Seventh Floor: Nice Embarrassed Hidey People
POSTED BY: LightMeDark
UPDATED: Friday, January 6, 2006 19:24
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What worried me more was what happened to some poor buggers after they were coerced onto the dancefloor.
I never got that far. If I had, I very likely might have passed out. Nerves just very much got the best of me. My 'date' (in the very loosest sense; date by process of elimination) agreed to leave after maybe 20 minutes. She didn't get all uppity about it, I gotta give her that much credit.
Ok, sorry. My tale of woe is done.
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Oh, poor Seryn!!
I had a roommate in college that would have panic attacks. But for seemingly no reason. It was very stressful. She'd have at least one a week. And for some reason only I or her brother could talk her down from them. I remember one time I couldn't calm her down and so I went to go find her brother but the stupid school wouldn't tell me what class he was in for some sort of privacy reason so I had to yell alot until they went to find him.
Okay, not a really embarrasing story for me.
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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But I have to say, I admire your dedication,
and your, um, restraint for sticking to the yelling.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
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Seryn, that is absolutely the FUNNIEST thing I've read!!
I can see that happening. That's what's so funny, it's real, relatable.
Not that it's funny that it's happening. 'Cause that's not funny... I've been there.
Me, I'm not easily embarassed. I just can't accept praise very well. It tongue ties me. Always has.
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I've managed to cultivate a standard response of 'awwwww, thank youuu!' or a drwled, get away with ye' it helps.
then I go away and cringe.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
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Oh well, truth be told, I like having reasons to be righteously indignant and yell. Releases inner tension and it's good for the complexion. 
I loved my roommate (we're still great friends. I was in her wedding) but the panic attacks took a toll on me, too. It was just one more stressful thing in a very stressful semester for me. Fortunately, I had some great friends who helped me through it. I had one friend who used to make me punch him. He'd hold up his hands and make me hit them. At first I thought it was ridiculous, but it really helped. Good for him I hit like a girl, right?
But then she met a guy (now her husband) and HE got to deal with her attacks. I don't think she's had one in years though.
Oh, but that reminds me of something rather embarrasing.
I have asthma. It's not very bad. I haven't had an attack in several years and I don't even have an inhaler anymore. But several years ago I was playing paintball with a group from church. We were playing "Last Man Standing" and I was the last one left on my team. Someone from the other team that had already been tagged out, came up behind me and shot at me close range (which you are NOT supposed to do). It hurt like HECK. I had a HUGE bruise on my leg for days afterwards. And then, because he shot me from behind and I turned around, the last person left on the other team took advantage of the distraction to come up behind me and shoot me AGAIN at close range (another bruise, this one on my hip). I was out, even though they'd cheated and broke the rules. I was in quite a bit of pain. And I was SO VERY ANGRY that they'd hit me like that. Between the anger and the pain and the mask which made me feel like I couldn't breathe propery anyway, I had an asthma attack. One that was worse than any I'd ever had before. I couldn't calm down. It was really really scary. Everyone kept crowding around me and I couldn't talk and I remember I kept shoving at them to give me space. They very nearly took me to the hospital. As it was, I spent over a half an hour trying to breathe again. Someone finally ran to a drugstore and bought me one of those over the counter inhalers, which calmed me down enough.
That was horribly embarrasing. Especially since the guys kept talking about it for months afterwards and I was wanted to punch them every time they did. Stupid mean boys.
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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For the second shooter, maybe, whats more shamefull than not being able to hit your target with out getting someone to shoot and distract them first, then have to get real close in order to actually hit them? 
thats nowt for you to be embarassed about though,
it is a fabulous story of those around you being absolutely incompetant (not to mention downright cheaterly) 'tards.
But not embarassing.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
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have you ever had an asthma attack in a large group of people? Most embarrasing! Mortifying.
But yes, a good moral tale about why it's EVIL to cheat (the buggers. I'm still annoyed at them!)
Oh, also, I should mention that one of the guys had been in the army. And, oh yeah, did you get the part where I was the last person on my team that HADN'T been shot? Yay for me and my mad paintball skills.
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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I did get that bit. Yey you!
Edit, just had to add, watchig equilibrium at the moment, that bit where he breaks that guys limbs one by one...
flinch flinch ow, almost silent screaming in empathised agony... ouch!
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Seryn: Hi-larious. I think I may have to save that and read it anytime I need to smile. 
CMS: Roommate issues. 
Nothing like coming home to find your roommate in a shiny new dress.
Seryn: someone mention restraints??? yeah, I'm savin' that one. It fell in that third category.
Safe: Welcome aboard! Our little skyscraper is growing.
CMS: Don't you just love smart people? "look an asthma attack, quick everyone gather around her."
Last woman Standing, good on ya! 
LMD: Thanks for the offer of crash space(in the previous thread), I may end up taking you up on that.
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