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Probably just yesterday. At the place we go out to there is some seats with cactus type spikes on them, they don't normally hurt. I was walking without looking and slammed my shin into one of the spikes. I was on the floor holding my leg in pain and all my friends were just laughing. I laughed too later.

Oh, and maybe falling asleep on my friends shoulder in the cinema.

Walked into the whiteboard while debating.

Trip over nothing/something at least once a day.

Began when I was three when I was going up stage to do a dance thingy. Dude told us NOT to trip over the wires, and I instantly tripped over one.

At least that warned other people that it's dangerous.

Oh, I have another one. It's more funny than stupid though.

I fell off of my chair while watching a James Bond movie. It was actually the first time I'd ever watched a James Bond movie. It wasn't out of surprise or anything though. I was just really tired, and the chair had no arms.

Ah, that reminds me of something my friend did. One day when she was over at my house she was sitting in one of those big 'nest' chairs (ya know the ones that look like bowls) and tipped over, chair and all.

She ended up doing this three times in one day...

Dumbest thing I ever did?

Got beat up by a tv remote.
It slipped out of my hand and hit me in the head right next to my right eye, so I had a black and blue mark for a while.

I've been known to bump my head on doorknobs... which seems like it should be a hard thing to do.
Also, one day while trying to hang my calendar back on the wall (I had taken it down to look through it) it fell on my head. And I screamed (because I overreat) and my sister was like "What's wrong?" Me: "My calendar attacked me!"

Um... I've sat in a plastic cooler and got my butt stuck in it.

Gotten my head stuck in a chair, and between planks on my porch.

Hid in a dryer during a hide and seek game with my brother... during which he turned the dryer on.

Those were all childhood things... the only worthwhile thing I do now is trip and hit my head on things...

Walked in a pile of hot ash with sandals on because it looked like gray snow and I wanted to see how it felt.

2nd degree burn. Yum.

My school textbooks attacked me. They started when my few inches thick biology textbook fell right on top of my head from the top of the locker.

I thought my friend did it and nearly yelled her name.

And she? She just walked off.

*Respect for Fidds rapidly decreases*

Ouch. I've gotten burned pretty badly before. Last year, it was around the 2nd week of school, it was lunch time so I was getting my food and I wanted to have a bagel with my lunch, so I set my tray on the table with the bagels on it. It's a very, very small table and can barely fit two trays on it, so this boy, who just got soup (the soup is very, very hot!) sat his tray next to mine and went to get a spoon, and I reached over to get a bagel, and my arm tipped over his soup and it went all over my arm and it burned really, really bad and I almost cried. D: So I sat the whole lunch with my lemonade against my arm because it felt good, but I went to the nurse right afterwards.

When I was little, me and my brother were out on the cement pad behind the house. My brother wanted to see if a rock would bounce on cement, so I bend over to watch. It bounces so high it hits me on the nose, and I get a black eye.

Next day, my brother decides that was a fluke, and decides to try it again. I decide to watch again. I bend over to watch, and it bounces so high it hits me on the nose, and blackens my other eye.

Next day, me and my brother were paying baseball. He wants to hit a rock with the bat. He hits it, it hits me in the nose, and I get a huge bruise across my nose.


I learned not to play with my brother.

I am the very definition of a klutz. I randomly run into things, bump into things, etc. so much that I barely bruise now.

In eigth grade, I decided to jump off the last steps of a stairwell. Landed on top of my foot, twisted it bad, and was out of school for a week and a half.

At the beginning of this current school year, I ran up to a guy that looked like my best friend, glomped him, and yelled out "RICHIE!!!". It turned out to be a incoming freshman.

I ran away.

It involved a home made parachute.

Nothing I'd admit here.

Oooh I just remembered today!

I once took a simpsons episode seriously when I was in Gr 3 or 4 or so. When the teacher asked the class what you couldn't live without with, that began with H, I told him what I heard from the episode, "sense of Humor" -_-. Fortunately he took it as a joke, but it was still embarrassing.

*hates Simpsons * The answer was HEALTH XD.