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[GreedIsNoException]

First I will start by saying is that I don't want this thread closed... so obey these MAJOR rules... mostly at least.

Now for my unofficial lists I hate:
1-Trolls
2-Trolling
3-Spams
4-Spamming

But since I ain't an evil person this Spam is possible:


Not this:


Example of trolling, n00bs on the internet or spamming:
1 as it wal nd popl lold zo bab

Example of a good Aww crap...
My friend saw the new Resident Evil 5 DLC, he loves Resident Evil so he went to buy it in his Xbox. It had been a long time since he played Resident Evil 5, as much as he loved the game he stopped playing it after finishing it all. Then when he went to play it but when he found his game... he had forgotten his game was the Playstation 3 Edition.

This thread is made to relieve stress in a game form. We may make polls on who's is better, funnier, sadder, and just plain wrong.

Well this thread is about bad days, horrible experiences, traumatic things and such.
Please be a bit respectful and if you don't like the LOLs then this thread isn't the best place to relieve your stress.
It doesn't need to be your experience and if you want just say my friend.


I'll start with the first post:
So today I woke up and I felt all blah... school. I have all A's and one D so I'll pass good but today I just felt like doghnaughts. So I played a little hookie but eh, I was just wanting some peace of mind, school is ending soon (early May). I wait an hour until nine so all teachers are officialy in the school. I go after finishing my zombie story. On the way to Krispy Kreme there is a Walgreens, but I was too busy to take the long way so with a quick jumping the fence I get through and enter. But when entering the first thing I see is my mother inside. Some people would have stopped and froze but I just decided to go the other way. Thoughts ran around my head so fast.
"Aww crap what the fudge is she doing here?"

Didn't get caught but it was close.

[Lugwy]

I crossed a street, and about halfway through I realised I was crossing on a green light. Apparently, my brain was scrambled enough to confuse where the red light and green light were supposed to be in order to safely cross, and it conveniently overlooked the walk/hand light. The only reason I lived was because the street was fairly narrow, and there weren't a lot of cars around.

It was a memorable--if stupid--"aw, crap" note in an otherwise uneventful day. <_<

[GreedIsNoException]

When I was in 8th grade I had a food poison related and I put diarrhea all over my pants. FOrtunately nobody saw me but I told my mother as this happened just getting out of the car. "Aw, crap" indeed, no?

[AshedMan]

When I was a teen the neighbor had a pair of motorcycles. He talked me into going riding with him that day and I had a blast. The next day I decided to actually ask my mom for permission to go riding on the motorcycle. I did not tell her I had been riding the day earlier. Her response was, "No, you certainly cannot ride the motorcycle. They are too dangerous, yadda, yadda." So what did I do? When she left for work I went next door and we mounted up to go riding in the woods. Upon exiting the steep driveway, I cranked the gas way too much and popped it into first gear. The bike shot forward directly towards a parked brand new mini van. I extended my leg to push the bike to the side and managed to tear every tendon in my knee (including the ACL). Talk about an "aw... crap" day. My mom was right. Motorcycles are dangerous and I should have listened to her.



I hid it from my mother and hobbled around for about a month before I went to my parents and told them I had fallen on the stairs. The net result was major reconstructive surgery and to this day I have never told my mom what really happened. I just couldn't give her the satisfaction of a big old "I told you so."

[Amberyl Ravenclaw]

Lugwy wrote...

I crossed a street, and about halfway through I realised I was crossing on a green light. Apparently, my brain was scrambled enough to confuse where the red light and green light were supposed to be in order to safely cross, and it conveniently overlooked the walk/hand light. The only reason I lived was because the street was fairly narrow, and there weren't a lot of cars around.

It was a memorable--if stupid--"aw, crap" note in an otherwise uneventful day. <_<

Your story reminds me of a time when I was with a younger friend (German girl, newly migrated, seventeen, a bit naive) in South Korea on one busy city night. She wanted to cross to the other side, and since she was too impatient to go find a zebra crossing, she confidently started across a SIX-LANE ROAD WITH SPEEDING CARS LEFT AND RIGHT. I was stunned, but alert enough to jump in and literally drag her back as zillions of angry drivers honked and cursed at us. When I asked her why she did that, her response was "Oh, I thought they would notice and stop for me." ... honestly, I've lived long enough in Asia and pretty much everywhere that has a road network of some sort to tell you that NOBODY will just "stop for you" if you're stupid enough to want to die like that. I'm quite sure if I hadn't acted she would've become roadkill. *shakes head*

By the way, this probably translates as a "WTF" moment rather than an "aw crap" one. Still...

