Okay so lately I've been injuring myself...in the most accidental and hilarious fassions.

*sighs then takes a deep breath* Okay...

So incedent number one was when my mother was having me do anything around the house tat popped up in her head. The dogs out front were getting hungry and were doing a pretty good job of expressing it. So she turns to me and says "you can feed the dogs too while you're at it...because your name is Cinderella." And she's smiling so I know that she's just being silly.
So in the fridge was this chicken/veggi/liquid stuff I was supposed to heat then mix with the dry dog food. so I got out to the porch with the food for them and they're all happy to see me with the shiney pan that brings them food and I smile and say, "Hi puppies!! Who's hung-" then I fell through the porch. Well, actually, my left leg fell through the porch.
You see, water had been damaging that porch for a while now so it was bound to happen sooner or later. Iwas just the lucky one that it happened upon. Not only did my leg get scratched up and was bleeding, but I feel FACE FIRST into the pan of dog food. It splattered all over the porch and I had a peice of dry dog food stuck in my ear...
Yeah...I know what you're thinking. That's hilarious, right? Well, IT IS!!! I won't blame you if you laugh! I'm laughing now~ ^^
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Incedent number two was only a week later after the first. I was in a hurry to get out the door and my finger got pinched by the door and started bleeding some. I thought that I had just gotten pinched and that if I wash it and put a bandaid on it, I'd be fine to go to school. I would just need my mother to drive me, that's all. But as soon as I got inside, I went to put cold water on it, and it BURNED. I quickly pulled it away from the water and held it to my chest, going over to turn on the light. Once I did though, and got a good look at my finger, I started to sob. What I had thought was a pinch from the door, was not that at all. My finger had gotten caught in the locking mechanism of the door and the pad on my right hand index finger was completely gone. I ran to my parent's bedroom and asked to go to the hospitol. My mother got up, looked at my finger, then cleaned it, put a bandaid on it, and gave me soem pain medication that would knock me out for the next six hours. =____=
But, thanks to my mother and her care, my finger healed in three weeks and here I am typing away~ (Also another reason as to why I haven't been updating at all. Sorry...)
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Only just last Friday...yes, Friday the thirteenth. I was walking down to the gas station with my friends, just like every Friday, to get snacks for us all. I had stepped on a plastic 'cap' to a sewer line and the cap flew two feet away and my right leg fell in the hole. Luckily though, my foot didn't even come near the sewer water down at the bottom of the hole. Unluckily though, was that someone had decided to flush just then inside the store and the JETS began whooshing at my leg. My shoe fell in, I had to get rid of my pants (luckily I was wearing them under a short dress, so I was still decent), and I had to wash my leg in the gas station bathroom sink...


SO...if you think you can top my three stories up there with you or your friend's stories of klutziness, please do tell me. It'd be nice to know of kindred spirits.