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Recently I’ve been asked on several occasions what up until this moment in my life has been my most embarrassing moment, and to my dismay, the only thing that I could think of is, “ I’m not sure.” Now I know what you’re thinking, “ this girl is completely unimaginative. “ or “ how lazy can someone be? Everyone has a most embarrassing moment”. And it isn’t that I don’t have one, believe me I have many, it’s the fact that I wouldn’t be able to narrow my lovely array of embarrassing moments to just one. In fact, I’m going to give you the honor of hearing, in their entirety my most embarrassing moments, starting as early as I can remember, in all of their glory, nothing left out, here they are.
Most Embarrassing Moment #1
I was eleven and had just encountered the worst stomachache of my life. I was sitting outside talking to a neighborhood boy when I realized there was something wet between my thighs. I quickly turned bright red, thinking that maybe I had peed my pants and not known it, so I told him that I had to leave, and ran up the driveway to my house. When I got to my house I went into the bathroom closed the door and sat down on the toilet, to my surprise there wasn’t pee there, instead there was a gross light red liquid in my panties. Earlier that year the students at Belmont Elementary had gotten the puberty speech, so I had some idea as to what was going on. I had received my period! Well I had to tell my mother. I went up to my mom, told her what happened and she was horrified. She made me sit back down on the toilet and she called the doctor’s office to make sure it wasn’t a fluke and that girl’s my own age were experiencing their period that young. The doctor confirmed this, and my mom was relieved. Twenty minutes later I was allowed to get off of the toilet, and given my first pad. (The most uncomfortable thing in my entire life.) That afternoon we were supposed to go swimming at the lake with my mom’s friend’s kids. Now I didn’t know how I was supposed to go about swimming while having your period, and I was too embarrassed to ask. So I asked my friend. She said I was supposed to use something called a tampon, and that she would get me one. Once I received the magical tampon that allowed me to go swimming while having my period I went immediately into the bathroom and proceeded to pretend how to use it. Needless to say I got frustrated, threw it away and attempted swimming without it. Big mistake, my period got heavier, and there I was bleeding like a stuck pig on the beach. My mom grabbed me up in a towel, threw me in the car, tears and all and drove me home. When we arrived home my father was there, and I couldn’t even look at him. I knew my mom had told him about my period, and I was just too embarrassed by it. I was no longer daddy’s “little girl”.
Most Embarrassing Moment # 2
It was a cold January morning. I was running late for school, and I knew that if I didn’t hurry I was going to miss the school bus. I rode the bus to school every morning, along with a bunch of middle school and high school kids, the bus was packed, I had to fight for a seat. Getting on the bus was a chore within itself. I was the last stop on an incredibly long bus route; I swear our bus at points during the school year was above maximum capacity. Now getting on in the morning was a horror show for a twelve-year-old sixth grader, I had to get on the bus, scan quickly the seating arrangements, and pick the safest seat. By safest I mean the closest to the front, where kids usually didn’t sit, and I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about trying to push in the wrong kid. This morning was different, I was late, and not at the bus stop when I should have been, which forced me to run down our incredibly steep driveway, which was entirely covered in ice, and slip and fall right underneath the parked bus at the bottom of our nice little hill. I laid under the bus for what felt like eternity, I had hit my head but the overwhelming feeling of embarrassment drowned the pain out. My face was turning bright red, my stomach nauseas, and I wanted to die. I finally crawled out from underneath the bus and climbed the stairs to what felt like hell, littered with children’s laughter. I had even caught a glimpse of the bus driver laughing at me. I shook my head a slunk into the nearest seat to the door; it would make for the quickest get away. When we finally got to the school I jumped out of my seat and headed for the door, just as I was about to step down I was quickly pulled back by the bus driver, and told to take a seat. I was asked to fill out an accident report, and made to stay on the bus for another 15 minutes. The paper work wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t for the fact that I had to watch every single one of my bus mates walk past me, laughing, pointing, cracking jokes, while I sat there helpless. The bus ride to school would never be the same again.
