Most awkward moment for me in 9th grade

[NormannTheDoorman]

Our English teacher would make us write stories or answer questions with an in depth answer.

One day the question was,

How do you show your love to someone. And what is love (Baby don't hurt me)



I figured since she would check it next week I would just put something short.

Giving someone a hug is how you can show love.
Warm fuzzy feelings is how I describe love.


Moments later I am asked to tell the class what I wrote on paper.


My goodness that was terrible.

 

[Back2Basics]

i am an ENTP so most of my awkward moments occurred the days i trolled teachers and got kicked out of class/yelled at infront of my classmates.

but then i would use that to leverage talking to girls, i would go up to girls after class asking what i missed and gain sympathy b/c the girls never realized what i was doing to the teacher- they just thought i was being treated unfairly

actually ** most embarrassing times in school were when i would get into fights and then come back to school and everyone is putting a lot of attention on the fights/drama. I wasn't a fan

 

[Starswirl]

i am an ENTP so most of my awkward moments occurred the days i trolled teachers and got kicked out of class/yelled at infront of my classmates.

but then i would use that to leverage talking to girls, i would go up to girls after class asking what i missed and gain sympathy b/c the girls never realized what i was doing to the teacher- they just thought i was being treated unfairly

That, ladies and gentlemen, is what fundamentally separates INTPs and ENTPs. Both types are prone to trolling, but ENTPs get the girls from it somehow.

As for most awkward moments...well, my worst moments from grade school may have been from 8th grade gym. *Shudder*

I take that back. Worst moment came when I realized that girls can fairly easily notice when I'm staring at them. Of course, I would also learn that not looking at girls to avoid the first issue is also bad...

 

[Double_V]

Our English teacher would make us write stories or answer questions with an in depth answer.

One day the question was,

How do you show your love to someone. And what is love (Baby don't hurt me)



I figured since she would check it next week I would just put something short.

Giving someone a hug is how you can show love.
Warm fuzzy feelings is how I describe love.


Moments later I am asked to tell the class what I wrote on paper.


My goodness that was terrible.

I came to my english lit class w/o my homework. When asked for it I explained "My dog ate it". I took a lot scrutiny for such a lame excuse. The benevolent teacher told me if brought it in the next day he'd be kind enough to give me 75% of the grade.

The next day I walked into class with a brown paper bag. In it was all the chewed up pieces of my text book, and the paper I'd written. The teacher looked in the bag, looked up and said "You get an A+".

ENTP

 

[Jennywocky]

I came to my english lit class w/o my homework. When asked for it I explained "My dog ate it". I took a lot scrutiny for such a lame excuse. The benevolent teacher told me if brought it in the next day he'd be kind enough to give me 75% of the grade.

The next day I walked into class with a brown paper bag. In it was all the chewed up pieces of my text book, and the paper I'd written. The teacher looked in the bag, looked up and said "You get an A+".

ENTP

That's beautiful....

... especially if you were lying the first time and went to the trouble of finding a dog (or little sister) to chew it all up after the fact.

But either way is good.

 

[Cavallier]

When the boys in my Earth Sciences Class waited till the teacher had left the room and then threw the coins in their pockets at me one at a time. They gave each other higher scores for hitting my breasts or crotch. When I got a bloody lip from a quarter I bolted from the room.

After that, for self preservation I left room when the teacher did. Finally, by the end of that year I had learned to throw punches.

 

[Double_V]

That's beautiful....

... especially if you were lying the first time and went to the trouble of finding a dog (or little sister) to chew it all up after the fact.

But either way is good.

And there's the rub for an ENTP. It's an unfortunate side effect of having Captain Jack Sparrow syndrome: "Do you think he plans it all out, or just makes it up as he goes along?".

I always make it a point to tell the truth, or at least not tell a lie.

The dog really did do it.

 

[Cavallier]

^Cosmic Luck. After having grown up with an ENTP I think it's one part planning, one part making it up as you go along, and one part sheer cosmic luck.

 

[EyeSeeCold]

When the boys in my Earth Sciences Class waited till the teacher had left the room and then threw the coins in their pockets at me one at a time. They gave each other higher scores for hitting my breasts or crotch. When I got a bloody lip from a quarter I bolted from the room.

After that, for self preservation I left room when the teacher did. Finally, by the end of that year I had learned to throw punches.

Wow, that's crazy.