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??
It's been a while since I blogged regularly. I guess I've been going by the rule - if you don't have anything nice to say - don't say anything at all. I hate 'woe is me' type entries and for the last month or so, I've been really down and haven't had anything good to say. I think it started with the news that Aniela (my fellow expat girlfriend) was moving back to the US and was exacerbated by the incident with Wayne's cousin and the flare up of my condition (along with a general feeling of homesickness & loneliness). I was really depressed for quite a few weeks there and haven't been doing much more than going to the gym and other random things to keep me busy during the day. I haven't even worked on my web classes (in any serious way) in weeks (probably because I can't concentrate when I'm in pain - never mind get very motivated). I'm not so down anymore. Maybe it's the sunshine. Maybe it's the fact that I'...
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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