Modifié par Amberyl Ravenclaw, 24 mars 2010 - 12:18 .

[Godak]

This is copied from a PM session:



Alright, my bike incident...My crowning moment of stupidity.



So, I was living in Virginia. My friend, David, comes up to me and says "I'm bored. What the heck are we gonna do?" I respond with "Well, you did get that new bike, right? How about we tie our bikes together!" "Yeah, that'll be a great idea! Devin, you're the smartest kid ever!"



Well, David lived on one of the largest hills in our cul de sac. His driveway was at a 60 degree angle or something, I swear! Well, we tie our bikes together, and we look over the hill. We start to have a little debate...Should we? Shouldn't we? Eventually, we managed to gather every ounce of courage in our little bodies. We manned up, and said "Let's do it!"



Somehow, against all laws of physics, we managed to go down the hill without dying. Still, we had picked up a TON of speed. As we tried to make our first turn, my bike went out of control, and I went flying face first into a curb. To this day, I have no idea if I blacked out or not. David never really told me. He just said that I was "laying there", and I just remember waking up with gashes on my arms, legs, and my nose and mouth were bleeding A LOT. When I got to my house, I looked in the mirror and just started crying my ass off.



My entire face was swollen, my gums were black, and my body was a bloody mess. My mom came downstairs, took one look at me, and said "What the hell happened to you?!" Somehow, I managed to break 0 bones. I was wearing a helmet, just for clarification. I just happened to fall in the worst position possible, so it did absolutely nothing.

[Seagloom]

I forget my exact age at the time of this story. Under ten years old, I expect. It was New Years' Eve and for once, my parents did not drag my younger sister and I to a party at a relative's house. I've never been into parties even back then. Instead, I stayed downstairs and watched TV with my sister.

I forget which movie it was, but there was a scene wherein someone stuck metal objects into a microwave to force an explosion. I saw this and my skepticism demanded I test it. So off I go to the kitchen and take almost all my mom's kitchen utensils and shove them into our brand new several hundred dollar microwave. My sister tries to talk me out of it, but I'm having none of her advice.

I turn the microwave on and watch in horror as sparks start flying everywhere. Suddenly my bravado and skepticism turns into horror as it looks like a fire is about to start. If nothing else the flashing white sparks and loud popping sounds scared the hell out of me. My sister rushes upstairs to get my parents, and they rush down to stop the microwave.

I've never lived that down. Oddly enough I forgot this story over the years and had to be reminded of it recently.

Modifié par Seagloom, 24 mars 2010 - 12:32 .

[Godak]

Seagloom wrote...

I've never lived that down. Oddly enough I forgot this story over the years and had to be reminded of it recently.

I have a somewhat similar story with a paper plate in an oven.

[surfgirlusa_2006]

I have two for you:



In second grade, we went on a field trip to a farm, and one part of the farm exploration involved milking a cow. Everyone else had done fine, so I went up to milk the cow...and the darn thing crapped on me, right in front of everyone. Somehow my teacher managed to get me cleaned up, but I felt nasty all day.



Senior year of high school, I was required to work a blood drive our National Honor Society chapter was sponsoring (I was the club secretary, and it was mandatory for officers). Knowing that I'm queasy when it comes to blood, I volunteered to work a table where we gave juice to people before they donated, to make sure their blood sugar didn't get too low in the process. It was going ok, until I looked over at the area where people were donating. Immediately I ran to a nearby trash can, threw up, and nearly passed out. Someone then wheeled me over to the recovery area(this chair looked like a kitchen dining chair on wheels), and made me lay down for 5-10 minutes. I was the only person who had to use the recovery area all day (and I didn't even donate), and when the male NHS officers came to relieve us in the afternoon, I got to listen to them say "Hey Hosford, we heard you threw up." I was so glad to know everyone in the school had already heard the story...



