When I was 5th grade, we had to pass out cards for Valentines Day. My mom and I bought something called "sympathy cards" and I thought that it meant it was all about being nice and stuff like that. Turns out I passed funeral cards. It did not end well for me.
When I was 5th grade, we had to pass out cards for Valentines Day. My mom and I bought something called "sympathy cards" and I thought that it meant it was all about being nice and stuff like that. Turns out I passed funeral cards. It did not end well for me.
In the very first week of freshman year, I ran into a glass door right after classes got out. I quite literally rebounded off of it. It was... not something i wish to experience again
In the very first week of freshman year, I ran into a glass door right after classes got out. I quite literally rebounded off of it. It was... not something i wish to experience again
Back in elementary school I was getting off my school bus when I tripped and face planted onto the road. Also lost my stuffed animal on the bus that day.
Back in elementary school I was getting off my school bus when I tripped and face planted onto the road. Also lost my stuffed animal on the bus that day.
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I’ve shared this before, I think, but when I was like....9 or 10 or 11 or something, I walked by my parents’ room. My dad was watching TV—the news, to be specific. It wasn’t made to fit the screen, so the bottom was cut off. I stood in the doorway of the room, gesturing for the screen to be moved up. My dad saw me and asked what I was doing. I forget my reply but it was probably “nothing.” Then I walked away and pretended it never happened.
I’ve shared this before, I think, but when I was like....9 or 10 or 11 or something, I walked by my parents’ room. My dad was watching TV—the news, to be specific. It wasn’t made to fit the screen, so the bottom was cut off. I stood in the doorway of the room, gesturing for the screen to be moved up. My dad saw me and asked what I was doing. I forget my reply but it was probably “nothing.” Then I walked away and pretended it never happened.
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God, ok. So before I tell this story, here's a note:
Here in Brazil it's not common to refer to our teachers by Mr. This or Mrs. That. In fact, we are very informal and call our teachers by their first name. We have a very close relation to teachers and sometimes they even call us nicknames. It's not disrespectful in the slightest, and makes us feel like friends. SO BASICALLY, no Mr. or Mrs. First name is fine.
I panic very easily, and am very anxious whenever the attention is focused on me. I stutter, my legs start shaking and all that. So, back in 9th grade, my literature teacher saw me checking my phone (I was simply checking what time it was) and, well, in a pathetic attempt to let me stay in his class I panicked and called him "Sir". Multiple times. In front of the entire class. I still got sent to the office though, so I embarrassed myself over absolutely nothing. My friends still tease me to this day (I've already graduated HS) and I don't think the memory will ever fade from my brain.
God, ok. So before I tell this story, here's a note:
Here in Brazil it's not common to refer to our teachers by Mr. This or Mrs. That. In fact, we are very informal and call our teachers by their first name. We have a very close relation to teachers and sometimes they even call us nicknames. It's not disrespectful in the slightest, and makes us feel like friends. SO BASICALLY, no Mr. or Mrs. First name is fine.
I panic very easily, and am very anxious whenever the attention is focused on me. I stutter, my legs start shaking and all that. So, back in 9th grade, my literature teacher saw me checking my phone (I was simply checking what time it was) and, well, in a pathetic attempt to let me stay in his class I panicked and called him "Sir". Multiple times. In front of the entire class. I still got sent to the office though, so I embarrassed myself over absolutely nothing. My friends still tease me to this day (I've already graduated HS) and I don't think the memory will ever fade from my brain.
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Uh... I have a huge phobia of needles and I weaseled my way out of the school mandated vaccines (when they give it to you in school) and 2 doctor visits. I feel bad because I wasted around 3 dosages. My mom was laughing the whole way home because a 9 yo got a shot no problem but I was shaking and crying and my (???) mom attempted to restrain me.
Uh... I have a huge phobia of needles and I weaseled my way out of the school mandated vaccines (when they give it to you in school) and 2 doctor visits. I feel bad because I wasted around 3 dosages. My mom was laughing the whole way home because a 9 yo got a shot no problem but I was shaking and crying and my (???) mom attempted to restrain me.
