Reminiscing about... Embarrassing Episodes

I am super restless tonight... too much on my mind. And so, I (luckily) took a trip down Memory lane to my old blog with the comment from CandylandCass about how much funnier it is compared to my current one. o.O And so, reading through the old stuff, I think it was way funnier because, of my Embarrassing Episodes and for the new year and new starts (and also just plain ol' boredom) I shall list out my (reported) episodes in this post.


Chronological order:


1. First time going to KL to stay on my own, I was friggin' nervous the night before orientation in The One Academy. I freaked out so much that I just texted every living soul I knew that would be awake AND sympathetic, and EileenSpazz was there to save me. She gave me the sweetest, bestest and weirdest advice ever:

Me: I'm SO SCARED. OMG, what if I don't make any friends? What if I go there, and my art is total crap, and these people will draw circles around my sobbing self???

Eileen: Don't worry Yil. You'll do fine. Remember... You're the WAVE.

(Insert Blank Expression Here)

Anyhow, after awhile, she had relatively calmed me down enough, so I could have a fitful sleep and wake up the next morning, feeling absolutely drained. But, I walked to college, repeating the mantra, "You the Wave. Be the Wave." And so, milling into the heavy glassed-door reception area, I nearly fainted again, seeing how many people were there. I found out that I was to line up, get my tags and go upstairs. I told myself, See? You haven't tripped, or done anything stupid, so it's all going to be fine.

And then I realised something. I thought it was. But I wasn't sure. Maybe I was paranoid. But then I checked. And found out that, the whole time I was walking to college, standing in line, looking around at me timidly......

MY ZIPPER WAS DOWN.  *BLUSH*

2.  And then, after getting that tag, I had to go to the narrow corridor which led to the stairs and *ZIP* and *Breathe* and go into the hall, where I was, again, met with further embarrassment.


3. Going back to Penang hasn't saved me from 'exciting' incidents either.


4. Even a post-funeral lunch has me getting into scrapes.


5. Sunday mass in church - OH YES.


6. My First and ONLY accident ever since I started driving.


7. Even Singapore and all its rules couldn't stop me.


8. Weird moments, tension & mix-ups. Sigh.


9. And of course, the latest classic case of Me Being Me.


There are tons more that I haven't even chronicled.... already, this list scares me.


Hmmm.... enjoy people. :)