Clumsy Me

Well, on Friday, it was raining over here, so I was pretty happy that day. I like the rain. :D And according to weather people, we shall have more rain this weekend. XD

Anyway, I was walking down some stairs with my cousin that Friday. This was in a public place; and keep in mind that it was raining. The stairs were were like one of those where halfway down, it was a little flat platform that you walk on. These stairs were constructed of a rough mixture concrete with metal plating at the very egde of each step. It was raining. Metal is very slippery when wet. I usually walk on the metal parts. Can you guess what happened? Yup. So I fell down like 6 steps on my rear end. Dude, I must have looked so funny, bouncing from step to step. It was like sliding down the stairs. Except the stairs were cement and they caught my arm, which started bleed and bruise. And there's blood clotted beneath the skin, so I guess if I cut that part of the skin open, the blood would start pouring, but typing that up, I realized that if you cut any part of your skin open, it would start pouring out. Duuh.

:D I showed off to my friends. But by Monday (today) it started to fade. So I'm sad. Sunday was its climax. It was like a disgusting rainbow that went from my wrist to my elbow. My parents made me put medicine and these ancient Chinese medical stuff, so yea. Like, if you wet a bunch of salt and put it on your bruise until it dries out... But everyone knows that one. The thing is, was that it worked. It went by so quickly. I'm sad. D;

I wished someone videoed taped me. That would have looked so funny. My cousin thought I was just bouncing down the stairs for fun, until he realized it was raining and that halfway through I let out a shriek. (He's eight.)

Speaking of little eight year old boys, some of them are so evil!! EEE-VIIIIL!! My cousin has a friend named Andrew. Feel free to search up little eight year boys named Andrew and kill them all. Jk, jk. Anyways, my cousin...He's a smart little kid, but he's very very... gullible. And trusting. So he lent his Pokemon game to his friend Andrew so that Andrew can give him a PowPart or something. It turns out that Andrew did not give him the PowPart yet, and he took all of my cousin's strong pokemon, and deleted some of them. I mean, I'm not really attached to Pokemons anymore, but the poor little kid went up to me crying, saying that his friend took away all his Pokemon in exchange for a PowPart which the little guy didn't agree on. Andrew here, he's a smart evil little kid. I think, (but this is just me) that Andrew erased my cousin's data, so that he can be the best in Pokemon, because all guys have these competition on who's the best. That sounds really sexist, but that's just the truth. In my school, there are these guy that are so friggin determined to beat one another in paper football, it's ridiculous. Anyways, that's what I think of Andrew. I told my cousin not to trust him, ask him to give back the Pokemons, and not to be bullied around. Poor little kid. I'll go beat the bajizzims out of that kid. I swear.

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P.S. It's 13 days later, and yes, we did have rain again. Delicious glorious rain. :D