To My Embarrassment

This was just a story that came to mind. The ink thing really happened to me. Ugh! It was horrible. I felt so embarrassed, I went home and hid under a rock till my mother called: Dinner!

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Ugh! Talk about embarrassment. I have always known that I couldn’t get through the day without embarrassing myself at least once, but today was worst of all days. Not only did I manage to humiliate myself, I also managed to wreck my high school rep in till I graduate.

In the cafe, I spilt orange soda all over my best friend, Emilie. She was mad, I could tell, but she just said: “Oh, it’s okay Rachael, I have a change of clothes in my locker.” We both know that it was her gym change, so I also ending up ruining her day as well. I mean who wants to sit in smelly gym sweats all day. I am glad that Em is a good friend who doesn't mind my clumsy behavior.

Did I mention yet that I managed to get frog guts all over my cute biology partner? Yes, Madison, the same boy I’ve been crushing on since sixth grade. He seemed not as forgiving as Emilie.

“Gross Rachael, you spilt frog all over me. You’ve got to be the worst bio partner ever,” he exclaimed. The whole class stare past him at me. My face went red. I guess it would be a bad time to ask him on a study date.

In English my pen exploded all over my hands. I didn’t realize that I rubbed my hands all over my face. I think I walked around for about an hour before I figured out that everybody was staring at me. I spent History in the bathroom washing the ink off my face, hands, and clothes. After this I knew that whatever was coming next that it won’t be has bad as the stuff that happened to me already. Or so I thought.

Last block was Trig. “Ah,” I let out a sigh, nothing happen last block in Socials. This could be a good sign. I had this class with Emilie. She walked in, still in the gym sweats. I sank in my seat. I still felt horrible. She sat next to me.

“I hope you don’t have a beverage with you,” she joked, "I'd run out of clothes." I faked a smile, trying to hide my embarrassment. Emilie had a great sense of humour and the intentions to make horrible situations better, but I wish she would let me wallow in my own self pity.

Ooh! Ooh! Pick Me!

I am pretty friendly and as a general rule don't bite (who might not know what diseases you might have .) - I have the memory of a goldfish - no seriously, I'm lucky most days to even remember my name - this is not due to any substances I have partaken in since I don't do drugs- I am probably the most open-minded person you will ever meet - while I do not indulge in most of the vices out there, I am certainly able to UNDERSTAND most of them - I'm a HUGE dreamer - this is something to keep in mind ANYTIME you want to talk to me about any sort of writing - I tend to think the best of people most of the time - I have a LOT of creativity that tends to just pour out every time I try to do things - I write, I draw, I sing, I make clothes, I knit. . . but mostly I just WRITE - here lately.

ABOUT MY JOURNAL:

My journal is just a place where everything gets dumped - I write there when I feel up to it - USUALLY it's just updates on my life - a lot of my dreams here lately have been vivid enough for me to remember, so those are sprinkled in there - every now and then, you can find some of my free writes in there.

WHAT I WRITE:

I write almost exclusively general fiction. Just random stories inspired by friends and family, but mostly me and just plain imagination.

WHAT I DON'T WRITE:

I don't write erotica - generally speaking I don't write fan fiction (every now and then I can come up with a very brief exchange between a couple of random characters, but that's kind of the best I can do) - I don't write suspense/thrillers - I don't write ghost stories - most of my stuff is also not so much for the little ones.

COULD I EDIT SOMEONE'S WORK?

Generally speaking, yes - I have a VERY firm grasp of the English language, and when I'm not posting just some casual writing, I am VERY MUCH a grammar Nazi (capitals, punctuation, spelling) - I'm also really good about letting you know if the feeling you're trying to convey isn't really getting across.