Meh.

You know what the biggest problem about Tumblr is? It's addicting. I go there to get my little gifs, and I'll usually just look until I find a funny gif and then I'll come up with a subject about it. Tonight though, I just wasted an hour looking through a bunch of gifs that I am not and will never use. Why? It. Is. Addicting. This isn't the point of the blog though. Actually this blog isn't going to have a specific point or reason. I'm going to tell you a slightly embarrassing story about myself. The only, ONLY, reason I'm doing so is because I literally have nothing else to write about. 

Do you ever get those moments when you just wish you could crawl into a hole and never come out because you're just THAT embarrassed? I can honestly say that this doesn't happen much to me. On rare occasion though, it does. 

I was walking along a nature trail in the Washington Zoo with my brother Hunter and my friend Emily. To the left of said trail was a very steep hill that led up to the actual zoo again. I don't know what possessed my brother to do it, but he just started booking up the side of that hill, with Emily close behind, and I'm standing there slightly confused. As I watch my brother reach the top, I see him gracefully hop over the metal railing that separates the cement ground from the dirt and grass. As I gaze upon the railing, I start to think that the railing isn't too high. I start to wonder if I can look as cool as my brother did when he jumped over that railing. So I started sprinting up the hill. 

This is where my story starts to take a tragic turn. As I was approaching the railing, I was prepping myself for my graceful leap over it. Too bad it never happened. I was so close to getting over the railing. Oh so close. I got the first leg over, which was awesome. As the second leg was going over though, the tip of my foot struck the railing. I'm sure you can imagine what happened next.

 

The fall wasn't quite that long, but I assure you that that's how I unfortunately looked. Plus there wasn't any water to break my fall. Just cement. That wasn't even the worst part of it. The worst part of it was realizing that there are about fifty people staring at you. Remember at the beginning of the blog when I mentioned something about going into that hole and never coming out? Yeah, that time is right now. The first words that literally came to my mind were these:

 I just kind of got up and walked away at that point. Not my fondest memory. Obviously. 

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