#9 - My Most Embarrassing Moment
Seeing as the day has already passed, I'm not going to bother doing #8 (show your day in pictures through taking one every hour) and I'm skipping it onto #9. While this may not be the most embarrassing moment I've experienced to date, it is definitely up there.
This was waaaaaaay back in elementary school, probably around grade four or five. There was a group of grade sixes or sevens and for some reason I was racing against one of them. I don't recall if I was simply being an obnoxious twat or if they were the ones who had initiated the challenge, but the end result was that I lost pretty badly.
Once I finished the lap around the park (Rupert Park, for anybody who went to my elementary school) I collapsed onto the floor and started breathing heavily. The older kids were grouped together and laughing and smiling (I'm sure that they had no bad intentions) and I remember thinking that one of the girls was pretty. My young self thought that somehow they knew what I was thinking and were laughing about it and... well yeah, that's pretty much my most embarrassing moment.
tl;dr: raced against an older kid and lost badly, they started laughing and smiling (no bad intentions) and I thought they could read my mind and were laughing at me
Really Short Stories
A few days ago my friend suggested that I start up writing again. However I know better, and that I will quit and leave a story hanging again. This means that I will not be writing anything of substantial length, but I hope that the great world of stories will be willing to give me another chance.
My idea is inspired from the one sentence stories (example: "Today I washed my mother's hair for the first time."). They're short, clever, and impactful. I might consider writing a really short short story, something the length of a few paragraphs. I'm also interested in trying out one sentence stories, as the more I read, the more I become intrigued with them.
Goodbye Gorgeous
I don't how you keep up your looks [insert name]! I've tried everything but I just can't seem to generate the same results as you /: There's a fairy tale about people having their looks handed right down from heaven, and now that you're here I'm having a hard time not believing in it.
Enough of that >.< In all seriousness though, you are great for reading this post. Check in with me next time? ^^ Maybe we could go for some coffee... I'm actually feeling decent right now, but not enough so that I would be a 9 (which means that I am, once again, an 8). Now scurry off and resume what you were doing before.
"I attribute my success to this - I never gave or took any excuse." - Florence Nightingale
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