Out of my depthAs a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
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Beautiful musicUpon deciding that classical music, fireworks and a great night view of London would make for the ideal environment in which to drop acid, myself and a couple of close friends arrived at a large classical concert on Hampstead Heath, totally off our tits on some of the strongest acid we've ever managed to get hold of.
The area was absolutely packed, and we had to sit by the path as we giggled and whispered to each other about the music and the swirly trees. It wasn't until my mate suddenly and violently vomited on the normal people in front of us that it occurred to me that taking acid among thousands of normal people and their children might be somewhat cheeky.
Half an hour later, having been kicked out of a cab, we were all covered in vomit, completely clueless as to where we were or how we were getting home, and far too fucked to read a bus timetable. When I finally got us all home, I felt like such a hero that I nearly hit on my good mate's bird on the grounds that I deserved her, and besides, I could probably take him in a fight (neanderthal acid thinking).
First post, apologies for girth.
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wangmaster2000, Tue 19 Oct 2004, 16:39,
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