What we do when we THINK we are alone...
I finally found my most embarasing moment! you know the kind, when you're at summer camp and everyone has one thats funny but not soooo bad. I found mine.
heres the storyline; so my mom is away for the entire weekend helping my uncle build his second house. My brother was supposed to be at his friend Steven's house. which leaves me, you guessed it, all alone. To be honest its a great feeling but it wares off within a few hours. (Dirty Dancing Havanna Nights yay! maybe not so much thanks u guys) so anyways I finally reach the acclimation point, where I don't feel like someone is watching me; my comfort zone. I go for an incredible run, then I come home. I needed to do laundry so when I shoved my clothes in the wash I said what the hell and decided to wash the clothes that I was wearing too. As I am walking up the stairs in my underware and a sports bra the door opens and my brother walks in with like 8 of his friends. (I would go crawl in a corner and die now except for I think I saved myself) I sprinted up the stairs as the door was opening so they probably missed me because of the odd angle to the staircase, I hope. I came down a minuete later all calm and my brother was just like "why'd u run up the stairs" I calmly lied by saying that I looked at the time on this clock in our house that recently broke and panicked so I ran up to take my shower so I wouldn't be late to meet my friends. so I think just maybe this isn't the end of my life. haha holy crap words of wisdom, never let your guard down and walking anywhere naked or partially so is just asking for trouble. haha
heres the storyline; so my mom is away for the entire weekend helping my uncle build his second house. My brother was supposed to be at his friend Steven's house. which leaves me, you guessed it, all alone. To be honest its a great feeling but it wares off within a few hours. (Dirty Dancing Havanna Nights yay! maybe not so much thanks u guys) so anyways I finally reach the acclimation point, where I don't feel like someone is watching me; my comfort zone. I go for an incredible run, then I come home. I needed to do laundry so when I shoved my clothes in the wash I said what the hell and decided to wash the clothes that I was wearing too. As I am walking up the stairs in my underware and a sports bra the door opens and my brother walks in with like 8 of his friends. (I would go crawl in a corner and die now except for I think I saved myself) I sprinted up the stairs as the door was opening so they probably missed me because of the odd angle to the staircase, I hope. I came down a minuete later all calm and my brother was just like "why'd u run up the stairs" I calmly lied by saying that I looked at the time on this clock in our house that recently broke and panicked so I ran up to take my shower so I wouldn't be late to meet my friends. so I think just maybe this isn't the end of my life. haha holy crap words of wisdom, never let your guard down and walking anywhere naked or partially so is just asking for trouble. haha