Crybaby

Ca. 1994 - Kid who sat next to me in 4th grade put on an excessive amount of chapstick every two seconds.  For some reason I hated him for this.  He would do it so much he'd miss his lips so a half inch of chapstick went all the way around his mouth. WHY?!  I must have had other reasons for disliking him, but this is the only one that stands out.  So one day, when I had been unfortunately placed next to him in seating arrangements, we had to do something together.  Every two people had to do...something...together.  It didn't even involve touching each other, but I was so disgusted at the fact that I had to interact with this kid, that I burst into tears and ran to the bathroom.  Yes, in fourth grade.  Teacher came after me, and after learning I had absolutely no reason for doing this, pretty much told me to suck it up and get back to class.


Ca. 1993 or 94 - Some kid's birthday in class.  Handed out brownies.  I ate mine almost immediately after getting it, before the rest of the brownies had been handed out.  Another kid whose first name I cannot remember to save my life at the moment (it will come to me in the middle of the night), was sitting next to me and found it appropriate to shout out, loudly to the class, that I had just eaten my brownie.  I burst into tears and ran to the bathroom.  Third or fourth grade.  Awesome.  I attribute 90% of that to my still ever-present fear of having any attention directed toward me, so having the whole class know that I just ate my brownie before we even sang Happy Birthday, was just destructive to my body.


Surely later in the blog I'll post more cry sessions I've had.  These can't be the only two, since out of the TWO, they are both from the same freaking YEAR!!!