Question of the Day - 4

Its that time again, Question of the Day time!! Sorry I haven't had a lot of time to blog lately. But I promised to have some new ones coming up. I'm enjoying your comments. But you guys should sign your comments, especially the person who told me to grow a set. Seems like they should take their own advice.

Melissa (AKA Mush) asked me to post a "thinker" question today, so I am gonna try to appease her. She likes to throw tantrums. ("But Moooom, I wannnna gooo shopping!") Sorry, that was a little inside joke, kinda rude, but funny for me.

You guys got it easy, since you can pick and choose which questions you want to answer, but I have to answer them all, or else it would be stupid. Ok enough stalling. Here it comes...

If you could go back to a moment in your life and relive it,
good or bad, what would it be and why?

This is a question that I have been pondering for a few days, probably since the start of the Question of the Day series. And I finally came up with an answer.

I was hoping that I would want to relive a good time, but when it came down to it, it wasn't meant to be. I would want to relive a moment in my life, that I think shaped the way I live my life to this day.

I can't remember how old I was, but I was young. It was a Sunday morning and I was attending Hebrew School in Scarsdale. (Please save your Jew jokes till later) I remember feeling kind of crappy that morning, but, my mom wasn't buying it. She knew I hated going, cause the kids were all snobby and I really didn't fit in. After grabbing a quick breakfast with my dad, it was off to school for the morning.

There I was, sitting in the back of the crowded class, when it happened. I puked all over my desk. Nasty, I know! And very embarrassing too, especially since I was an outsider to begin with. Needless to say, I was really embarrassed by what had happened. I had become "that kid"!

I can't be positive, but I feel like that set off a chain of events that always gave me a subconscious terror of embarrassing myself in front of my peers. This came to a head in 7th grade when I had "Schoolophobia". I was afraid to go to school, seriously!! It lasted for quite some time and was a really tough time in my life. But more on that at another time.

So there you have it, my moment I would like to relive. I know you're not supposed to live with regrets, but I wish that that moment never happened. I hope you appreciate my honesty and can share some of your own stories. Remember, good or bad, its not a pity fest. And don't worry what people will say. This is about you, not them.

~Joshua