<p>So, from looking around in the two short days I've been here, we all seem to be fairly intelligent people - but, of course, even intelligent people screw things up on occasion. Here's a place to come clean.</p>
<p>I'll start.
1. Deciding to act out scenes from "Fight Club" with a few guys (I'm a chick), all of whom had at least three inches and twenty pounds on me.
2. Forsaking sleep for six days in eighth grade.
3. Pulling two consecutive all-nighters before the PSATs.
4. A long, painful incident that began with me attempting to cook a tortilla and ended up with my cat's tail on fire.</p>
<p>(And yes, I mean stupid in the sort of way where you might be embarassed for a day or two but laugh at it later. If you ended up killing two or three people in a chem lab gone awry, we don't want to know.)</p>
<p>well it wasn't my fault, but my friend pulled us over one time. we were breaking curfew (well, and TPing) and when the police started following us she kind of flipped out. we got sooo much **** for it. oh, and 4 saturdays of community service.</p>
<p>lol yeah no one died.
but um in chemistry, we were doing an identifying substance/titration lab. and we were using this high molar concentration HCl. I was pouring it into a test tube, and I had to go slowly because it boils when poured too quickly (it was already creating vapors at the top of the test tube) . . and my friend was telling me something that made me laugh SO hard .. and i lost control and the acid spilled everywhere. And my lab partner was leaning against the table, near the bunsen burner that was turned ON, and the stuff got all over her so she was trying to get it off .. while she was leaning into the sink to wash off the acid, her hair (should've been tied back) caught on the burner and her hair went aflame. she automatically had this reflex to try to put it out with her hands, which had acid on it . . so it made everything much worse, she was like screaming, and i'm trying to clean up the darn acid that spilled; I didn't really know what to do . . everyone was tryign to get the teacher's attention and he came over and pushed her into the shower thing and showered her with water. I felt sorta bad after the ordeal, cuz it was partly my fault . . but she should've practiced normal lab procedure and tie her hair back and wear gloves . . reflecting back on the incident though, it seems kinda funny remembering her run around with hair aflame. </p>
<p>Oh yeah another stupid thing that my teacher did in chem: she was doing an experiment for the class and poured a tiny bit of alcohol into an empty milk gallon, swished it around and lit the top of the gallon, and it made this ka-boom! noise and a blue flame shot up. The class told her to do it again, so she poured out the ethanol into the sink and got a new gallon .. and apparently she forgot that she just poured ethanol all over the sink because she threw her lit match in there to stop the flame and the whole sink went on fire. She scared some people, like really scared them, some looked like they were going to pass out or something, but all you had to do was wait until the flame naturally died down lol</p>
<p>But at another school a couple of days ago, 2 boys jumped on the back of this guys' car and he didn't know and he suddenly went forward and they both fell. One hit the car but turned out fine, the other one .. his head fell under the car and snapped back and .. he didn't make it.
some stupid actions can be f a t a l. ;(</p>
<p>once in chemistry my friend lit his hand on fire, but he was wearing an oven mit, so it was the mit that was on fire, and the foreign chem teacher started screaming... hahaha good times. it was cause he reached for a tea cup which was over a bunsen burner, ignoring the cloth vs fire thing.</p>
<p>this one happened to my friend 2 years ago:</p>
<p>he was drunk after a night at the club. after he was done he drove home. he was driving a white car. behind him there was a highway patrol car tailing him. Highway patrol cars are also white in color. The police pulled him over, and my friend knew he was in deep trouble.</p>
<p>police asked him for his license and ID. he pretended to ask, "what's wrong officer?"
"Were you drinking?"
"No sir, absolutely not. Why do you say so?"
"Because we saw you coming out of a club earlier."
