BBV Confession Thread 2012(Email your confessions to addy in post #46)

[Shelldonahue]

After such a successful BBV confession thread started by lucky_scrote I figured I'd start a new one since the old thread is dead.

The old thread can be found here: http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/54...2009-a-440884/

Rules are, send any confessional you want, but anything REALLY explicit or blatant levels are not going to get posted. You can create a fake e-mail address if you want. If what you are posting is pretty illegal, I suggest creating a fake e-mail just in case.

The e-mail to send to is: bbvconfess11@hotmail.com

Now get sending and make this thread as good as the last one!

[omnishakira]

I kiss my gf tits for luck b4 going to the casino

[Shelldonahue]

1st email! Hopefully more to come!

Gregger the bed wetter.

I am considered a pariah in the human race. I have never been able to control my bladder. I am 20 years old, a sophmore in college, and I cannot sleep in a bed without pissing myself. About 5 times a week I will wet the bed. Luckily for myself I live in my own dorm after a much embarrassing conversation.

I have never slept over any of my friends houses growing up except for one family who was basically like my second family. I never went on any school overnight field trips without my parents coming.

I have tried many medications and sleeping techniques to try and control my bladder when I fall asleep. None have worked except for not drinking for 2 days... My doctor has not given up on me and I am going to be taking a trial of some promising medicine and a possible surgery that should help me.

I have only slept with one girl in my life. She was my girlfriend for 3 months as a freshman in college. She was very traditional. We didn't even kiss until we were going out for 2 weeks. I really liked her so I decided I could control the "dog" for a month or two.

We had sex for the first time three weeks before we broke up. It was very forced and uncomfortable for both of us. We were in the back of my car after a date. She banged her head on the top of the car a dozen times. We switched positions and I had the worst cramp in my calf that I have ever experienced. After that night we did not have sex for another three weeks.

I came into my GF's apartment after a late night of partying. I was pretty drunk (Drinking after 2pm is an automatic bed wetting for me). Me and my girlfriend were making out on her bed. I laid on top of her and worked my way down from her mouth to her skirt which I promptly took off. After an hour of plowing her senseless I fell asleep spooning her...

I woke up at 5am to my GF screaming. She was yelling at me to "Get the **** out!" Her other roommate, a classmate of mine, woke up and was wondering what the commotion was. I, of course, pissed myself while I was spooning. I told her I was sorry and that it was because of the drinking. Her night gown was soaking wet from the waist down. Her comforter and sheets, which were made of silk and worth a thousand dollars at least, were also drenched and smelt awful. I left her apartment with my GF calling me a ****ing baby and the girl in my home room as loser.

At my college I still have some of my friends from high school and some of the more sensitive ones. The rest of my classmates call me "Gregger the bed wetter." How ****ing mature, right?

[sleepyman]

^no effin way

[Rusemandingo]

Just take a piss before bed you freak.

lol at her calling you a ****ing baby

[absolutefish]

Wow, I think she was the one.

What a lovely girl.

[Shelldonahue]

And I thought I was crazy in middle school...

When I was 13 I went on a rampage.

I was thoroughly bored at school and decided with a friend we'd just go mental for an afternoon when everyone else was playing sport.

First off we started in our common room. We ripped up paper, kicked in 20 or so lockers, smashed up somebody's N64 and took a dump in someone's bag.

We then moved on to the changing rooms. We found a hockey stick and broke about 4 showers and lockers, then found a lighter and burnt a load of clothes people had left behind. Just as we were finishing we found some ping-pong bats and threw them at the windows after we'd ripped them apart. I ended up smashing 4 windows in all.

We then went down to an old block where people taught music. There was this old room at the back of it where they kept a load of crap like wooden boards, paint etc. We ended up throwing about 20 litres of paint all around the room and then destroying at least 4 random tables which were in there.

We then finally returned to the common room where I found a stanley knife (craft knife) and slashed my initials into someone's briefcase. (Genius).

Apparently my knife skills are so terrible, however, no-one could work out what it said and I got away scott-free with all of it.

My soul is somewhat lighter now. I have made my peace.

The school announced they were investigating the next day, and estimated the total damage at close to $4,000.

Send me your stories at: bbvconfess11@hotmail.com

[sleepyman]

shocked neither of you got nervous and ratted each other out

[Tryst_]

I haz a man crush on NMHU.

Spoiler:

This site is a fun read btw - http://www.shi* tystories.com/

Spoiler:

- NMHU.

