrible thing I did in the name of love was to slap a guy who was picking on my fourth grade crush, only to be shunned because it wasn't cool for girls to be stronger than boys. Yes, Tyler Perkins, I was tougher than you, and if you were okay with that I might not have spread rumors about you in grade five.
:)
-Deserae M.
I was playing soccer with a bunch of people (including my crush, but it wasn't love. Can this still count?!)
Well I wanted to show off my "skills" so I kicked the ball really hard. Too bad I kicked it straight at his groin, and he fell straight to the ground in pain.
Most embarrassing day ever. I knew then it would never work out, because I'm pretty sure that is not a memory someone wants to relive every time they see their girlfriend.
I'm a follower of this blog! (Name: Nicole L) :D
Following on Twitter (WSweetB)!!!! :D That's actually how I found you, through E. Lockhart's twitter post :D
I also twittered about it!
http://twitter.com/#!/WSweetB/status/10834996751245312
most embrassing thing I did in the name of love... carried a mistletoe a whole day so I can kiss my crush.
Oh goodness, just one? I flat out kissed a boy I was friends with but wanted to date. He was sweet and shy and backed off our friendship for a bit. When he saw I was ok and still wanted to be friends and stopped acting all doe-eyed, our friendship was fine.
Following you on Twitter
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I already follow your blog : )
This one crosses the border from embarrassing to humiliating, but I'll still share, since it was so long ago. :)
I was in the seventh grade, in 1987. (Yes, I am old. Yes, I love YA.) I had a medium-to-large-sized crush on a boy who I kind of knew was not really very nice, but when you're thirteen... ugh. So. Not-very-nice boy began to show interest in me and I was over the moon! He asked me to write him a letter that told why I liked him. So I did. I also drew -- I blush -- a picture of us dancing at the bottom. This is embarrassing enough already, right? It gets worse: twenty-four hours after I gave it to him, our entire campus was plastered with Xerox copies of it. It had all been an evil plot concocted by not-very-nice boy's purely evil buddy.
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