Eternal Frustration

I could feel it coming and it was inevitable. My mind was running wild with thoughts...even how to avoid thinking of it. I couldn't stand it and yet, I knew it all too well.1

Reaching inside the my purse, I looked for something to do with my hands. It was the second thing that gave me away, my hands shaking. I finally found, it, my wallet. Even though my hands were completely occupied with my cellphone, the DVD, my car keys and now my wallet, I still couldn't seem to calm down. I was next in line and just hoping the other guy would be done with his customer first. I sighed and cringed as I saw the guy I was probably going to be helped by. This fear had me completely under its power and I hated it. I couldn't stop thinking either! Why couldn't I just, for one moment, have a blank mind! It was excruciatingly painful! It made me feel like an in defenseless child, lost, scared.2

I swayed from one side to another, probably annoying the person behind me, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of here. Why did I even think to come rent a movie, today, of all days? I was becoming more irritated by the lady at the counter. She just wouldn't hurry up. Who doesn't have a video renting membership here? Geez! She was so slow in giving her information too. I bit my lip trying to concentrate on the pain instead of the blood rushing to my face, up my cheeks and down my neck. I am a chronic blusher and there's nothing I can do about it...well there is, but it involves surgery and that's something I definitely fear. 3

It happens every time I see a cute guy, I'm the center of attention, or if I even talked to one of my teachers. Now, it was my turn to pay in line. I could already feel my face completely burning up. He greeted me, and I thought I saw him smile. God! That just made things worse! I couldn't even look him in the eyes more than a second. But it was enough to notice they were a soft blue color. This wasn't helping either. Poor guy, it wasn't his fault he had such beautiful eyes... He probably though I was such a dork! Ugh! My mind wouldn't stop! I wished he would just hurry up and just tell me how much I owed. I stood there pretending to look for something in my purse, which was difficult since I had so much junk in my hands. I was angry with myself for letting this get the best of me. 4

Finally! It was over! I grabbed my movie the fastest I could, ignoring whatever it was the guy said to me. Of course this would happen to me, I couldn't even open the door right! More embarrassed than ever, I pushed the other end of the handle bar and finally I was out. I rushed to my car and turned on my music, thinking of how stupid I feel every time it happens... at least it was over...for this time anyway...

Author notes

Seemed a perfect way to vent my frustration...it kinda helped.

Favorite phrase from a song : "I've got that lefty curse, where everything I do is twisted and awkwardly reversed..."

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  • Forgotten Anomaly
    February 8, 2008

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    Reaching inside the my purse, I looked for something to do with my hands.

    It made me feel like an in defenseless (a defenseless) child, lost, scared.2

    This is very good, you used good description, could have described how the guy looked, or the area around you, but I think you did very well. I can actually relate to this, its not cute guys that get me anxouse, red, nervouse but still. Very good.