Definitely, that was the worst feeling. Only a handful of particular bad memories stand out though. The rest are kind of blurred together. During 12th grade English class my teacher asked every student to read some of a book going in the order we were seated. Knowing when I would have to read made it worse than if I was just randomly called on. The reading itself was painful too. I was having a lot of blocks that day and I could really feel everybody's eyes on me as I hit each block. At least it's water under the bridge now, but dang that was a rough day.