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1) Skipping.
I was in sixth grade, and it was sixth hour gym. We had been
outside playing lacrosse, or some game of the sort. My class had
been screwing around, but I had paid no attention to it because
they always did that.
My teacher had had enough! She told us to all go in.
I didn't realize it was too early for class to be over and that
we were in trouble. Everyone else knew. I ran to the
locker room as I would any other day. No one else came in. After
a few minutes, I heard my teacher come in and announce that no one
should be in the locker rooms.
I hid.
I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I went into one of the
small showers and cried for the rest of the hour. When I heard people
coming in, I discreetly migrated with the rest of the girls.
I just happened to end up by my best friend. "Where did
you come from?" she asked. I came up with some excuse
that she accepted for some unknown reason. I got dressed and
went out to wait for the bell to ring. My teacher gave me
a look, almost as if she knew, but said nothing.
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2) My biggest screw up was last year.
I was hungry for something really good. So I went to the freezer
and there I found a wonderful frozen pizza. I read the instructions
and turned the oven on 350 degrees. I put the pizza in and it looked
delicious. After I set the timer I went to the living room and turned
on Hannah Montana. I really liked that episode so I didn’t
want to check my pizza. Then at commercial I got up, the timer said
0:08. So I opened the oven and flames and smoke flew out at me!
I was surprised. I shut the oven. Then, like it was just an illusion
I opened it back up. The flames were there. My pizza was on fire.
I shut the oven, I sort of panicked and I ran to my mom’s
room and told her. She ran out and put the fire out. Luckily the
oven wasn’t ruined, but I never got to finish that Hannah
Montana episode or have that wonderful pizza.
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3) Uh-Oh
One day
I was riding my bike and I got bored. So I built myself a big
ramp to jump off of. I jumped it so many times that I was having
bigger and bigger air. When it was getting dark my mother called
me in just as I was about to jump off the ramp, so I tried to
hit the brakes but I missed so I looked down at the handlebar.
When I looked back up I ran into the second log holding the ramp
up. I rammed it so hard I flipped half way over the handlebars
and when I landed on the handlebar. It hurt bad and my sister
and mom came out to help because they heard a big crash. I got
a really good bruise but nothing was broken. That is what I think
is my biggest screw up ever.
Corey
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4) I've made too many screw-ups to count. Most of
my biggest screw-ups have been happily repressed, but I can still
remember the time I lost my Great Grandma. She baby-sat me
while my parents were at work, and once she took me to the grocery
store with her. My sense of direction is completely absent,
so it wasn't too long before I had strayed too far behind and lost
my Grandmother.
Thankfully, my panic senses are also mostly absent, so
I took myself on a little stroll to find her. It wasn't
too long before I came across an old lady with a cart, who, at
the time, I was sure was my Grandmother. I nonchalantly
latched myself onto the end of her cart, and looked up to give
her a big smile, which was when I realized I was smiling at the
wrong woman. My Grandmother, who by then had found me, couldn't
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5)
I was taking my girlfriend out to a dinner at a real nice place as we pulled
into the parking lot I noticed I forgot to bring my wallet. Doh! We had to
drive back to my place and get my wallet. Boy she was starving by the time
we were seated!
Soo
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6) My birthday, a Saturday night, and the perfect evening
for a prank phone call. Me and my friends were around chattering
when I came up with a brilliant idea. Hey, lets order a pizza for
our worst enemy, and lets make it big, nasty, and expensive. We
pondered the idea and came to the conclusion that we would do it.
As I grabbed for the phone, some of us had to cover our mouths from
laughing hysterically. The Vitales worker answered and I quickly
ordered a pepperoni, anchovy, pineapple and mushroom pizza. They
asked for my number and I quickly gave them the number of the person
we were sending it to. Then I gave them their address. Fifteen minutes
later we heard my doorbell ring and wondered who it would be. It
was the pizza guy. I guess they couldn't find the girl's house,
so they called the number we gave them, and she gave them our address.
So we ended up having to pay for the pizza.
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7) I was in West Virginia and was camping
with my family along the New Gorge River. We decided that we'll
go canoeing down the river. I was having a good time until I
hit my older brother, Anthony, in the face with the oar. He got
up and he was about to hit me in the face.
