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Jul 21, 2004, 04:12 AM
I'm really angry with myself for being a clumsy idiot prone to bumps, bruises, nicks, cuts, sprained ankles, dropped items, spills, and hopefully nothing more from here on out that are any more severe than those.
Lately I have been thinking of other things whilst doing tasks in which I surely need to concentrate. This is probably what is going on. I am assuming this by what happens, even if I don't remember what I was thinking about. I'm zoning out or something on things that I do need to have my full and utter concentration and attention on.
Maybe its because I do certain tasks so effortlessly now that were once very difficult for me to do correctly. This is a recipe for disaster if there ever was one. For example cutting things with a cleaver without even looking and with one hand. My goodness that happened and it freaked me out that I was so careless to let such a thing happen. What could of happened if I slipped up. Later on another person drops the said knife with clumsiness and carelessness.
I'm not one to talk since I am bumping into walls that impede my direction of walking ever so slightly that it should not even be an issue as one example.
Hitting my thumbnail on a stucko wall by accident when reaching for a stupid plastic bag I 'needed' and watching blood drip from underneath the nail as another example.
What the heck is wrong with me?
Don't even say puberty or something stupid like that.
I believe that time is up already.
I have no idea what is on my mind either.
Darn. Life is tough. Life can be fun.
Argh! Darn you clumsiness.
Lately I have been thinking of other things whilst doing tasks in which I surely need to concentrate. This is probably what is going on. I am assuming this by what happens, even if I don't remember what I was thinking about. I'm zoning out or something on things that I do need to have my full and utter concentration and attention on.
Maybe its because I do certain tasks so effortlessly now that were once very difficult for me to do correctly. This is a recipe for disaster if there ever was one. For example cutting things with a cleaver without even looking and with one hand. My goodness that happened and it freaked me out that I was so careless to let such a thing happen. What could of happened if I slipped up. Later on another person drops the said knife with clumsiness and carelessness.
I'm not one to talk since I am bumping into walls that impede my direction of walking ever so slightly that it should not even be an issue as one example.
Hitting my thumbnail on a stucko wall by accident when reaching for a stupid plastic bag I 'needed' and watching blood drip from underneath the nail as another example.
What the heck is wrong with me?
Don't even say puberty or something stupid like that.
I believe that time is up already.
I have no idea what is on my mind either.
Darn. Life is tough. Life can be fun.
Argh! Darn you clumsiness.