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owie.
(Crossposted to my blog.)
So. I being the highly intelligent, cautious creature that I am, I managed to injure myself last night. In the one way, naturally, that would ensure the highest ratio of physical pain to actual damage taken.
How, you ask?
I stepped out of watercolor class for a bit to get a snack, and sat on a desk that was only supported on one side, which was outside the classroom on the concrete sidewalk to eat it. Mistake number one. I had the suspicion that that desk was going to injure me somehow, but I wasn't sure how. So I went ahead and did it anyway, because I'm usually pretty lucky and hey, I'm only just turning 19, I'm still YOUNG AND INVINCIBLE.
Mistake number two was when I got off to throw away my trash. See, the desk's supports were up against the wall. Instead of dismounting at the side, where it might actually have been stable, I slid directly forward. Towards the side of the desk that was not supported and therefore not stable.
So the desk tipped over and deposited me - still sitting up with my spine vertical - directly onto my ass from about two or three feet up. Did I mention the ground was concrete?
I'm much better now than I was last night - in the sense that last night, I was shaking, having some difficulty speaking coherently, in a mild state of shock, and crying like a baby. Today, my ass just hurts like a fucking bitch.
Oh, and of course, it just so happens that my finals are next week. You've gotta love my sense of timing.
So. I being the highly intelligent, cautious creature that I am, I managed to injure myself last night. In the one way, naturally, that would ensure the highest ratio of physical pain to actual damage taken.
How, you ask?
I stepped out of watercolor class for a bit to get a snack, and sat on a desk that was only supported on one side, which was outside the classroom on the concrete sidewalk to eat it. Mistake number one. I had the suspicion that that desk was going to injure me somehow, but I wasn't sure how. So I went ahead and did it anyway, because I'm usually pretty lucky and hey, I'm only just turning 19, I'm still YOUNG AND INVINCIBLE.
Mistake number two was when I got off to throw away my trash. See, the desk's supports were up against the wall. Instead of dismounting at the side, where it might actually have been stable, I slid directly forward. Towards the side of the desk that was not supported and therefore not stable.
So the desk tipped over and deposited me - still sitting up with my spine vertical - directly onto my ass from about two or three feet up. Did I mention the ground was concrete?
I'm much better now than I was last night - in the sense that last night, I was shaking, having some difficulty speaking coherently, in a mild state of shock, and crying like a baby. Today, my ass just hurts like a fucking bitch.
Oh, and of course, it just so happens that my finals are next week. You've gotta love my sense of timing.
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