peeing in class.

ok, first of all i know "peeing" isn't the most ladylike term. i should say "using the restroom" or something like that. but i'm lazy.

although, explaining that probably took just as long. if not longer.

well.

i have a problem. i am totally not comfortable with leaving in the middle of a class to use the bathroom. there are a few reasons for this.

-i feel like its awkward to stand up in the middle of class and walk out

-its equally, if not more, awkward to ask for permission to leave

-i think it's kinda rude to leave while the professor is lecturing

-what if i miss something important while i am out of class

-what if i get back to class and the professor opens it up for discussion, then i will have no idea about what has already been covered

(side note: a pet peeve of mine is when people ask questions about things that have clearly been covered... just pay attention... you are wasting everyone's time)

-what if there is a line when i get to the bathroom? and then i have to wait? and then i get back and everyone wonders what i did in there... so awkward!

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basically i just can't do it.

today in my christian social ethics class i had to go. i had to go bad.

it was 2:30. that three hour class goes till 5. the first week of school my classmates decided that instead of taking our allotted break halfway through the class we would rather get out of class 10 minutes early.

so it is 2:30 and i have to "hold it" till 4:30 at best.

around 3:30 im freaking out. i am probably majorly doing the potty dance in my seat. i am thinking that maybe i will have to break my streak of never peeing during a class and just excuse myself.

oh but i can't do that. if it was just a normal day maybe i would... but no. it is not a normal day, my professor's mentor came to talk to us. this is the man that inspired dr stumpf to teach. i can't just get up and leave in the middle of his lecture.

at 4 he has us break into groups to discuss something. and i think that maybe now is my chance. but just as i get up the courage to go he starts lecturing again.

i feel like i might pass out. i start picking away at my nail polish to take my mind off it. i don't know if i can make it. but now it's 4:15, wayyyy to late to get up and go. what if i leave and then class ends while im gone. and i have to come back to an empty class room. or what if all the students are gone but my professor stayed to make sure i was ok. maybe at that point i just wouldn't go back for my stuff.

finally the end is in sight. it's that point in class when it is acceptable to begin slowly packing up your stuff. i get everything together and put my backpack on. i can't sit still. the pain is so bad. i am planning on running to the bathroom, i have plotted my route in my mind.

class dismissed. i sprint to the bathroom. relief.