So I guess I should dive into the purpose of this blog, since it will define this entire page. The meaning is simple; I have always wanted to write a blog where I stay anonymous and write everything and everything. This includes any disgusting body problems I may have, all embarrassing moments, bitching, and my inner most thoughts. To prove how serious I am, I will use my first post to describe one of, if not the, most embarrassing moments of my existence.
First day of College:
In my early twenties I developed IBS. Irritable bowel syndrome always used to be this disgusting idea to me, until I experienced it. It is most common for women in their 20's to get IBS, and I was one of the lucky ones (sarcasm, expect this often). Well, before I knew it was IBS, I was going to the doctors often and getting a lot of tests done to figure out why I was sick all the time. Still not knowing that all I really needed was fiber to feel better, I went to my first day at a state university, full of anxiety. The thing about anxiety is that it only upsets my stomach more. I get to campus, find the building I am supposed to be in, then walk into my classroom. I pick up a syllabus and continue to sit down. Looking back and forth from the syllabus to the projector it became evidently clear that I was in the wrong classroom. So, in front of a hundred some students, I stand back up and walk out, and begin to run to the women's bathroom. As awesome as it is to have diarrhea in the middle of a very busy bathroom, it can only get better. While sitting on the toilet with my ass puking, I begin texting a friend on how horrible my experience is at that moment. You know, trying to find comfort for my ass peeing via text message. Oh and what comfort I did find!(again, sarcasm) I proceeded to drop my cell phone, which went sliding out into the middle of the bathroom. Did anyone pick this up for me? Hand it to me? No. Not a one. I continued to be obvious to a bathroom full of people, and as soon as I knew I had a few minutes before it would begin again, I ran out, grabbed my phone in front of a line of girls, then back into the stall I went.
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