Blogtober day 29!
What I've been up to
It's been a bit of a mopey day today. I've been feeling so down about my uni work at the moment. Whilst everyone else on my course seem to be getting on with their work, I feel like I've hit a brick wall. I'm still not even sure on my dissertation topic, and most people are way into their research. I know I shouldn't be comparing my progress to others, but I'm raring to go yet I can't even decide on what I want to do it on. Every time I think of something I want to write about, the next day I convince myself I could do something better. Ugh. Third year is tough.
Today's Blogtober prompt is the time I was most embarrassed. I was thinking about this story a few weeks ago and I was confused at why I was so embarrassed by it for so long. But here we go...
I chundered at school.
Seriously? Nowadays that's just my Monday night. But this happened in year 7, first year of secondary school, and I was probably about 11 or 12. It was at my most awkward stage in my life. It didn't help that I went to this awful school (which was so close to getting shut down) filled with gangs and people that seemed 10 times the age of me (of course they were only 18).
So I threw up right in front of everyone during lunch time. Everybody was laughing and I got sent home ill for the day. Everybody thought it was so gross, and I was so scared about going back. Thinking about it now, I have no idea why it was so embarrassing. I was ill! But kids are cruel.
If you missed yesterdays post, you can read about my superstitions here.