So, yeah. School was a grand time for me.

[AshedMan]

Seagloom wrote...
I forget which movie it was, but there was a scene wherein someone stuck metal objects into a microwave to force an explosion. 

My sister was about three years old and she put her shoes into the toaster oven because they were wet.  Luckily the fire alarm went off and my parents were able to put the resulting fire out before it had escaped the oven.  

[surfgirlusa_2006]

Godak wrote...

Seagloom wrote...

I've never lived that down. Oddly enough I forgot this story over the years and had to be reminded of it recently.

I have a somewhat similar story with a paper plate in an oven.

I'm in the honors program at my university, and this has happened on several occasions in the honors dorm that I lived in my freshman year.  Usually it occured when people leave pizza boxes on the stove, although one time an RA turned the stove on, but forgot to remove the dishtowels stored inside. 

Apparently, many students are book smart, but have no common sense.  Now they have mini seminars in the dorms where students are taught to cook (and presumably, to NOT leave towels and pizza boxes in or near the stove when doing so).  I never set anything on fire, at least

[Godak]

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

So, yeah. School was a grand time for me.

You'd HATE to see one of my bloody noses.

Gushing.

Blood.

I had that happen at school, once. It took an entire class period to stop, because the PE teacher thought I had gotten into a fight, so he wouldn't let me go to the nurse. In reality, it just kind of came out of nowhere.

[Godak]

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

Godak wrote...

Seagloom wrote...

I've never lived that down. Oddly enough I forgot this story over the years and had to be reminded of it recently.

I have a somewhat similar story with a paper plate in an oven.

I'm in the honors program at my university, and this has happened on several occasions in the honors dorm that I lived in my freshman year.  Usually it occured when people leave pizza boxes on the stove, although one time an RA turned the stove on, but forgot to remove the dishtowels stored inside. 

Apparently, many students are book smart, but have no common sense.  Now they have mini seminars in the dorms where students are taught to cook (and presumably, to NOT leave towels and pizza boxes in or near the stove when doing so).  I never set anything on fire, at least

I, uh...I was seven or so, at the time. Holy crazy college kids, Batman!

[surfgirlusa_2006]

Godak wrote...

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

So, yeah. School was a grand time for me.

You'd HATE to see one of my bloody noses.

Gushing.

Blood.

I had that happen at school, once. It took an entire class period to stop, because the PE teacher thought I had gotten into a fight, so he wouldn't let me go to the nurse. In reality, it just kind of came out of nowhere.

Oh my.  I have gotten better, though; I worked a blood drive this summer and didn't get sick, so that was huge progress for me.

[surfgirlusa_2006]

Godak wrote...

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

Godak wrote...

Seagloom wrote...

I've never lived that down. Oddly enough I forgot this story over the years and had to be reminded of it recently.

I have a somewhat similar story with a paper plate in an oven.

I'm in the honors program at my university, and this has happened on several occasions in the honors dorm that I lived in my freshman year.  Usually it occured when people leave pizza boxes on the stove, although one time an RA turned the stove on, but forgot to remove the dishtowels stored inside. 

Apparently, many students are book smart, but have no common sense.  Now they have mini seminars in the dorms where students are taught to cook (and presumably, to NOT leave towels and pizza boxes in or near the stove when doing so).  I never set anything on fire, at least

I, uh...I was seven or so, at the time. Holy crazy college kids, Batman!

Seriously, honors students are some of the weirdest people you'll ever meet.  We had people who would hold a broom, spin around quickly 20 times, throw it down on the ground, and try to jump over it.  Between that, playing UGR (upper great room) ball, desk chair races down the hall and insanely loud euchre parties, the honors dorm was a special place indeed.

[Godak]

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

Godak wrote...

surfgirlusa_2006 wrote...

So, yeah. School was a grand time for me.

You'd HATE to see one of my bloody noses.

Gushing.

Blood.

I had that happen at school, once. It took an entire class period to stop, because the PE teacher thought I had gotten into a fight, so he wouldn't let me go to the nurse. In reality, it just kind of came out of nowhere.

