one time in high school my psychology teacher made us all create a circle around one open chair. he then had us each spend time in the chair answering a question about ourselves. naturally the idea of having to talk about ourselves in front of all these kids we had weird relationships with was terrifying. but the worst part of it was the actual question. a question that seemed simple enough to answer within a few seconds and go back to your seat before you die of embarrassment.
i knew exactly what i would say.
i knew exactly what i would say.
one time in high school my psychology teacher made us all create a circle around one open chair. he then had us each spend time in the chair answering a question about ourselves. naturally the idea of having to talk about ourselves in front of all these kids we had weird relationships with was terrifying. but the worst part of it was the actual question. a question that seemed simple enough to answer within a few seconds and go back to your seat before you die of embarrassment.