Continuing with the theme of embarrassing moments- From 3rd to 7th grade I had a massive crush on one of my brother's best friends, Bobby. I was infatuated with him. He was 3 years older than me and I was nothing more to him than Ray's little sister, but in my eyes -he was a star. When I was 12, my friends and I went to the movies with my brother and Bobby. I couldn't believe I got to hang out with him - It was a dream come true! My friends and I primped for hours before leaving -making sure we looked just right for the big day with Bobby.
I'll never forget it - we went to see Mr. Mom with Michael Keaton. At some point during the movie, my friends got up to go to the bathroom or the snack bar and while they were gone, Bobby sat in the seat next to me. I was in shock! He leaned over to talk to me and I didn't do much more than giggle. Then, just as I was taking a sip of my soda, he put his arm around me. The shock of it made me choke on my drink and I began to cough uncontrollably. He pat me on the back to try and help and that's' when it happened -I threw up! Bobby hurtled the seats in front of us for about 3 rows to get away and I ran for the ladies room in complete and utter humiliation!
For about an hour, my friends tried to get me to come out, but I wouldn't come out and face Bobby. I didn't plan on ever coming out. I just sat there on the bathroom counter crying. My friends got fed up with trying to coax me out and left me there and a few minutes later, in came Bobby. He walked right into the ladies room and sat on the counter with me. He was really sweet. He sat there and said he was sorry for running away, it could have happened to anyone and not to be upset. He said he couldn't blame me for being embarrassed, but if he could walk into the ladies room, the least I could do was walk out with him. He gave me a little hug, took my hand and said, 'Shall we?' and we walked out together.
I think that this story has to be my all time most embarrassing moment because when you're that young, a crush like that is a really big deal and what could be more embarrassing??
I quit smoking when I moved to the UK, mainly because I promised my husband I would. I did it for him, but not because I wanted to. I enjoyed smoking. I missed it, but quit successfully for many years until I went through a stressful time and started again. My relapse lasted over a year. The whole time, I was ashamed of myself. I hated the smell. I hated how I felt, I hated the health risks and I hated my lack of willpower. I've known a few people who have tried e-cigarettes. I was a skeptic. I thought it was going from one habit to another. The people I knew that tried it, always had it and were constantly sucking on it. It seemed to me they were more addicted to it then they were cigarettes. I don't know any smokers that constantly had a cigarette in their hand. Then in January, I saw a piece about it on the BBC News. I watched with interest thinking they were going to say that they have found it to be harmful. What they said was quite the o
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I really enjoyed this story and the one below about Ashley and the police! I had a similar thing happen to me and could really relate! Great blog - keep it up!
Tina