10:47 AM
Mr. LameButt
Sorry guys that I haven't posted anything in a long long long time!!!
Guess what I did yesterday, guys!
That's right! It had something to do with Fear Factor!
But not any Fear Factor, it was one at my college - a program done by Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity, Inc.
I participated and I thought it was going to be so easy, a breeze, nothing hard. Why? Because this is exactly how I thought:
In the competition, there were four boys including me and four girls - I being the only other race lmao.
The first round was Habanero peppers. Each person had to eat two Habanero peppers before going into the second round.
Let me tell you about these peppers. I eat so many peppers it's not funny, BUT I eat them with food - not by itself. There's a reason my parents say that peppers can burn holes in your stomach.
It doesn't literally do it but it hurts sooooo much! Well, these peppers are the second hottest peppers in the WORLD! The first is the ghost pepper, but they're illegal in America.
When I was eating these peppers, it was super spicy, but I was able to take it no problem. What I COULDN'T take was the agonizing pain in my stomach. But before I get to that, I have to tell you how I was in the competition. I was the first to chow down those peppers and boy, I drunk all my water. I must tell you though - THE WATER DID NOT HELP ONE BIT!!!!!
After I finished the peppers...I'm not going to lie, I was gagging.... and the pickled pig feet came out.
I took two bites out of the pig feet, spat it out, and got up and left the table and threw up right behind the stage.
That smell from the pig feet was so sour and so horrible, that it just went straight into my mind saying to throw it up. Throw it up!!!
The stage was lined with a rail and I worked my way down to the trashcan to throw up. I was the only one throwing up in the public, by the way.
After I threw up in the trashcan I realized that, all I was throwing up was water. The phrase, "Blowing up chunks" was meant that I was blowing up chunks, but no I didn't!
None of the peppers I ate came back out. By this time I knew I had nothing else in my stomach but just those damn peppers!!!!
I walked into the building near the contest and walked to the bathroom. It felt like hours before I reached the bathroom. As I was walking, my stomach was giving me pains that will NEVER endure again! At least, by my own free will anyways.
The couple of minutes that felt like hours to the bathroom induced with agonizing and tormenting pain in my abdominal regions ended as I slammed opened the door.
I ran all the way to the handicap bathroom just because in the back of my mind, I didn't want people to see me if they were to come in the bathroom for its reason - using the bathroom.
I went straight in the stall and threw up nothing but air in the toilet. I then turned around to lock the stall door and laid on the floor.
As I was moaning and punching the walls on the floor, people came in and to my surprise, no one even once asked if I was okay. I knew they heard me and saw me laying on the floor, but they went to use the bathroom and left. Some people even used the bathroom and left without washing their hands because I think they were freaked out about me.
I was laying on the bathroom floor for about an hour and then one of the contestants came in rushing into a stall to throw up.
I yelled out, " You alright?!"
All I heard was him throwing up chunks - I was so happy he was able to do that except me......(sarcasm)
I felt the burning pain starting to finally get smaller and smaller. I finally got up, and went to the sink. I washed my hands, my face, and drank so much of the tap water.
I walked back out to the contest and almost everyone was gone. All the contestants were gone except for me because I just came back. The Fraternity saw me and was laughing so hard.
I KNOW I'm going to be the talk on campus for a while haha.
One of the girls in the contest won, I think she was a Delta. Congrats to her because I couldn't go on.
I came home and forced myself to go to sleep. NEVER AGAIN AM I GOING TO DO THAT!!!!
I learned one thing, and RE-learned another - people can be terrible and not help others in need but step over them and keep on walking. Two, DO NOT EAT HOT CHILI PEPPERS BY ITSELF!!!!!!! NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER!!!!!
I'm feeling a whole lot better, but what everyone has told me is the people in the contest later felt the exact same way as I did. Too bad I was the one throwing up in front of the audience. The others made it to the bathroom haha
Sorry for not posting things up in quite a while. Glad to be back!
Guess what I did yesterday, guys!
That's right! It had something to do with Fear Factor!
But not any Fear Factor, it was one at my college - a program done by Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity, Inc.
