It was my first "relationship" that had reached a month, during 8th grade. Ahhh middle school.
I was having a nice walk with my boyfriend after school had let out. Right next to our school is a plaza type thing with big brick pillars connected to the sidewalk to support the foundation, so we were talking and honestly I have no idea what happened and apparently I have no peripheral vision because right in the middle of a conversation about who-knows-what I ran into one of the [omitted] pillars. Yep. My head literally smacked it.
Another time I was at church in around the 6th grade, and we were having a competition between teams where we participated in various physical challenges and whoever did it the fastest won. Well finally the "cool" group of girls in church wanted me to be on their team and I was really lame in 6th grader so of course I was all hyped and this was totally my chance to win them over so I could be cool too. Nope. I was picked to do the last part of the race (Well actually I chose it so that just makes it worse) and at this point my team was winning by a longshot. It was finally my turn and my job was to climb the playground equiptment except I wasn't allowed to touch any black parts (so I could only use the colored sides and slides and stuff) Well, everyone was pretty much climbing it like some kind of ape except for me. I guess it didn't occour to me until this point that I had a hurt (probably just fractured idk) ankle. Yeah.. um so I awkwardly failed and the rest of my team was mad at me like I accidentally lost them some kind of title. I even said "Hey it's alright guys no big deal" and another one of the snottier girls replied, "No it's not." I was to shy and embarrassed to even tell them why I failed so much.
I like to pretend I just made that up.
Malfoy Edit: Mind the language, please.
Edited by ichiro.malfoy, 14 August 2013 - 10:55 AM.