MY EYES
By bleach bleach bleach - 22/12/2013 17:22 - United States - Las Vegas
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By bleach bleach bleach - 22/12/2013 17:22 - United States - Las Vegas
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By Anonymous - 08/06/2013 10:34 - United States - Bessemer
Hi everyone! I'm the OP and for those who were wondering I am in college which makes this story the more embarrassing! It was my first presentation this semester. It was a group presentation so I was already standing in front of the class with the rest of my group waiting for my turn to speak. Someone commented how come nobody told me when I walked in the class, when I walked in my jacket was zipped up, I started playing with my zipper when I was up in front of the class because it is a nervous tick I have, I do it without even noticing it. Kinda like how some girls twirl their hair or bite their nails. Of course either one of those would have been less embarrassing on that particular day!