TIFU My class thinks im the most disgusting being ever- the old pad carrier

So this morning, I accidentally cut my finger on the bus while heading to school. Nothing major, just a small cut, but I was wearing light jeans and didn’t want to get blood on them. Naturally, I started digging through my bag for a tissue or something to stop the bleeding. Unfortunately, I didn’t find any tissues. What I did find, however… was a pad.

In a mild panic and with no better options, I wiped the blood off my finger onto the pad. I didn’t want to just throw it in my bag all gross and bloody, but there was no trash can nearby, and I wasn’t putting it in my pocket. So, I gently placed it back into my bag, thinking that was the end of it.

It was not.

I get to class, and since I’m not early, I have to sit near the front. I open my bag — and the cursed pad launches out. Like, not a quiet “plop.” No. It gracefully ARCS through the air in slow motion, as if mocking me. Then this stupid freaking pad doesnt even land on the floor or my desk-NO it had to land on ANOTHER persons desk.

Everyone’s watching. I have no choice but to walk over, grab the blood-smudged pad, and stuff it back in my bag while trying to act like im not absoulutely mortified.

So yeah TL;DR . Now my entire class probably thinks I just carry used pads around like pocket change. I want to melt into the floor. School is pain. Im already a shy and quiet person in school so this means im cooked forever.