So, I'm about nine. Moms tells me to take out the trash. I gather everything up except for a napkin in the corner. I bend down, grab the napkin, and oddly it sticks to my thumb. Then starts to turn red. I find this odd and chose to investigate. Looking on the other side of the napkin I see a soup can lid. The lid has sliced through the top of my thumb about an inch and a half deep, and has yet to dislodge. I pull out the lid, peel away the napkin, take a deep breath, and scream like a banshee. To make a long story short (too late) I spent the next couple of hours in the bathroom running water over my finger and the next two months trying to get the wound to close and stay shut.
I will always remember this event. Partly because of the scar, but mostly for those few seconds of confusion. I didn't know I was hurt, so I felt no pain. Ignorance is bliss. To this day, I will always kick a napkin before I pick it up.
i just remembered a childhood memory (ok i know im still a child 😮) where one of my friends said something stupid to seem cool!
actually two moments
1) my friend said to us "do you guys know what i mean when i say pj?"
"you never say pj 😑" we responded
"yes i do, i always do"
"ive never heard you 😕"
"well anyway do you know what it means?"
"no 😬"
"personal joke. i always say it."
"noooo you dont 😬"
mah, not really funny, but it was stupid how she just made it up 😖
2) this girl wrote in one of those 'fab friend books' under the question 'you know im around when you hear the words' she put 'i love rat'
and we said 'whos rat?'
'rat, i always talk about him!'
'um, ive never heard you 😕'
'rat - chris!'
'whos chris?'
stupid attention seeking whores 🙄
Originally posted by Df02
i remember my m8 was swinging on a rope from a tree.....and he was swinging around on it, quite fast and at the top of his swing the rope snapped and he did a back flip and landed on his face lolwasnt funny at the time, but when we realised he was ok it was hilarious
im full of childhood memories droolio
in year 5 i was doing some crazy thing on the monkey bars when i slipped and fell off (i was on top of them) and as i was falling i held out one arm to sheild my face.
me and my friend laughed until i realised it hurt 😬
so we went to a teacher
"excuse me miss i think i broke my arm 😑"
the teacher laughs, "no no dear, im sure it just hurts!"
"no it really hurts!" i say
"youd be crying if it was broken sweety!"
anyway i have to leave school to go to hospital, come back the next day my arms plastered up because it'd been broken 😬
DAMN TEACHERS ranting