The Feeling of Embarassment
As usual, I outdid myself again in publicly humiliating myself. I will not recount the event, but I did some really embarassing thing at work today, which I think will haunt me to the end of my days and beyond.. but nvm..
But as I was being tortured by this feeling of extreme embarassment, wishing there were holes in the ground I can throw myself into, or that there were tools I can start digging with, and eyeing the tempting darker areas in the local drains, I realise a few things about the feeling embarassed:
1. You really develop the ostrich mentality that if you hid your face, the whole world can't see you. I spent the entire bus journey home hiding my face behind a book. (to no purpose of course, since the people whom I embarassed myself in front of weren't in the bus).
2. Embarassment is possibly closer to a happy feeling than a sad one. I spent the entire time half grimmacing and half grinning. (which by itself, is pretty embarassing and probably also scared the lady sitting next to me on the bus)
3. Your vocabulary becomes temporarily limited to variations of "argh" and your hands go instinctively to either your face or your head.
Now that I've got this emotion all figured out, I can't wait to get out there and embarass myself all over again. =)

