Sep 21, 2007 11:49
I was sitting in government when all of a sudden, I felt like my body was about 200 degrees hotter than normal. I told my teacher I was going to go get a drink and then I booked out of the room. I got small drink of water, but suddenly felt even worse, so I thought maybe I'd pace around. Well, pacing led me to the girl's bathroom and I thought to myself, "You look like shit right now, Alex. Why don't you gather yourself up inside the privacy of a stall?
In my twelve years of school experience, I have never thrown up while in the building. It's always been a small fear of mine. Not that I would be embarrassed or anything, but when you throw up in a classroom, that's what you're going to be remembered by for the rest of your life.
[thirty years from now]
"Oh, hey, do you remember Alex Gedrose?"
"Um. Not really. Sounds kind of familiar though."
"She was really short, you know. Had blue hair."
"No. No bells ringing."
"She threw up all over the floor in government class."
"OH! Alex!"
But the human body is such an incredible thing. Really. Because I didn't just throw up all over the floor in government class. I was able to keep those little guys down in my belly for the time it took me to realize I was feeling sick, exit the room, walk to the drinking fountain, pace in the hall, and walk to the bathroom. But as soon as the door was locked and that toilet was in site, all defenses locked up and out came everything from my tummy (thank god I didn't eat anything for breakfast). Just like that.
And the whole time I'm spread out on the floor and burrowing my face inside a toilet bowl, the only thought that could go threw my head was:
"Oh crap. I hope nobody walking by thinks I'm anorexic."