[caspermatic]

I "checked out" of my senior year of high school once I got accepted to college just like pretty much everybody else. My calc teacher was an Iranian woman on a work visa. Early in the year, she turned off live coverage of September 11th and insisted we go on with the lesson. Not that we needed extra reason to be interested in what was going on that day, but this was in an NYC suburb so we had parents/friends/etc. in the city. So I had it out for this woman, with at least some reason for it.

For the entire year, I interrupted pretty much everything she said with stupid comments, had conversations with friends sitting across the room during class, taught "alternate lessons" on the side blackboard (i.e. played hangman with the class guessing letters) and just otherwise walked all over this woman and made her life a living hell. I felt kind of bad about it as I was doing it because she was pretty nice, but I was a jackass regardless.

One day about 2/3 of the way through the term, another teacher who I knew pretty well sat in on the class to evaluate her. I don't know if this is a normal thing in Iran or other parts of the world, but that day to start the lesson she went through the class alphabetically and told each student, in front of the whole class, how he/she was doing. Of course, I was failing. For the rest of the class, I repeatedly raised my hand and asked "Why am I failing?" This probably happened 10 times, and for some reason she kept calling on me. The class, or at least my buddies in the class, found this increasingly hilarious every time it happened and the class was just chaos. I let her get about 30 seconds through the hour-long lesson.

About a week later, also in front of the entire class, she showed me the evaluation that she had received. Obviously, it focused on the fact that she had no control over the class and how one student repeatedly asked why he was failing. As a result, my school would not be bringing her back the next year and because of the terms of her work visa she would have to go back to Iran (no idea how work visas work so I can't confirm that this actually happened, but this is what she told the class).

I turned in a year's worth of late assignments on the last day and got a B+ in the class.

[gimmetheloot]

Originally Posted by caspermatic

I "checked out" of my senior year of high school once I got accepted to college just like pretty much everybody else. My calc teacher was an Iranian woman on a work visa. Early in the year, she turned off live coverage of September 11th and insisted we go on with the lesson. Not that we needed extra reason to be interested in what was going on that day, but this was in an NYC suburb so we had parents/friends/etc. in the city. So I had it out for this woman, with at least some reason for it.

For the entire year, I interrupted pretty much everything she said with stupid comments, had conversations with friends sitting across the room during class, taught "alternate lessons" on the side blackboard (i.e. played hangman with the class guessing letters) and just otherwise walked all over this woman and made her life a living hell. I felt kind of bad about it as I was doing it because she was pretty nice, but I was a jackass regardless.

One day about 2/3 of the way through the term, another teacher who I knew pretty well sat in on the class to evaluate her. I don't know if this is a normal thing in Iran or other parts of the world, but that day to start the lesson she went through the class alphabetically and told each student, in front of the whole class, how he/she was doing. Of course, I was failing. For the rest of the class, I repeatedly raised my hand and asked "Why am I failing?" This probably happened 10 times, and for some reason she kept calling on me. The class, or at least my buddies in the class, found this increasingly hilarious every time it happened and the class was just chaos. I let her get about 30 seconds through the hour-long lesson.

About a week later, also in front of the entire class, she showed me the evaluation that she had received. Obviously, it focused on the fact that she had no control over the class and how one student repeatedly asked why he was failing. As a result, my school would not be bringing her back the next year and because of the terms of her work visa she would have to go back to Iran (no idea how work visas work so I can't confirm that this actually happened, but this is what she told the class).

I turned in a year's worth of late assignments on the last day and got a B+ in the class.

do not believe. Teacher would hate you and just say they were overdue and fail you

[caspermatic]

Originally Posted by gimmetheloot

do not believe. Teacher would hate you and just say they were overdue and fail you

Rules of the class (and most of my classes in high school) were that late work could be handed in up until the end of the year with some penalty. Obviously, if your goal is to teach students, it makes sense to give them incentive to do the work even if they missed the original deadline.

Not sure why I care if you believe it, but for some reason I do.

[sleepyman]

may have happened but definitely not in the way you said, very little of it makes sense

[caspermatic]

Originally Posted by sleepyman

may have happened but definitely not in the way you said, very little of it makes sense

Like I said, I don't know if not getting tenure as a high school teacher really leads to a work visa being revoked. Other than that what doesn't make sense?

[Rusemandingo]

He visa was probably revoked cause shes was middle eastern and 9/11 just happened.