A couple of years ago I went ice-skating with my class as an end of year reward thing. I don't ice-skate very often (living in Australia there isn't much ice..) so when I first start off I'm a bit wobbly until I get used to it and then I'm fine.
Anyways one of my annoying guy friends who is really good at ice-skating kept zooming past me as I'm hobbling along making silly remarks about how bad at it I was and so I decided to go really fast just to prove to him that I could be as fast as him. I was okay for the first five seconds or so and I said something along the lines of 'Ha! I can do it' and then completely stacked it.
on the final field trip of eighth grade on the bus people were rly pissing me off so i had a breakdown and literally told everyone what i thought of them even with their parents there LOL
im not really embarrassed but people always assume that its something id be embarrassed by so i guess ill post it
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also id like to add, every single time people sing happy birthday to me i get super embarrassed.
When I was 13 or 14, I got a really bad stomach virus. Well, that night I had drank a lot of water because I'd been dehydrated from going to the bathroom so much. As I was laying on the couch to go to sleep, because I was too tired/sick to move, I had to puke all of a sudden. So I get up and rush to the bathroom and as I'm running through the kitchen, I puke up water all over the floor(Remember I had drank water all day and had literally not eaten anything) in front of me and since I was running as it happened... I slipped and fell into it, made a loud crashing noise as I fell on my ass, and pooped myself a little bit. So my parents get out of bed to see what the noise was, but I'm already in the bathroom washing myself off in the shower and stuff. All I hear, while I'm in the bathroom, is a loud thud as my mom fell and screamed, "Who the **** spilled water all over the floor and didn't clean it up?!"
The first day I wore my new pleated school skirt was when I was walking down the stairs to go to my next class. I'm in my 11th year and walking behind me were a bunch of boys in the year below. A massive gust of wind blew my skirt up and yep... these boys saw the whole thing. Sucks living in the second windiest city in the world.