Most Embarrassing Moment # 3
As if eighth grade isn't hard enough, boys made it worse. It was fall and in the middle of soccer season. I had my soccer bag shoved into my locker, leaving little to no room for my books. Now within my soccer bag were tampons, and panty liners (i always kept them there, because like a girl knows you never know when you're friend may arrive). I normally never let anyone go through my locker, and for some reason this afternoon I made the fatal mistake of letting a boy check something out within my secret domain. After third period I came out of the classroom and to my dismay my tampons and panty liners were littered across the floor and a wonderful note attached to my locker, "Dawn's having her period." While the statement was wrong it was just as devastating. I remember trying to clean up the mess before anyone saw, not very likely. Needless to say I found myself in the middle of that eighth grade hallway cleaning up my femine products while people laughed and pointed at me. Thank god for friends, because I seriously could have died that day.
Most Embarassing Moment #4
Freshman year of college, I wasn't exactly used to the whole having two female roomates thing yet, & I was always getting sick. Now being sick in a room with two other females isn't the best time, mix in three girls having their periods, plus the flu, & you've got a recipe for disaster. One morning, after a night of binge drinking & being extremely sick with the flu I left our empty room ( the roomies had gone to class ) & went to the showers. While in the shower I got extremely light headed & dizzy, I ended up falling mid shave, & cut my leg. Now i'm not talking a little nick, I'm talking a huge gash, I could have died from blood loss type cut. So I quickly caught myself, recovered from my stumble, shut the shower off, placed my hair towel over my leg & hobbled down the hallway. Now my nieve self still figured that there was no one in my room, so I immediately dropped my body towel to the floor, & ran around my room looking for anything that I could get my hands on to stop the bleeding of my leg. I finally find another towel in the corner that is my roomates, I place it over my leg & sit down the the bottom bunk ( which is not mine ) naked. I then here a rustle from up above me & my roomate Jen pokes her head down. Yes, she had just seen eerything. But being the nice roomate that she is she just rolled over and pretended like nothing had happened. I felt like a complete and utter idiot. How does a 20 year old female cut herself like that in the shower, then come back to her room assuming that no one is there & jumps around naked like a wild animal? Thinking about this moment in my life still brings back that humiliating feeling. I'm so thankful that she had never brought up the situation, & up until this time we were the only two who knew.
Most Embarassing Moment #5
I was a party, it was homecoming, ( i do believe, or maybe it was spring fling?) at any rate i went to plymouth state, & either of these two events is major, and by major i mean major binge drinking. So in true psu fashion i started boozin' in my room with my bestfriend. We were drinking wine spritzers ( soon to become a drink of choice, to get me through class ) in my room, pre-gaming before the party. This was a bad idea within itself, if i had known what laid out before me i needed no pre-gaming. So around 9:00 PM we headed out to our favorite party spot, apt. 92. When we got there people were doing shots, funnels and playing beruit. Well i signed my friend and i up for some beruit. We had mike's hard lemonade and intended on playing with that until someone gave us the bright idea to play with grain alcohol and gatorade. BRILLIANT! sign me up! So we played. This deadly concoction left me drooling and in a chair with a garbage bag across my chest after two games. I had to be walked back to my dorm room being held up by my bestfriend and one of the guys from the apartment. I don't remember the walk home, but I guess i made random comments about streetlights, and such. I was apparently changed into my pj's and hoisted up into my top bunk. No idea how i made it there. There was then a party in my dorm room. People were fucking with me, poking, proding. I don't remember any of this. I woke up the next morning, hungover and feeling like death to kids scattered all over my floor. I was horrified. Who were these people? How did they get here? And why the fuck was i in my pj's? I looked across the room to find my bestfriend in my roomates bunk, I yelled to her, she laughed at me and explained the prior's night's events. I had the worst hangover, but continued to drink through it. Afterall it was homecoming? ( or spring fling.....hahah) But note to self. No more beruit and grain alcohol. It's a horrible combination. |
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