"Watch out for that..." *SMACK* "Oh..."

[Meigumi]

When I was in 3rd grade, we played with scooters(those 4-wheels) during PE on some day. I was playing tag with a group, and I hit my head against the wall on accident. I was okay though. Everyone asked if I was okay, and some made fun of my mistake. It was a little embarrasing.

I also remember walking backwards towards a wall, when I was backing away from someone with a dead bug in their hand.

[Xanatos]

My sister was cleaning the hall one day, the floor was still wet when I returned home earlier that day. There was no warning which was strange as she would usually attach a note on door saying we should be careful or something like that, guess she didn't expect anyone coming home earlier than usual. I rushed in as always, slipped, kissed the floor before I knew it, luckily I wasn't injured, not seriously that is.

There was that time when I was a goalkeeper for a local football team, and a quite good one I must say, though it was mostly due to my recklessness than anything else, I wasn't afraid to throw myself at the ball no matter what. That stupid thinking of mine lead me not to an injury but embarrassment, I hit with my head on the post trying to catch a ball that was already going to a goal out can't say it hurt as I was unconscious for the most of the time, I remember waking up with a bruise on my forehead and coach yelling at me.

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My sister was cleaning the hall one day, the floor was still wet when I returned home earlier that day. There was no warning which was strange as she would usually attach a note on door saying we should be careful or something like that, guess she didn't expect anyone coming home earlier than usual.

Oh my god that is hilarious! To be honest, she probably didn't know any better. Sometimes sisters can be pretty ignorant of their duties.

[Heartless Angel]

I'm an accident waiting to happen.

By popular vote, I was banned from touching anything sharp in shop class, I think I've injured myself with jsut about everything that fits that description...

I've gotten at least 4 nails in the foot, 3 of which were in that class while people were watching. Good times... good times. Especially the bit where we go next door borrow a computer chair and wheel me to the nurses office to put alcohol on it, that always feels awesome. Kinda like swallowing shards of glass and washing em down with tabasco sauce. Best feeling ever.

Nicked my hand with the bandsaw a couple times, nothing serious, we usually laughed about these. If they'd been more serious there probably wouldn't have been as much humor in it.

Lost count of how many times I whacked my thumb with hammers.

Hot glued my hand to a few things before, that's always fun.

The way I understand it, I'm still legendary in that classroom, and it's been 3 years since I set foot in it. Apparently that shop teacher likes to tell stories about my feats of clumsiness. And the ways I tried to cheat the rules on assignments, stories of the imaginary bridge I turned in for an assignment have been told to just about everybody who's been assigned that project since I did it.

The clumsiness doesn't end there, but that's where the fair majority of my interesting injuries occured.