"Shyness is nice and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to"

I'm on a course with work.

That I * chose * to go on.

As you know,

I've suffered from chronic

shyness all my life.

It has followed me around like a shadow since

I took my first step.

So why do I ask to go on courses that involve role play?

* Shudder.*

However it was perfect not to have to face

the heat of the hospital,

and I got to wear my pretty pink skirt.

The one with the flowers on.

I wore a white tee with it

and sandals that sparkled in the sun

when I walked.

Heck I even painted my toes the prettiest shade of pink.

The venue,

was a picture postcard church.

On the hour,

every hour,

the church bell rang.

Needless to say,

I cowered in the corner and listened.

And watched.

Pretended I was in the Big Brother house.

In the group we had...

the closet lesbian,

little miss angry,

mr mouthy ( he never shut up, the whole day)

mr patronising git,

Little miss creativity ( there's always one, isnt there?)

and me.

Lurking in the corner like a demented spider

waiting to be caught.

Tomorrow,

I've to do it all again.

* Sigh*