"Oh, I was visiting a friend, but I didn't drink."</p>
<p>The policemen took out a yellow tape and taped it on the road and asked my friend to walk a straight line. My friend tried to wiggle his way out. At that time there was a small accident between two cars behind them. The policemen, under obligation to investigate the accident, told my friend, "I'll let you off this time. Go home and drive safely."</p>
<p>My friend thanked the officer, drove home and went up 17 floors to his apartment and went to sleep. THe next morning, there was a knock on the door. WHen he opened the door, there were four highway patrol officers outside. he got a shock, so he asked, "What happened, officer?"
"Were you driving at 2 am last night along the [highway name]?"
"Yes sir."
"And were you driving under the influence of alcohol?"
"No, sir. I've already said that yesterday. I swear I was just visiting a friend."
The questioning officer looked straight into my friends' eye. "If truly you didn't drink and drive, then tell us," and he leaned closer to my friend.</p>
<p>"...why did you drive a highway patrol car home?"</p>
<p>My friend was fined and spent a week in jail. Poor thing.</p>
<p>last week I completely biffed it over a row of chairs in my art history lecture, my friends were in the next row over and they were all "just hop over the chairs."</p>
<p>so I try to climb over and of course tumble backwards, head on the ground and legs up over the chair, very narrowly missing cracking my head on an armrest. I am a splayed out mess and don't want to climb back up due to the massive SILENCE dominating the hall.</p>
<p>the professor runs over and sees if I'm okay and I flash him a thumbs up. yeesh it's a 400 person lecture, I'd rather not have the professor's attention.</p>
<p>not very significant but it did make me laugh, especially since I wasn't in any pain.</p>
<p>Once, when I was like 8, me and my friend wanted to break out wrists (because we really wanted a cast) so we climbed trees and flew off them over and over again. We were getting angry because our wrist weren't breaking.</p>
<p>One day, we were doing our routine again and my bum pocket of my jeans got caught on one of the limbs on the big tree.. and I was just like dangling there and i wiggled and wiggled but I couldn't get off (I was up really high).. And I was crying hysterically.. dangling from the tree.. from my bum.. And these big boys (prob about 14) had to help me off the tree. And I ran away from hide the embarassment. I dont think I even said thank you..</p>
<p>I was living alone when I was 16, studying A Levels at this local "college". Anyway, my sister had bought me pepper spray to protect myself if I was ever alone or against muggers. You know, the usual. So in my room, I was curious about how it worked so I CAREFULLY opened the top and pointed the pepper spray AWAY from me and squeezed the button.</p>
<p>Should've been safe, right?</p>
<p>Yeah, well, I totally forgot that I was facing my OPEN window and though it was a dead day before, a gust of wind blew up and I got pepper spray in my mouth and nose.</p>
<p><em>arched brows</em> At least I was brave enough to relate a <em>PERSONAL</em> study thing I've done instead of what a pal did. <em>sticks tongue out at you</em> So there.</p>
<p>Seriously, banedon, you MUST have some stories!</p>
<p>(And I'm not sad. I'm just...sometimes...non-sensical.)</p>
<p>Oh man, I've done far too many stupid things to count...
...but there was this one incident last spring. First day of lacrosse practice. We hadn't touched our sticks and were going on a warm-up run. But some idiot decided to rope off the asphalt path, even though our track ran right through it. I even SAW the rope, but it didn't occur to me that I had to jump over it...yeah. I ended up tripping, falling flat on my face into the pavement, breaking my wrist, and cutting my nose, knees and hands. Embarrasing. -_-;;</p>
<p>I decided it would be a grand idea to nail old shoes onto a skateboard. So I did. I could olley so high and people NEVER knew the secret that my shoes were nailed to the board. And so I went down a hill. I couldn't really stop. Landed on my tailbone and it hurt. But still, it was fun.</p>
<p>in fourth grade, i didnt know yet about "giving the finger" (the bird, w/e)
well one day i jammed my right middle finger between 2 desks, and it hurt a lot, so i cried and went to the teacher, to show her my "boo-boo". (read: i walked up to her and gave her the finger)...i didnt know why she had a horrified look on her face... later my friend explained it to me... i was so shocked LOL</p>