Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Tuesday Repast

Gather 'round, Kiddies and I shall tell you a story from my past.

I shall entitle it:

School girl crush

My family sold our home and moved to a larger one during the middle of my 9th grade year of High School.

I had missed the initual first weeks of school pecking order rituals so I wandered the outskirts of formed cliques like a shadow; a silent observer.

One of my favorite observation targets was a senior boy (who's name escapes me now after all these years)

He was tall, lean and moved with the athletic grace of a panther. He had short black hair with long bangs that hung over his eyes giving him the hormone tingle enducing bad boy look. Girls swarmed around him like flies on ripened fruit and I wanted him.


Alas, my status as a puny freshman who lived in the social shadows doomed any fantasy I had of ever being noticed by him until one infamous day. A day so horrible it lays inside my memory like a jagged scar.

I had finished P.E. class, showered, changed clothes and was walking my dirty clothes up the pathway towards the building that held my locker.

I dodged around the cluster of kids that hung by the pillars that lined the walkway and felt the familiar jolt of my heart when I saw the object of my school girl crush leaning against one of the pillars.

Be cool, I muttered to myself. Breathe. Breathe. Just keep walking. Don't act like a geek.

My legs felt wobbly and I labored to keep them moving in a casual, nonchalant walk.

My heart was pounding so loud it made my ears buzz.

Keep walking. Keep walking. Don't look at him. Just walk past him. I chanted to myself.

I passed by him and was taking my first breath of relief when I heard him speak.

"Eh em, hey you."

I jolted to a stop. Was he talking to me?

"Hey. You!"

Oh my god.

I turned slightly and looked at him from the corner of my eye.

He was looking right at me with those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes.

I felt my heart stop then start beating a frantic beat as adrenaline shot through me.

I watched mesmorized as his beautiful mouth turned upwards into a smile.

"You dropped something."

I blinked. "Huh?"

"You dropped something."

I followed his eyes to the ground by his feet and felt myself freeze in horror.

There in all their undignified glory, lay the dirty underwear I had been carting back to my locker!


With no sink hole forthcoming I lunged and swooped my panties up, my face ablaze with internal fire.

Laughter followed me as I scuttled away.

My school girl crush ended that day.

Burned to a crisp in the fires of my humiliation.


Sue said...

Awh, sweetie.

Would it make you feel better if I told you I dropped a bag of pads/tampons that my mom had packed for me once in 8th grade? There were at least a dozen, different sizes too (just in case, she'd say). How did I know I had dropped them? Same way you found out about your undies. My crush. And the male teacher nearby. *double blush*

Sue said...

It actually took me a minute to gather them all up, too, as they slid across the hallway when they landed, in different directions. *laughing at the memory*

Haphazardkat said...

Sue: ha ha ha ha ha!! Oh man, that's infinitely WORSE than my experience!!!

beth said...

Oh lordy!
Lifes embarrassing moments!
You know that story about the toilet paper trailing from ones drawers as one exist the ladies room.........well........ I was the 'model' for that one!
Thanks for sharing the memory - kinda makes us feel like we're all in this soup together!

Many hugs....

Haphazardkat said...

Dragonlady: oh no! lol. That would be embarassing! :D
What a fine soup we would make...

Cindy said...

Aww Kat we ALL can relate to moments like that!
Mine always seemed to involve falling on my butt making it nessasry for me to go home and change....Because of course I would land in somethng mud, paint, ink, or water...LOL!
BIG (((HUGS)))

Peaceful said...

My dreamy guy suddenly sat next to me and said "would you go out with me"
I was so exhighted & breathlessly answered "yes"
At which he & his room full of freinds burst out laughing :(
I was mortified.

But to this day I remember how his face changed as his friends burst out laughing, he stopped...
And there it was..
The look of guilt-
-he felt bad!

I won't tell you the story about in first grade how my pants ended up in a tree....

Haphazardkat said...

Cindy: *grin* isn't it amazing how one remembers the most embarassing moments the clearest?? LOL :D
*hugsss back at ya* :D

Jadey: ACK! How terrible!! makes me wanna go back in time and smack them upside the head for you :)
*hugssssss* (pants up a tree?--yikes--)

Flip Flop Momma said...

OMG thats GReat...

I had a similar thing happen too..but I wont go into detail;)


R U Serious?? said...

I have to tell ya.... That was a GREAT piece of Writing!!

I think we have all gone thru a similar experience. Why, I remember when I was in the Navy and not only dropped my underwear but also dropped the soap!!

Oh wait!! That was my wife's dream! Damn Her!!!! LOL

Anywho, 'Beatles Week' has been expanded to 2 weeks!! I'm hoping to get some old ones up, but my 'chronological order' plans went out the window on the first day! LOL

But if you have a request? Just ask!

Have a great week, and... er.. get a bigger laundry bag!! lol

Mrs.X said...

Ouch! I think we've all had those horribly embarassing moments (I still have them now....) but that was one faboo piece of writing!

R U Serious?? said...

So I'm doing OK with my Beatles Week thing so far and the KAT is pleased so far??


More on the way.... unless you have a suggestion!

Haphazardkat said...

FlipFlop: Waaaat?? You MUST tell!! *haroomph!* :D

Bob-a-roo: *Snort* so yer tellin me your wife has fantasies of you dropping the soap on a naval ship??? kinkayyyy! LOL!!
I love your Beatles music. I love, "Hey Jude" :D

Mrs X: Thanks! It's really nice to see others have shared equal embarassing moments...I feel "not so dorky" lol :D

beth said...

I got one more fer ya........ on a date one night - the signs on the Necessary Rooms were far too similar - so, I waltzed into the one on the left.....and kinda stood there for a moment thinking I had walked into a broom closet and Man that was some kinda wierd Maintenance sink that would be nice to have at home cuz it was easy to rinse yer mop out and I think it was at that point that I became very grateful that I was the only one in there as the light slowly dawned...........


Haphazardkat said...

Dragonlady: ...easy place to rinse out your mop....ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!