In sixth grade our class took a field trip to the Outer Banks. Our bus was on a ferry and it was raining. I had to use the bathroom so I got off the bus and ran through the rain to the bathroom on the ferry. After I peed I walked out and saw a boy from my class going into the opposite bathroom. He looked at me and laughed and ran back to the bus. I was all WTF and looked up at the door to realize I had been in the women's bathroom. When I got back to the bus everyone was pointing at laughing at me.

5/13/2012 4:15:32 PM

I'll bet you felt like a sap 852 times over

5/13/2012 4:21:59 PM

in 7th grade i tried out for the basketball team. they announced the roster on a friday...i made the team. that night i broke my arm and was injured for pretty much all season. i was healthy for the last two games and played a total of maybe 5 minutes all year lol. the following year i didn't make the team...and that ended my career of organized basketball

5/13/2012 4:47:18 PM

In 7th grade, I asked to be excused to go to the bathroom. On my way back to class, the bell rings to switch classes. Like an idiot, I sprint down the empty hall as soon as the bell rings so I can get back to class to pack up my books. The first door that opens to let students switch class, I run face first into. I hit the door so hard that it knocked the braces right off of my front teeth.

5/13/2012 5:13:06 PM

I was 10 years old, visiting my aunt in Tulsa. I had a box full of those exploding snap-pop things. We went to the park. I thought it would be funny to toss one at the feet of everybody we passed. I threw one at an elderly lady. She collapsed on the sidewalk. Next thing I know, the EMTs are there and they're putting her on a gurney. I don't think she died because her eyes were definitely open when they put her in the back of the ambulance.

5/13/2012 5:28:35 PM

couldnt help but lol halfway through that

5/13/2012 5:30:25 PM

^^ What?

People often die with their eyes open. It's movies/tv shows that portray death with people's eyes closed, murderer.

5/13/2012 5:58:29 PM

I went to a private Christian school and in seventh or eighth grade we went to our weekly chapel service, and there was a strict seating order and everyone had to file in/out in a certain way. I kept asking the teacher if I could go use the bathroom but she wouldn't let me until the service was finished. After we got out, I ran to the bathroom and just as I was pulling my pants down, everything came out. shat all over myself. I was so embarrassed, I snuck off to the main office and asked to use the phone to call home. she asked why and I had to say "I pooped my pants" and she very understandingly let me use the phone. I called my dad and he came and picked me up and when he pulled up he had a smirk on his face because I was way too old to be shitting myself at school. I had to go though, and that teacher wouldn't let me! nobody ever found out.

5/13/2012 6:20:46 PM

Neither me nor my brother passed DARE. I just didn't go (conflicted with the AG class I enjoyed) and my brother went but didn't do the work. Mom was pissed, though it should be noted that we're probably the only two people out of that hellhole who didn't end up doing drugs or drinking by the age of 14.

5/13/2012 6:46:15 PM

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5/13/2012 6:58:34 PM

In kindergarten, I liked this girl quite a bit. I figured I'd impress her with my acrobatic skills, so I climbed to to the top of the swing set and planned to slide down head first like Spider-Man. Well, I couldn't grip the metal very well, so I slid a lot faster than I expected to and ended up face down in the dirt all dazed and confused. She and her girl walked by laughing and pointing.

5/13/2012 8:16:19 PM

There was this jungle gym in a huge sandbox thing at a park we used to go to. Had to be three stories. Anyway, the only easy way to get down from the top was to slide down a pole. I had never mastered this feat and essentially just plummeted down them, so I said, yo, fuck that. I instead chose to flying leap off the top into the sand. Everything went swimingly the first two times and I felt like the pope of chili town, everyone was like whoa that kid is badass. Round three did not go well - my ankle went sideways on me when I landed. I got a bad sprain and cried like a bitch.

