I don't know if it is because I just put the way embarrassing stuff out of my mind, or if I just don't embarrass easily. I am going to go with the latter. I can remember a few things from youth that do stick out. One involves my brother; the other one involved pizza.
I was thirteen when this happened and I lived in a very small town. the town had a stoplight, but it had quit working years earlier. I had just gotten my first period. I went to the grocery store with my mom and my brother, who is two and half years younger than me. A boy that I liked worked there (what child labor laws....). So I am very quietly discussing with my mom what kind of stuff to get. My brother bored with the whole conversation, announces very loudly "Cristy, just get the curved pads." I immediately just grabbed something and hightailed it out of that aisle. But, who did I run into on the very next aisle, of course the boy I liked. He had heard the whole conversation. Yikes!
Second story: I was fifteen and living in a college town. My dad had remarried and him and my stepmom had my little sister. She was three at the time of this story. My family ordered in pizza a lot, like six out of seven days a lot (I hate pizza...). On this one particular day I was playing with my little sister. She wanted to play makeup. So I let her put her fake eyeshadow, blush and lipstick on me; like she had done a thousand times before. She was applying the fake powder to me when the doorbell rang. I looked out the window and the pizza guy was hot. He was a young college kid and very good looking. So I yelled that I would get the pizza. I grabbed the check and yanked open the door. I smiled and talked to him and got our pizzas. He kind of had a weird look on his face, but I didn't think anything of it. I shut the door and my dad and stepmom bust out laughing. I ran to the mirror. Turns out they had gotten my sister this semi play makeup and I had lovely blue streaks kind of on my eyes, some pretty hot pink all over my cheeks, and the prettiest orange lips. And, to top it all off, white splotches from the powder. It was soo embarrassing to know another person, besides my family, saw me like that. Even twenty years later, I still wont let my sister put makeup on me.
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