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Shit you should never do unless you're me! -PART 10-

I've actually been working on a post that i'll be posting about a day or two later, so in the meantime, i thought i should post another one of my embarrassing stories. Maybe its a good thing for me, but i haven't really come across anything embarrassing enough to post, so i settled down for one of my ridiculous habits i had when i was younger.

Am i the only one that thinks that when you run, its really fucking awkward and unglamorous? No? When i was seven or so, i always thought that the running motion was really horrendous. Horrendous in a way that it looked like a gorilla trying to push its way through a crowd or something. I can't believe i'm saying this, but i decided to own my own running style. And i'm not proud of it. I used to think my running style kept me from looking weird but when i look back, i think i look even weirder. My running style was really really awkward, it was like i kept both my arms stuck to my sides, and my palms would be facing outwards. Lolololol. I tried drawing it, and again, i know its ugly. It was drawn with my right hand, and because i was too lazy to plug my mouse in the other...mouse hole? Idk, but it looks as ugly as the one i did in one of my embarrassing stories.

I was too lazy to draw the legs, so thats all i got. Its supposed to show a brief idea of it anyways. I remember once in primary school during PE lesson. we were having some sort of running contest thing and it was actually my first time trying my own running style in public, so... my teacher went to me and was like "???" Yeah, i stopped running like that after it happened. Its so cringey to think about it.


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