5/13/2012 8:36:25 PM

In kindergarten I had this really cute friend with red hair...let's say her name was whitney. she was awesome, and I liked her. my dad and poppop would tease me about her when I was young.

fast forward a few years...I'm in middle school at a gifted event (odyssey of the mind...state) at USF. I see whitney hanging out with another friend of mine (say her name is Kristi). we're too busy with everything to hang out or talk or anything.

well...after the events are over, we are all (as a group of about 10) waking to get something to eat and Kristi comes up to me and asks me if I remember Whitney (who was just a cute as she was in kindergarten).

my answer: No. (dude...I was so scared it was unbelievable)

penultimate fail

5/13/2012 10:41:54 PM

When I was in 3rd grade, one of the boys, likely noticing my weird, flamboyant mannerisms, asked me whether I liked "dick or pussy" but out of his fat face it sounded like "Dick or Poolsey" and I thought he was talking about a couple of random names (and I didn't know at the time what "pussy" meant other than "affectionate name for a cat" anyway), so I obvs. said "Dick" because at least I had heard of that name before.

thus began the gay-bashing

5/13/2012 11:29:19 PM

I used to chase cute boys down on the playground, tackle them to the ground & kiss them

Aaand they'd run off in terror.

/elementary school game failure

5/13/2012 11:33:24 PM

We finally got a girl's soccer team at my high school and I sprained my ankle at practice the day before our first game. It was a rainy day and we were running around the field like we did at the beginning of every practice. I ran in a hole, slipped, and fell. Lame. Being type 1 diabetic it takes longer for me to heal so I missed most of the season because of a sprained ankle and hair-line fracture.

5/13/2012 11:39:35 PM

Quote :

"When I was in 3rd grade, one of the boys, likely noticing my weird, flamboyant mannerisms, asked me whether I liked "dick or pussy" but out of his fat face it sounded like "Dick or Poolsey" and I thought he was talking about a couple of random names (and I didn't know at the time what "pussy" meant other than "affectionate name for a cat" anyway), so I obvs. said "Dick" because at least I had heard of that name before. thus began the gay-bashing "

Sounds like when people used to ask if you were a mag or fag.

Mag= male ass grabber
Fag= female ass grabber

Obviously there is no right answer

5/13/2012 11:47:16 PM

^^^ if you'd like to relive some old memories, holla at me

5/13/2012 11:48:33 PM

When I was in kindergarten, I was an elf in a Christmas play. I was supposed to sit a desk on stage, with my head down, and at a certain point stand up and play a toy trumpet. Well, I sat down at the desk, had my head down and didn't move. All was good except for one thing. I fell asleep. Instead of trying to wake up me up at my "line" the other kids just kept on going. I woke up at the end, and still groggy, stood up and played my trumpet. Everyone applauded and I thought I did an awesome job until I found out that I had done it all wrong.

5/14/2012 10:00:10 AM

there was this one time i should have kissed a girl i didnt

I had a white t shirt on, barbecue stain on it

she had a killer mini skirt, with a sun tan line and red lipstick on

we were just skippin rocks on the river by the railroad tracks

5/14/2012 2:10:07 PM

In kindergarten I was in a Care Bears play. I chose to be the one with the rainbow because I thought rainbows were cool.

Looking back, I now see why my dad was so upset

5/14/2012 2:13:16 PM

Quote :

"penultimate fail"

i'm sure you've failed more than once after that

5/14/2012 2:14:43 PM

in 7th grade paerabol sprained my ankle while playing dodgeball. fucking jerk.

5/14/2012 6:42:45 PM

Quote :

"i'm sure you've failed more than once after that"

nope.

5/14/2012 11:19:57 PM

Quote :

"I went to a private Christian school and in seventh or eighth grade we went to our weekly chapel service, and there was a strict seating order and everyone had to file in/out in a certain way. I kept asking the teacher if I could go use the bathroom but she wouldn't let me until the service was finished. After we got out, I ran to the bathroom and just as I was pulling my pants down, everything came out. shat all over myself. I was so embarrassed, I snuck off to the main office and asked to use the phone to call home. she asked why and I had to say "I pooped my pants" and she very understandingly let me use the phone. I called my dad and he came and picked me up and when he pulled up he had a smirk on his face because I was way too old to be shitting myself at school. I had to go though, and that teacher wouldn't let me! nobody ever found out."

Having to take a shit in middle through high school was the worst. I would sneak into the teachers bathroom if I had to go.

5/16/2012 4:59:01 PM

I was on a Scout trip and we were staying on a decommissioned battleship (I dont remember where, maybe SC?). Buddy of mine and I were walking around and starting flipping any switch we could find and pressing every button we could find(assuming they were all non-working). Turns out we started a small electrical fire and the ship had to be evacuated. Power went out and everything.

I got off that ship thinking that they were gonna get our fingerprints and we would be screwed....nothing ever happened.

5/16/2012 7:26:41 PM

I never failed as a child. I was fucking fantastic.

5/16/2012 8:06:50 PM