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The Dumbest/Most Embarrassing Things I Have Ever Done…

I have compiled a short, memorable list of some of the dumbest things I have ever done. I sincerely wish I could say these things were all done when I was a kid, but sadly I cannot. So, in no particular order, here they are:

1.) I was at my cousin’s wedding, wearing a gorgeous flowing BCBG dress that I felt great in. As I was walking to the reception area, my dress got caught in the door. For some reason, I decided to yank my dress in hopes of freeing it instead of simply opening the door like a normal person.

2.) Dying my hair dark black. I have naturally very light brown hair that verges on the ‘blonde’ side in the summer when the sun lightens it. Somehow, in seventh grade, I thought it would be a fun change to dye my hair black. Like, really, really black. Black hair accompanied by my fair skin made me look more like Morticia Addams that I wished.

3.) Once, when I was about five or six, my middle brother was eight, and my oldest brother was ten, we decided to help our neighbour (a girl who was four years old) retrieve the soccer ball she’d kicked into our neighbour’s backyard. So, my brothers and I climbed our fence and then the shed of our neighbour. The ball was in our sights, but just when we were getting ready to jump the shed, my middle brother fell through the roof. Yes, through the roof. You can imagine how much trouble we got into.

4.) When I was younger, my brothers loved–loved–to play pranks on me. We were eating at a japanese restaurant one time, and my brothers thought it would be a good idea to tell me that the wasabi was actually mint ice cream. I loved ice cream, so naturally I took a big spoonful and shovelled it into my mouth. I basically emptied all our water glasses while my brothers laughed their butts off.

5.) As mentioned above, my brother loved playing pranks on me when I was a child. One of these ‘pranks’ included re-directing me towards the ‘Sex Ed’ portion of our local Chapters. Can you imagine a seven year-old flipping the pages of this book? The worst part was I took it up to my mom when she arrived and started asking her questions about it.

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