The Noose

Mood: traumatized
Music: Sheryl Crow- Safe and Sound

Ah! I hate seminars. I hate them the most out of all things. Mainly, because being made fun of relentlessly from grades three through nine has the effect that I am absolutely terrified to stand up and talk infront of a room full of mainly first-name basis peer people.

And so there I am with that good old, handy, fight-or-flight alarm bell going off in my brain yelling "RUN! RUN AWAY!" and my throat all dry and shakey and sctratchy that results in me sounding like a little boy going through puberty. Which is just lovely.

So... yeah. Given the choice, I would take bathing in kerosene and leaping through a ring of fire before doing a seminar.

Did I mention I hate seminars?

Hate. Hate. Hate.

Ta Da