Remember when I made the implication that I would post a video/written post every week. Hah well I am sorry if I confused some of you because that was not my implication...I am making excuses for myself. Anyway, these past two weeks consisted of classes, class work, driving to class, did I mention my classes? I did have some breaks from my class work in which I hung out with Emily and Haylee, my family or some people from my Lifegroup...like game night for instance...playing this dreadful game...
*Story*
Let me start with saying that Guesstures is a game where innocent people like myself often get fooled into thinking they are about to engage in some fun and enjoyable activity. For those of you who are not aware of how to play this game, it is basically charades, only you act out four different things in a short stressful amount of time. Lucky little me had the opportunity to play this joyous game with some friends last friday. Allow me to walk you through my emotional state: confused, terrorized, frozen, sickly, amnesia like. First off I already felt like throwing up (Flu-ish) so when I saw a box with the description of Charades on it I went white and almost passed out. There was no excitement in my face what so ever, only shear terror. I tried desperately to get out of playing it but my attempts failed. I gave in and played (side note: we have been talking about facing fears for the past six week so I really had no choice, I had to play.) I used to act in plays as a child, but for some reason this game just freaks me out. Imagine going in for a job interview for an airline assistant, you have a slight fear of planes but nothing that would stop you from this job opportunity. The interview goes great and you get the job. You show up to your first day of work and after you have been in the air for about an hour the pilot tells everyone to put their parachutes on. You sit in confusion and terror. You now find your self strapped to another person about to jump out the plane. That is how I felt when I saw the Guesstures game box. My sickness and fear together have caused me to forget half that night anyway. I do remember being in a constant state a prayer, praying to God I would get easy cards. There you have it, one of my foolish fears: The game of Charades, right up there with spiders and sharks, so you know this is for real.
-Morgan Rae
Week 6