I participated and I thought it was going to be so easy, a breeze, nothing hard. Why? Because this is exactly how I thought:
I'm Asian so I've eaten a lot of things people would say is nasty. Spicy foods? Easy. I've been eating spicy since I was little. My foods of culture made me bias thinking that whatever they bring out, I'd murder. The Fraternity is majority black, so they any foods they'd think is nasty would probably be foods I've eaten before!Boy did I think wrong.....There were habanero peppers, pickled pig feet, pickled pig lips, and that's all I saw there.
The first round was Habanero peppers. Each person had to eat two Habanero peppers before going into the second round.
Let me tell you about these peppers. I eat so many peppers it's not funny, BUT I eat them with food - not by itself. There's a reason my parents say that peppers can burn holes in your stomach.
It doesn't literally do it but it hurts sooooo much! Well, these peppers are the second hottest peppers in the WORLD! The first is the ghost pepper, but they're illegal in America.
When I was eating these peppers, it was super spicy, but I was able to take it no problem. What I COULDN'T take was the agonizing pain in my stomach. But before I get to that, I have to tell you how I was in the competition. I was the first to chow down those peppers and boy, I drunk all my water. I must tell you though - THE WATER DID NOT HELP ONE BIT!!!!!
After I finished the peppers...I'm not going to lie, I was gagging.... and the pickled pig feet came out.I took two bites out of the pig feet, spat it out, and got up and left the table and threw up right behind the stage.
That smell from the pig feet was so sour and so horrible, that it just went straight into my mind saying to throw it up. Throw it up!!!
The stage was lined with a rail and I worked my way down to the trashcan to throw up. I was the only one throwing up in the public, by the way.
After I threw up in the trashcan I realized that, all I was throwing up was water. The phrase, "Blowing up chunks" was meant that I was blowing up chunks, but no I didn't!
None of the peppers I ate came back out. By this time I knew I had nothing else in my stomach but just those damn peppers!!!!
I walked into the building near the contest and walked to the bathroom. It felt like hours before I reached the bathroom. As I was walking, my stomach was giving me pains that will NEVER endure again! At least, by my own free will anyways.
The couple of minutes that felt like hours to the bathroom induced with agonizing and tormenting pain in my abdominal regions ended as I slammed opened the door.
I ran all the way to the handicap bathroom just because in the back of my mind, I didn't want people to see me if they were to come in the bathroom for its reason - using the bathroom.
I went straight in the stall and threw up nothing but air in the toilet. I then turned around to lock the stall door and laid on the floor.
As I was moaning and punching the walls on the floor, people came in and to my surprise, no one even once asked if I was okay. I knew they heard me and saw me laying on the floor, but they went to use the bathroom and left. Some people even used the bathroom and left without washing their hands because I think they were freaked out about me.
I was laying on the bathroom floor for about an hour and then one of the contestants came in rushing into a stall to throw up.
I yelled out, " You alright?!"
All I heard was him throwing up chunks - I was so happy he was able to do that except me......(sarcasm)
I felt the burning pain starting to finally get smaller and smaller. I finally got up, and went to the sink. I washed my hands, my face, and drank so much of the tap water.
I walked back out to the contest and almost everyone was gone. All the contestants were gone except for me because I just came back. The Fraternity saw me and was laughing so hard.
I KNOW I'm going to be the talk on campus for a while haha.
One of the girls in the contest won, I think she was a Delta. Congrats to her because I couldn't go on.
I came home and forced myself to go to sleep. NEVER AGAIN AM I GOING TO DO THAT!!!!
I learned one thing, and RE-learned another - people can be terrible and not help others in need but step over them and keep on walking. Two, DO NOT EAT HOT CHILI PEPPERS BY ITSELF!!!!!!! NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER!!!!!
I'm feeling a whole lot better, but what everyone has told me is the people in the contest later felt the exact same way as I did. Too bad I was the one throwing up in front of the audience. The others made it to the bathroom haha
Sorry for not posting things up in quite a while. Glad to be back!
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| I pulled this off of google, but this was exactly how I looked. Imagine me doing this laying down though..... |
