‘Always up for a challenge, I booked myself into a taxidermy class. But the night before, I got really drunk and my hangover kicked in while eating lunch next to a half-stuffed dead rat. I threw up in the toilet, then left.’ – VANESSA, 29
‘I used to be in my school choir, and we’d do dance routines in the interludes.
I had good moves, so I was selected for the front row. Unbeknown to me, my trousers ripped in the middle of a cancan and my short shorts were revealed to everyone. I spent a lot of time at the back after that.’ – MATTEO, 24
‘One night in college, I hooked up with this guy and borrowed his jacket.
The next day, he texted me and asked to come pick it up, so I waited at my door. It was dark, but I thought I saw him, so I yelled, “Here’s your jacket!” It turned out to be a random guy – the boy I’d hooked up with was around three metres behind him and had seen the whole painful interaction.’ – CAROLINE, 21