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Shit you should never do unless you're me! -PART 11-

This happened around late January, we(friends and i) were having some sort of serious meeting with our teacher due to some cca things we had to handle.
If you know me, you'd probably think i made a fool of myself.

That is true.

(this is one of those embarrassing short stories where i use paint to explain things so it'd be useful in trying to get y'all to understand what i'm saying, but i'll ne drawing it out in real life this time)
I didn't use any photo references to draw it since i was too lazy to search up the positions so i basically free-drawed(if that's a word) this. I suck at drawing side profiles so you know, brace yourself.

We were sitting in a circle, not really, maybe an oval, but you get the point. We were all almost equally spaced apart with my teacher standing and briefing us on different matters in the middle. Most of us were sitting cross legged and paying attention, but i was not paying attention. (lolololol bad leader)
It looked kind of like this:

I decided to sit while hugging my knees and rock back and forth, dreaming about who knows what.

I fell backwards, about 45 degrees from the ground. I had no balance in me at all, so i was like a struggling turtle on its shell trying to get up. Yes, my arms and legs were shaking up and down because i couldn't get up or fall back. Eventually, my friends on my left and right saw me struggling and pulled me up before the teacher saw, and everything was alright for a bit. I mean, besides the fact that most of my friends saw and were trying their hardest not to laugh, but i had to ruin the whole thing because i obviously suck at keeping in my laughter.


My teacher heard and scolded me for interrupting the serious meeting, and well,  i think i permanently made it on her blacklist. Lol.


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