Oh my.  I have gotten better, though; I worked a blood drive this summer and didn't get sick, so that was huge progress for me.

Just thinking out loud, here...It's really good that blood doesn't bother me. Could you imagine getting a bloody nose AND vomiting everywhere?!

[Seagloom]

AshedMan wrote...

Seagloom wrote...
I forget which movie it was, but there was a scene wherein someone stuck metal objects into a microwave to force an explosion. 

My sister was about three years old and she put her shoes into the toaster oven because they were wet.  Luckily the fire alarm went off and my parents were able to put the resulting fire out before it had escaped the oven.  

My younger sister was the level-headed one when it comes to childhood shenanigans. I can't count the number of crazy things I came up with, or how often I put them to the test to disastrous results. Good thing your house had a decent fire alarm.

Modifié par Seagloom, 24 mars 2010 - 12:52 .

[AshedMan]

Seagloom wrote...
My younger sister was the level-headed one when it comes to childhood shenanigans. I can't count the number of crazy things I came up with, or how often I put them to the test to disastrous results. Good thing your house had a decent fire alarm.

My memory has faded over the years but now thinking about it, it wasn't a fire alarm.  My sister was standing there at the oven repeating, "Help!" in her little three-year-old voice, over and over until they actually heard her and discovered the fire.  

[GreedIsNoException]

Man it's rare for fires to start here, though an explosion in a gas station had happened. It was horrible, it was around November 2009. People were screaming, I was awake during the quake that it made, houses with cement walls just missing. Although officially nobody died but man... everyone in my class blamed it in religious ****, I knew terrorists were to blame... that or people not paying attention.

[AntiChri5]

Heres one for you....i stayed up real late last night, finishing an assingment due today. Working and polishing and polishing and working untill...at last it is ready!!!!



Then i fell asleep and missed the lesson where it was to be handed in and so will probably get 0.

[Seagloom]

Ouch. :/ You could try visiting the professor after class or find out where there office is and leave it there. That sort of thing does happen now and then.

[Lord Thing]

AntiChri5 wrote...

Then i fell asleep and missed the lesson where it was to be handed in and so will probably get 0.

Ouch, at my uni if you have a late submission you only lose 10% of your marks per day for up to 5 days, after which you fail the assignment.

I've heard the Arts students only lose 2% per day though <_<


Speaking of assignments though, my first ever uni assignment I misread the due date.  I thought it was due after the lecture break, but turns out it was due before it.  Of course I didn't realise this until the day before it was due, that was an "aww... crap" moment.

To make things worse, it was due on Good Friday (the lecturer had set it to the last Friday of the term, but neglected to check whether that day was a public holiday) so the uni was closed... it was also closed Easter Saturday, Easter Sunday, Easter Monday AND Easter Tuesday (I never knew there was such thing as Easter Tuesday ).

Fortunately if you submit the soft-copy of an assignment electronically, it doesn't matter if the hard-copy is late (and vice-versa if the online submission is down)  I still got a crap mark, but got enough to pass the assignment 

[AntiChri5]

Lord Thing wrote...

AntiChri5 wrote...

Then i fell asleep and missed the lesson where it was to be handed in and so will probably get 0.

Ouch, at my uni if you have a late submission you only lose 10% of your marks per day for up to 5 days, after which you fail the assignment.

I've heard the Arts students only lose 2% per day though <_<


Speaking of assignments though, my first ever uni assignment I misread the due date.  I thought it was due after the lecture break, but turns out it was due before it.  Of course I didn't realise this until the day before it was due, that was an "aww... crap" moment.

To make things worse, it was due on Good Friday (the lecturer had set it to the last Friday of the term, but neglected to check whether that day was a public holiday) so the uni was closed... it was also closed Easter Saturday, Easter Sunday, Easter Monday AND Easter Tuesday (I never knew there was such thing as Easter Tuesday ).

Fortunately if you submit the soft-copy of an assignment electronically, it doesn't matter if the hard-copy is late (and vice-versa if the online submission is down)  I still got a crap mark, but got enough to pass the assignment 

Im at Tafe so they are probably more gentle.