Let's take five.

Lesson of the day: when you have to go to the bathroom, go.

I did not, I repeat, did not wet myself today - and no one else did either. Although, I did have to use the little ladies room really bad during Writing Fiction but it would have been too rude to get up and go since we were doing group workshops. I should have gone before class because I had to go then too. I didn't want to get up in the middle of critiquing my classmates short story so I didn't.

I waited for what seemed like forever. Finally my teacher excused us for a five minute break. I rushed out the door and headed for the bathroom. No line! It was great but I peed for like five whole minutes, seriously. Three other girls used the other stall in the bathroom in the time I went. I felt embarrassed. I shouldn't have because everybody pees - everybody farts and everybody poops.

It seems to be small, odd things that embarrass people. For example, when your pants slide down a little exposing your underwear, if you're wearing them, and some of or butt crack. It's a small thing that can be easily corrected but people get embarrassed by it.

Have you ever farted in class thinking that it wasn't going to smell too bad but then you realize you've made a horrible mistake? Then people start talking about it and covering their noses and if you follow suit too quickly you're blamed but if you don't follow suit quick enough, you're blamed too. Apparently, girls don't fart though. So, I don't get blamed. Haha!