I am the queen spaz.
When I was 7 I broke my elbow in the growth plate, from falling off my bike. Most kids when they fall, they put their arms out straight. Not me, I landed directly on the tip of my elbow, breaking it off and requiring surgery. I'm lucky my right arm grew to a normal length.
When I was 10 I broke my foot by (dumbass) running around in circles.
When I was 13 I sprained my foot by (even more dumbass) running from my room to the living room and back to tell my mom I had beaten a special level in Super Mario World.
In my senior musical, we did the Will Rogers Follies. The set for the show is a giant follies staircase. Well, the opening musical number required us to go up the stairs and exit in the middle of the number, to return later in the song. I missed the top step on the back side of the stairs, and fell head over heels down the other side, about a 7 to 10 foot drop. That sucked, I was covered in cuts. My ass was green the next day from bruises.
Last spring, I fell down the stairs in two different buildings in one week. The second time I fell I bruised the hell outa my back and couldn't move much for a day or two. That was fun.
Last night at the Ice Skating rink, I didn't fall on the ice one time. But I did fall trying to sit down. Without skates on, mind you. The walls are lined with movie-theater style chairs that fold up when you sit down. I stood up for somethng and then sat back down and fell right on my ass.
