Everyone has a most embarrassing moment, am I correct? What's yours?

I remember being absolutely mortified in the 3rd grade when I splashed a guy in the face and started choking on the water he inhaled in the pool. This guy was a friend of my crush, and he shouted "Gosh! What's wrong with you, you freak?!"

Then, when him and I were having our first fight, I grabbed his throat and clenched to get him to listen. He couldn't breath. He stood up violently from his chair, turned bright red, and screamed "You bitch!" I'm still scarred from that one. I've never been so scared of anyone in my life, and this was the love of my life.

Then of course, there was last night. I was spending the night at my Nana's house and babysitting Max and Little sister (The family decided to come up for the weekend when their power went out. They live in Ann Arbor.). Aunt Teresa and Uncle Kurt heard that I had never seen American Pie, were utterly disgusted, and since I'm going to band camp tomorrow and I play the flute, they rented it.

I love my aunt and uncle. They understand me. I can actually TALK to them and trade perverted jokes with them. It's probably because they're so young.

My aunt, uncle, myself and my 60-something year old grand mother gathered around the television when the kids were (finally) asleep.

The movie was hilarious. When Michelle said: "Now are we gonna screw soon, because I'm getting a little antsy.", that is something I would say! Well, there was also the: "What's my name." "What?" "Say my name, bitch!". Yeah, okay, that's more like me.

.... Ah yes, the mind is a wonderful thing!

But the embarresing thing is, that through all the perverted jokes, she stared at me, trying to see if I understood the 'crude' high school humor. She would scowl if I laughed! It's like she wants me to be a prude for my whole life.

So I'm all ready for band camp! My flute is....unpacked in my room and laying in my room, my piccolo is in it's case, but by my bed, atleast I really hope so.... My clothes for tomorrow are probably on the floor. Hey, whatever smells clean. Erm, what's the forecast again? Now all I have to do is find my music. Ha. Have you seen my room?

Okay! So in other words, I'm not ready at all. So sue me! I have more important things to do dammit! Like uhh...fantisize! Mmmmm....

There I go again. Maybe I really should plan everything out. it'll be easier in the morning.