You shouldn't have had to leave. I just don't understand the sense of entitlement and rudeness with these brats.

I always kinda feel awkward when I eat with others (I'm a normal weight, just so you know), so I prefer to eat alone. It just used to suck in the college dining hall because people would act like I was unimportant just because I wasn't in a group: taking over my table and sitting completely around me without a comment…

In many ways, looking at stuff like this, I'm glad I grew up pretty poor and the third child with an eldest brother. It meant we never could afford things like cable or fashion magazines, so my media exposure was fairly limited to things like PBS or those movies my parents liked enough to purchase. And my…

It depends on the region. I didn't encounter it until I moved to a different state, and then to a very small rural school for a year. (I'm also a 90's kid, btw.)

I've always actually been pretty good at sports. I was tallest in my class in elementary and could run like the wind. In junior high I moved to a rural school for a year where everyone hated me, and this was my first experience being picked last in gym class. Every. Day. Heck, they even chose the somewhat disliked…

I don't think I do have a very good grasp of my level of attractiveness. As the article points out, I could easily list my flaws (skin, skin, skin, skin). People close to me might compliment an outfit or a specific trait (my hair, but only to tell me after I've cut it that they liked how it used to look). But as a…

Something like this started to happen to me in a similar chatroom type situation. I was 13 at the time, and the guy started to get really creepy and pushy (over a couple of weeks, starting off just as friendly and getting weirder), wanting to know my name and my address. I kept putting him off, saying my chat ID was…

He plays D&D?! No, you can't have him, he's mine!

Yaaaaaay virgins!

My university library is doing this! They're all wrapped up like presents with the barcode on the front. I had to try a few times (they pop up on the screen at checkout and I'd already read the first three I picked up at random), but now I'm happily reading about The Real Middle Earth.

This has happened to me enough times, I don't even trust throwaway compliments. Especially not when it comes to sweaters.

I'm this way, too, for somewhat similar reasons. It's just a self-destructive cycle.

My school had a similar set-up, and I know how much it can hurt to feel left out.

Well the joke's on them because you got candy out of this!

In 7th grade, our class was divided upstairs and downstairs. During the short break period, I went down the stairs, found my crush, and in front of all of his friends, I gave him a heart-shaped box of chocolate. He stared at me in silent horror before extending his hand and wordlessly dropping my valentine into the…

At a motel once, I flipped on the tv and this movie was playing... right as the main characters were awkwardly, silently, taking off their clothes and staring at each other from across a room. It was downright painful to watch.

Uh... uh-oh. I've been pretty much living off of canned foods and frozen dinners. I just went to the grocery store and stocked my freezer.