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Just a couple days ago (I say days, but really I mean weeks), I was walking back to the school after my career practicum period. There's this huge giant rock in the middle of the walkway to prevent cars going down it for some reason. And I wasn't looking where I was going I guess, and
I TRIPPED OVER THE GIANT SQUARE ROCK
I ended up flipping, and I landed in the opposite direction of where I was walking towards. I ended up with a couple scrapes, bruises, and wounds. But I'm not allowed to live that moment down anytime I pass that rock with my classmates...
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museless look at my stupidity
Just a couple days ago (I say days, but really I mean weeks), I was walking back to the school after my career practicum period. There's this huge giant rock in the middle of the walkway to prevent cars going down it for some reason. And I wasn't looking where I was going I guess, and
I TRIPPED OVER THE GIANT SQUARE ROCK
I ended up flipping, and I landed in the opposite direction of where I was walking towards. I ended up with a couple scrapes, bruises, and wounds. But I'm not allowed to live that moment down anytime I pass that rock with my classmates...
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museless look at my stupidity
[quote name="@Vestial" date="2020-01-21 09:07:23" ]
Just a couple days ago (I say days, but really I mean weeks), I was walking back to the school after my career practicum period. There's this huge giant rock in the middle of the walkway to prevent cars going down it for some reason. And I wasn't looking where I was going I guess, and I TRIPPED OVER THE GIANT SQUARE ROCK
I ended up flipping, and I landed in the opposite direction of where I was walking towards. I ended up with a couple scrapes, bruises, and wounds. But I'm not allowed to live that moment down anytime I pass that rock with my classmates...
@/museless look at my stupidity
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Oh my god... I used to watch kids jump over that rock, expecting them to flip but they never did... you fulfilled the prophecy
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Vestial wrote on 2020-01-21 09:07:23:
Just a couple days ago (I say days, but really I mean weeks), I was walking back to the school after my career practicum period. There's this huge giant rock in the middle of the walkway to prevent cars going down it for some reason. And I wasn't looking where I was going I guess, and I TRIPPED OVER THE GIANT SQUARE ROCK
I ended up flipping, and I landed in the opposite direction of where I was walking towards. I ended up with a couple scrapes, bruises, and wounds. But I'm not allowed to live that moment down anytime I pass that rock with my classmates...
@/museless look at my stupidity
Oh my god... I used to watch kids jump over that rock, expecting them to flip but they never did... you fulfilled the prophecy
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When I was a freshman in high school (and I'm old, so this was a WHILE ago) I wrote a long, rambling note to my crush confessing that I liked him. This was the early 2000s so it was full of that "l0l so rAnDoM!!!!" humor (if you could call it that) those days were known for. Then I stuck it in his locker. I know for a fact he saw it and read it, but he never really... responded, which was crushing (and completely humiliating) to me as a 14/15 year old, lol. I still cannot believe I did that. It's quite possibly the most embarrassing thing I've ever done and every time I remember the contents of that letter I consider shriveling into a ball and dying.
(However, a decade and a half or so later he and I did actually start dating, and we're still together, so it did kinda work out in the end lmao.)
When I was a freshman in high school (and I'm old, so this was a WHILE ago) I wrote a long, rambling note to my crush confessing that I liked him. This was the early 2000s so it was full of that "l0l so rAnDoM!!!!" humor (if you could call it that) those days were known for. Then I stuck it in his locker. I know for a fact he saw it and read it, but he never really... responded, which was crushing (and completely humiliating) to me as a 14/15 year old, lol. I still cannot believe I did that. It's quite possibly the most embarrassing thing I've ever done and every time I remember the contents of that letter I consider shriveling into a ball and dying.
(However, a decade and a half or so later he and I did actually start dating, and we're still together, so it did kinda work out in the end lmao.)
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