A story about me you probably don't care about:Saturday morning was cold at 7:30 AM. As I found out soon after stepping outside, it was icy too. I was heading to the classroom building to fulfill my duty of "after hours maintenance", which in this case was unlocking. I had my hands buried in my jacket pockets because it was cold as I have previously mentioned. I move down the walkway and start to bound down the stairs when stair number three took me out. That thing was solid ice. I fell back on my toosh banged my lower back and just barely hit my head. I also attained this cool scar that I had to show off. My arm really really hurt just after it happened. It is better now, though.
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Pathetic. What a baby...
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