All of the sudden, the canoe tipped to the
side and everybody fell into the river. I heard a loud noise up
ahead and the water current picked up speed. My family was screaming,
except me and Anthony. Anthony kept cussing me out and I just kept
apologizing, but he was so hot-headed that he couldn't hear me.
We were flying down the river and hitting some
rocks on the way and uur canoe was stuck behind a rock. I tried
to get up but the river was to strong. I told everybody that we
should hold hands and help each other to the canoe, but Anthony
said "Hell, no. I'm not going to help you, I rather die."
"Well, your wish is granted because the
waterfall is up ahead and you can just die for all I care."
He didn't say anything and then he grabbed my hand and said, "
Fine, i'll help but you owe me big."
So my family and i struggled to the canoe. We
were almost there until I fell into the raging water and the current
carried me to the edge of the waterfall. Everybody kept screaming
my name and i was struggling to reach a rock. The water pulled me
under and I reached for something. My head hit something hard, i
was about to black out until i felt a hand in my hand and pulled
me really hard.
i woke up and i saw my mom and she was crying
on me. My dad was holding my hand and kissing it. i looked around
me and I saw Anthony looking at me. We glanced at each other and
the silence broke between us and he said, "Now you owe me twice."
"Thank you."
"Yeah, yeah."
I smiled and asked, "where are we?"
My parents answered, " Were on the
other side, sweetheart." i was shocked and i looked behind
me and i saw the waterfall and the canoe that was still stuck behind
a rock. I was confused i asked, " How'd you get me
and the rest out of the river."
"We magically got lifted out of the river,"
said my sarcastic brother, Johnny.
"Actually, we had to grab some rocks and
Anthony had to carry you across his back." said my sister.
Kristen.
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8) Screw Up To The Rescue!
When I was 4 or 5 the Power Puff Girls was my favorite
show. During summer vacation my sister, friend and neighbor, and
I decided to become the butt-kicking team of Blossom, Buttercup,
and Bubbles. Since I was supposed to be Bubbles who was blonde
my black hair had to go. Cutting my hair here and there, the toilet
paper we had painted an awful yellow was scrunched up on either
side of my head into pigtails. We were almost done when our moms
came in. I had never before seen anyone that angry before.
That was by far the stupidest thing I've ever done and
because of my disastrous hair style, all my mom could do was even
it out. The longest pieces of hair reached the bottom of my ears!
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9) It was one of the rehearsals before a band concert. We
were doing a quick run-through of the songs, and had about ten measures
before the end of the second one, a masterpiece by Bach.
I was playing fine, just like every other practice. Suddenly,
a loud blaring noise emanated from my trombone bell, filling the
auditorium, and interrupting the song. It echoed through the room.
The band director looked at me, in shock and wonder. I put on
a sheepish gin, and told the truth, I sneezed. A lot of the band
thought it was the tenor sax next to me, for he was notorious
for playing notes out of the music. My friend, a flautist in front
of me, turned around in terror, thinking she was being shot at.
This is understandable, because it was the loudest I have ever
played.
It was embarrassing, but now all of the freshmen band
members laugh about it, and I still am asked to finish a performance
with a sneeze. Have not yet been able to reenact that hilariously
dreadful scene, much to our director's pleasure.
Kayleigh
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10) One of my biggest screw-ups was when I wore pajamas
to school one day, only it wasn't on Pajama Day during my school's
spirit week for Homecoming. I wasn't even aware I had them on
until I arrived at school. I had gotten ready, like always, and
rode the bus to school, like every other morning. This morning,
in my first grade year wasn't any different from any other morning
of my school career, aside from the fact that I had forgotten
to take my pajamas off. I had just put my school clothes on right
over them and I didn't even notice.
So here I am, sitting in my desk when I look down because
I notice something pink sticking out from under the shorts I was
wearing. I thought that it looked a lot like my Piglet pajamas.
Guess what? They were. I was horrified! I spent all day trying
to cover them up. As soon as I got home, I ran to the bathroom
and tore them off. 9 years later, I'm still not sure if anyone
noticed or not.
Charlie
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