bzzzz

Today is such a beautiful day which is why we asked our professor if we could enjoy the great outdoors for our discussion day. She agreed. We made our way outside to stake out some of the lawn and formed a sweet little circle in the shade. That's when it happened. A yellow jacket stung me. On the neck. I let out a little squeal, as I often do, and began to cry. My class stared and silently passed judgement. One guy in particular was staring at me like I was so ridiculous and childish. He could be right, but he had a wad of toilet paper stuffed up his nostril, who is he to judge?