I hurt my felf :(

I was opening a door with a glass window (it was a cupboard) and I had something in my left hand so I could only use one hand. As I opened it, it started to close, so, I slid my hand up the inside of it to keep it open. When I put what I needed to put into the cupboard in there, I reached out. As I pulled my hand out, I felt a slight pain in my right hand. (How cool did that sentence sound!? "I felt a slight pain in my right hand" Ha! Priceless!) Anywho, I looked at my knuckle and it had a small cut. So, I went and looked for a pack of band-aids. When I FINALLY found one, I looked at my hand and it was bleeding heaps ! I put a small square band-aid on it.

So what happened was I slid my knuckle up against the glass and cut it.

Btw, you read a whole paragraph, when I could have just written that ^^ in that sentence......

Lol.

That hurts like hell, my sister knows that anyway. She trod on something plastic (out of anger, of course) then she started screaming her head off, literally. She had a pretty gnarly and deep cut in her right foot and she was on crutches for a week.

The moral of this story? Don't stamp your feet when you're angry.

Ouch. It's alright four years ago I broke my arm when I fell on gravel.

ouchies! lol

I've got two stories for you (Sorry if this is going off topic)

The first was when I was little. My little brother and I were playing around with this big and heavy monster truck, which was made out of metal. Anyway, we were stupidly running around in the dark. next thing i Know is that I've had a heavy metal truck slammed into may face. It got me on top of my eyebrow. I was rushed to the medical clinic, had a syringe/needle stuck into my face (I think it was to reduce the pain). I then had stitches for about 1 month. Don't even start on how much it of a pain it was.

The second happened around July last year. The teacher at me Primary School got a little cocky and he wanted to race the whole class(running race). So we raced him and when I went to stop, I grabbed a pole and swung round so it can stop me. Little did I know that it fractured my little toe. I just thought I was just pain, so I walked with my foot on an angle. We resumed class. I was still limping. The teacher realized and sent me home. I went to the doctors, just to be on the safe side. It turned out to be a fractured toe, which I mentioned earlier. I was on crutches for 5-6 weeks. I was on them during my Confirmation and my Birthday. Not a good way to have a 12th Birthday eh?

OOO! That monster truck one would HURT! I had stiches above, and through, my right eyebrow when I stacked my bike in year.....1? no wait, kinder. They are really anoying. I had 6 in and the pulled two out that the sane time. I still have them somehwere in a jar, a jar from the doctors, made out of plastic or course.

Oh yeah, I'll always remember that David. Once I saw you stop, (remember I walked to avoid that kind of thing) I knew something was wrong (although we used to bag you around doing that kind of stuff). So I went up to you and asked what was wrong. Remember? But you could still get a basketball in from a certain distance. And you weren't on crutches for your birthday, you were just off them. We played in that basketball comp that day.

TBH Mr Sherwood (the teacher for those who don't know, he was an art teacher) was a bit stupid after he himself fell the first time. Then he went a second time, and... well...

Anyway I have another story that happened 4 years ago. I went to kick a football at my school's oval just before lunchtime ended and I slipped on the gravel right on my back. I was winded and I couldn't move. However that night I still managed to beat footy legend Alex Jesaulenko (spelling) in a handball comp.

I hate being winded! I was in...yr1? And I was walking along these rocks that surrounded a tree, quite a large circle, it was. Anywho, I was walking along and slipped and landed on my stomach. I was winded, but because of my age, or lack of age, I didn't know I was winded, all I knew it that I couldn't breathe.

It happened to me last Tuesday when I marked a footy!

I am not the athletic type. So I rarely get that injured. So if I get injured, normally it is from my older brothers, or I bring it upon myself....accidentally of course.

I do run a fair bit and I reckon I'm pretty fast for the tall, heavy ball I am (true, I'm roughly 180cm tall no joke)

I am the second tallest in my family and I am NOWHERE NEAR that tall!

seriously back to the topic, I heard once that my mum dislocated my sister's arm at a shopping centre... ouch.

And recently I injured my finger playing basketball but the next day the school told me to go to the doctors and what was on the next day? Sandown Practise! No prizes for guessing where I went.

Umm....Sandown? And how do you dislocate an arm at a shop? That will be one to tell the grand kids!

Once, my brother wanted to see how many paver's a can could hold. So, he put the can upright, on the concrete, and put on paver on top. Then another. I think he put one more on, then it buckled, so he went to straighten it up. Let me pause there. Now, he is kneeling down, one hand under a pile of paver's being held by a can that is buckling. Meanwhile, back at the house, my mum is sleeping, I am watching Tv and my other brother is outside watching my other brother be an idiot.
Now, I'll press play. He reaches under to fix it, and......BOOM! They all fall down. On his hand. Slicing open his index finger between his index finger and middle finger. He ran inside and woke up my mum and she wasn't too happy.

My mum picked my sister up by the arm and snap! It's all out of whack.

Oooh! Pain!

When I went to Sandown I saw my good ole mate JR and he wanted to know what happened. He (seriously) laughed at what I decided to do. I can't wait to see him at the AGP, Sandown, Winton and PI.

Ask him if he remembers me, the one that skipped him in an Autograph session. It was funny, once, three drivers were at my local Westfield, and it was Wilson, Luff and Jason. I went up, got something signed by Luff and Wilson, and just walked off and skipped Richards. It was so funny! They were all laughing at him! It was back in 2004. Before the grand finale.

AAARGH! Don't do that to him! He's my good friend...
Poor Jase...

T.A wrote:Ask him if he remembers me, the one that skipped him in an Autograph session. It was funny, once, three drivers were at my local Westfield, and it was Wilson, Luff and Jason. I went up, got something signed by Luff and Wilson, and just walked off and skipped Richards. It was so funny! They were all laughing at him! It was back in 2004. Before the grand finale.

That would be something I would do!

same!

Hey! We're going off topic! Naughty fellas!

Its your fault! Blame you!!!!

ME!?

Yep! You mentioned Jason Richards, and thats when it all fell apart.....