Some Embarrassing Moments

Most people know that I am one of the most embarassing people ever.

So I thought that I would share of my most embarrassing moments of my life with you all. You're welcome.

1. When I was a freshman in high school, I had fruit loops for breakfast. I am sitting in my first period math class and I start to get really nauseous. I begin to sweat pretty visibly. It was very attractive. Instead of getting up and going to bathroom like a normal person, I just sat there. And audibly gagged. Everyone in the class looked at me as I ran away, hiding in the bathroom. I went home that day. And threw up rainbows.
2. Fifth grade was an interesting year for me. I got sick a lot. And I was obsessed with Genghis Khan too. So that made me really cool. For a class project, we got to make historical puppets and then do a puppet show with them. In Art, we made the puppets. It was then that I realized that I am hopeless with crafts. I burned myself on the hot glue gun like no one's business. But I finished Mr. Khan. He looked pretty sweet. Had a lot of yarn hair. Well, the performance night came and I was supes sick. I had lost my voice but I was determined to perform. So we start the little Hun play and it gets to my first line. I try to speak but what came out sounded more like "ABEJALKFAL." Everyone laughed. I got sad. Y'all are rude.
3. This one is real gross. So you can skip it if you want. Once, I pooped myself. At a pool. On a diving board. Don't worry, I was a child. I'm not that gross.
4. I am really shy. Yeah, you don't think so. But I am. In 8th grade, I was the only one who tried out for a choir solo, so I got it. Boom. Magic. At the choir concert, it was my solo and I stepped to the front of the stage and forgot the words. Worst part was that it was for Newsies and I frickin' love the Newsies. So that was great.
5. When I cheered for DC Dolphins, we had a game at some field in Founders. Well, I didn't know it, but I had stepped in dog poo. Everyone was all, "What is that smell? Ewww." I had no idea that it was coming from the crap on my shoe. My life.
6. My last story of this blog will be a boring one. Again, you're welcome. In 9th grade, I had a really cool foot surgery. A chunk of bone was removed from my big toe. Holler. So I am crutching around school, my crutch slipped out from under me (because it was, you know, snowy) and I ate it. Smacked my foot on the floor. Some butt face girls behind me laughed. Shoulda smacked them with my crutches. I cried. And that was it. Spent a few days in a wheelchair because I hated my life.

My life is so weird.