Humiliating moments

Humiliating moments
SEVENTEEN MAGAZINE
FRESHMAN DISORIENTATION
& quot;I was a little late for the first class of my communications seminar. I noticed the people in the lecture hall were giving me [in my pink skirt and Dior sunglasses] really funny looks as they started pulling out their laptops and fancy calculators. But I didn't pay much attention to them. Then the TA handed me a syllabus, and I realized I had walked into an advanced engineering class! My communications class had been moved to another room, but I had failed to notice. I couldn't decide whether to leave and give everyone who'd been staring at me the satisfaction of knowing I'd screwed up, or to just stay and pretend I was right. In the end, I couldn't bear to sit through such a boring class, so I sneaked out as quietly as I could. & quot;
DON'T STAIR
& quot;I was having a great time at our first party on campus after the summer. I was so happy to see my friends, whom I hadn't seen in almost three months! But I got a little too excited, because as I waved to someone from the top of a flight of stairs, I lost my balance and tumbled all the way down to the bottom. I got so banged up, I had to be taken home. The next morning, the large blue and purple bruises up and down my legs were so horrible, my friends and I took pictures! & quot;