Guilty, God, so guilty
Once when I was fourteen and fancied myself a super rebellious rebel, I was caught during Maths class texting under the table (I know, out of control).

Ah shit I think, not wanting my precious, precious cell phone taken off me, what excuse should make its way out of my mouth?

'Oh sorry Miss I was texting my mum- my sister's in hospital.' Despite the utter crapness of this lie (why would I TEXT my mum under such circumstances?) my teacher immediatly switched to being sympathetic and concerned. 'Yay! Phone is safe! Now I can continue texting the friends I am going to see in twenty minutes at lunch anyway pointless fourteen year old crap!'

As if telling lies like that isn't bad enough, I later found out the reason for my teacher's genuine concern:

All four of her siblings had died from cystic fibrosis.



I would trade the phone's confiscation in a heartbeat for the guilt and awfulness I now feel every time I remember this incident- four years on and counting and it still makes me want to cry.
(Mr._F is not actually a man- this username is a lie!, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 19:53, 3 replies)

That...
is a gloriously terrible thing to do.

I feel worse though - I laughed. :(
I feel ashamed too.

Why was this not in CRINGE by the way????
(Poppet some assembly required., Sat 13 Dec 2008, 21:53, closed)

It was truly, truly awful.
I feel so bad about it that it transcends cringe, really.

Also I didn't remember it in time to wack it in... both are valid, valid reasons.
(Mr._F is not actually a man- this username is a lie!, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 1:23, closed)

true enough
*blush*
It made me giggle for quite a while though.

it's more on par with "please let the earth open and swallow me up now before I spontaneously combust of shame"
(Poppet some assembly required., Sun 14 Dec 2008, 11:58, closed)