Ugh

The fall quarter has just begun, and like I knew he would, my etching professor instructed everyone to introduce themselves, reveal their majors, and tell an embarrassing story. Of course, my mind blanked as far as the embarrassing story went... not that I don't have any, I do, but none of them are funny. Or if they are, I lack the ability to explain it in a funny way (to a classroom of almost complete strangers).

The same thing happened to me at the beginning of the summer quarter. With the same professor.

My mind raced for something to say, anything, and upon coming up with nothing, I stumbled through my name and major, then blurted to the class in a humiliated sort way, about getting plastered one night with my roommate, then being awoken the next morning by my ex boyfriend, who found me in a pile of pine needles outside of our dorms.

No one laughed. And my professor just stared at me.

The guy before me said that his whole life was an embarrassment, and that he used to be a full time cheerleader. Which wasn't true, but it was funny, and everyone laughed. Including the professor, who then joked with him about it paying for his "liberal arts lifestyle".

The professor decided to change the story we had to tell to "Most memorable moment".

I suck.