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Writer's Block: Remember that time…
Aug. 14th, 2010 04:28 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Hee. When I was in the 7th grade, the boys and girls were playing flag football during recess in the field next to the school. I was notoriously bad at almost all sports, being fat and kind of slow (however, I could throw, and I could aim - I was always stupidly good at archery and floor hockey). However, this day, I caught the football and took off running. I made the touchdown and NOBODY was chasing me. I felt like I'd really done something!
.... Until (yeah, you knew there was one of those) I turned around and saw everybody watching me with a great deal of amusement. It turned out I'd run off the sidelines, not into the other team's end zone. Fortunately, I had a good sense of humor, or my life wouldn't have been worth living the next couple of days. :-P
Hee. When I was in the 7th grade, the boys and girls were playing flag football during recess in the field next to the school. I was notoriously bad at almost all sports, being fat and kind of slow (however, I could throw, and I could aim - I was always stupidly good at archery and floor hockey). However, this day, I caught the football and took off running. I made the touchdown and NOBODY was chasing me. I felt like I'd really done something!
.... Until (yeah, you knew there was one of those) I turned around and saw everybody watching me with a great deal of amusement. It turned out I'd run off the sidelines, not into the other team's end zone. Fortunately, I had a good sense of humor, or my life wouldn't have been worth living the next couple of days. :-P
