Author Topic: Bad memories  (Read 840 times)

Basicly, this is a topic to share bad memories
I only cry during this song because i had to put down a newborn kitten :'(
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whrhOLYVURc

Inb4MyDaddyTouchedMe

My pet giraffe touched me. :(


It was all like "Lets see if I can put my entire neck in there."


Getting stitches after a dog bite, it was on my face D:

my blanket touches me at night

allll over

I own the catz game :C

my blanket touches me at night

allll over

OMG! Me too! But just between... anyone who sees this... I kinda enjoy the warmth it gives me.

Getting stitches after a dog bite, it was on my face D:
Also this. It happened to me also.

SERIOUS POST AHEAD:

i once fell flat onto concrete face first onto my nose and it HURT LIKE A MOTHERforgetER


i was DRIPPING blood all over the school
there was a path to the nurse's office made of blood

i had to go to the hospital for x-rays to see if a nose bone was broken

my thoughts the whole time:
oh god what if a bone broke
forgetforgetforgetforgetfukcu kufkcufkuckfukcufkuckufkucfku ckufkufkcukucfkuckufkuforget
it would suck having a face cast or something


(there were no broken bones)
ive never broken a bone


but i still think i'm %0.00001 concrete

For starters, I have no memories of my parents, I was abandoned at a young age

Today I moved around 30 giant tables with one other person about a half mile, worked moving more things directly in the hot sun for two hours without the privilege of water or sitting down, and then get called "the laziest student I (teacher saying this) have ever seen", then get yelled at to move the tables all back, and get yelled at some more for being lazy, all while this teacher is sitting in the shade chugging pepsi.

I used to fall off of things a lot, once resulting in a cut on my face that bled like hell and required x amount of stitches to fix.

I got yelled at by some teachers for releasing three chickens numbered one, two, and four in the hallways at school when I had nothing to do with it, but props to the guy who did, we all spent the entire school day pretending to look for three.
« Last Edit: May 26, 2011, 12:17:36 AM by rockslide26 »

without bad memories we would have trouble improving ourselves