the 'moments'

Ok. I don’t know what to head this one. Its all the clumsy ‘moments’ I have.

Whoever has seen spirit:stallion of the whatever, knows that after the first 5 seconds of his birth, the only dialogue is ‘horse’. Me being the tool I am, thought I must of messed up the language spoken in the movie and went back to the menu and spent 25 minutes going back and forth wondering why they were speaking horse when I had changed the language to English and so forth (facepalm) I told my mate in oz, like I do whenever im a tool. He sat there writing lol a thousand times in chat before I logged off facebook. Ok I don’t understand horse. I needed it to be spoken in English and im shaking my head giggling thinking of how I was going to turn on subtitles.
even that didn’t work!!!!
horses: neigh neigh neigh I want grass
subtitles: horses neighing.
no duhhhhh subtitles im not THAT dumb. Later I proved myself I was when I left it talking horsey and he started his internal monologue again.
I felt like an IDIOT.

In summer, we all like buying mangoes. They are delicious and available. Those who know me know im a half samoan. So shes going around, gently ‘palpitating’ them to see which ones will be sweet, but not goop when ya cut em. I pick one up and squeeze it a bit and she asks if it’s a good one.
professionally, I stated ‘hmm yes this one should be full of juice and nutrients, im islander, I should know’ she nearly died from laughing in the supermarket. When we cut it, it was the driest non juicy thing ever. Leading to more laughing and me, once again, looking like a total idiot.

I don’t mind looking like an idiot, as long as someone appreciates my ‘moments’, I don’t mind. After the humiliation, at least I made someone smile right?

I was typing last night, on Microsoft words, those who are comfortable with the keyboard of computers don’t need to look down at what theyre doing. I use a laptop. So after writing, I decided to finally knock off and snooze. So I go up to ‘menu’ to save my document. It wasn’t working it just kept coming up with the copy paste menu. I thought, bugger, im screwed. Oh god. And started sweating and crsing that the dam thing worked. I tried getting out of the document but it just didn’t cancel. I was ropeable. Thinking, yeah fantasic, its f*****. Dads gonna have a kitten and a puppy over this. Only had this piece of- for a year (yes I have a bad habit of swearing and cursing without thinking clearly.
finaly, I put my head down and on the way down, my eyes swore they saw me clicking the RIGHT button instead of the left. Christ. I congratulated myself on once again looking like a tool and saved things and KO’d.

Everyone pulls a stupid face and make a strange yelp when they are frightened. I, am the master of this. Of course. The constant weird little yelps and apparently the funniest faces pulled according to my friends at boarding school. Sometimes I bellow, sometimes the pitch raises or is high and falls. Sometimes I sound like a Chihuahua who has been smoking some seriously strong stuff. The last person, who has and ever will scared me, was my cousin. Thinking it was funny. (it actually was).

Cant take life seriously. Then everyone, after this scroll down to the incident concerning someone who looks like christoph sanders with their head down. (hes in ghost whisperer, ned banks) and my attempts to get an autograph. The things I do… unintentionally… and look like a total tool…

Then the bajillion times in public my dress thought it would be funny to fly up. My god… or when your carrying something thatmakes the back of your dress or school skirt ride up. Then having boys behind you telling ou they can see your knickers. O_O erlack. That’s a word I learnt off tv when I was younger and the first time I have used it.

That is also the last time.

Xxxx embarrassment can be fun. I guess.

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