Grace Personified
HEH.
I am so fucking graceful.
I will 'splain.
No. Let me sum up.
Basically, as you can see, it is 2 in the morning. My mom got home from working at the Country Club as a bartender half an hour ago. When she got home, I went downstairs to talk to her and chill, and basically I'm kinda hyper since it's late.
As I got up from the edge of her bed to go upstairs, I proceeded to trip over her tennis shoe. Then, I fell against the window ledge, knocked over a candle (unlit thankfully), tripped over the other tennis shoe, and fell onto my right leg, which crumpled beneath me. I ended up sprawled on my face on the floor, with my mother going, "OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?!"And my response?
Hysterical laughter. :D
I think I should join a dance academy! Someone with graceful movements like myself should not go to waste. :P
I am so fucking graceful.
I will 'splain.
No. Let me sum up.
Basically, as you can see, it is 2 in the morning. My mom got home from working at the Country Club as a bartender half an hour ago. When she got home, I went downstairs to talk to her and chill, and basically I'm kinda hyper since it's late.
As I got up from the edge of her bed to go upstairs, I proceeded to trip over her tennis shoe. Then, I fell against the window ledge, knocked over a candle (unlit thankfully), tripped over the other tennis shoe, and fell onto my right leg, which crumpled beneath me. I ended up sprawled on my face on the floor, with my mother going, "OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?!"And my response?
Hysterical laughter. :D
I think I should join a dance academy! Someone with graceful movements like myself should not go to waste. :P
posted by free_reverie at 3:19 AM
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I was here.
No you weren't! :P
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