Wait, what's that stabbing pain?

I'm sure I won't be completely alone on this one! But, have you ever done something that was so STUPID, yet so silly at the same time that it made you wonder, even reconsider your life's purpose?

Like, did God give me half a brain, or did I lose my brain matter when the delivery doctor dropped me on my head the moment I was born?

Well, I've decided this week, I will share with you guys the craziest and most unbelievable stories of my life that I'm sure will make you chuckle and possibly reconsider reading my blog since I'm a completely idiot. Haha! Well buckle on up and enjoy the ride!

Some of you may have heard this story before, but I will re-tell it just because I still laugh about it till this day!

Okay, so this happened like in early 2011. A few days before this incident, safety and security at Acadia University sent out an email warning students about taking extra precautions when walking in or around town (Wolfville) and on campus. The reason for the warning was that there were a few incidents of students being robbed and being followed.

This particular night my good friend and roommate Shan and I were up late pulling an all-nighter for an exam we had the next day. We decided that, of course, in order to remain awake and process the information we were studying we needed our drug....COFFEE! We decided to head on over to Tim Hortons for our delicious French Vanilla fix.

Now, as we all know students are consistently BROKE! Shan and I quickly realized that we did not have enough money to take a taxi to Tim Horton's and back, and so we decided we would walk to Tim's and then catch a cab back home.

Oh, I forgot to mention this was about 1am.

Myself, being the creative genius that I am, decided to be EXTRA and advise Shan that we should take knives with us, just in case we needed to protect ourselves against the robbers and/or stalkers that we were warned about.

Until this day, I have no idea why Shan agreed to this. I always thought she was the smarter one! Lol!

Okay, so we get dressed (I should mention that it was very, very cold outside). We threw on our winter coats, and our boots and both Shan and I chose a knife of our choice and placed it in our jacket pocket, and made our way to Tim Hortons. Thankfully, we made it there safely and did not have to use our weapons (whew!).

We order our coffee, called the cab and waited for them to arrive. When the taxi driver pulled up, Shan proceeded to enter the taxi first, in a very snail-like fashion, and I'm looking at her like, "What are you doing, grandma?! We gotta go!". Shan, slowly gets into the taxi, and I'm standing outside of the cab, freezing my butt off wanting to knock Shan out unconscious for making me suffer like that!

So now, Shan is all adjusted, I guess, in her seat, so now it's my turn to get in the taxi. I pass the coffees over to Shan and I JUMP, like literally JUMP, like a frog into the taxi seat and I heard Shan gasp. Immediately, I felt this sharp pain in my upper thigh and I quickly realized...I HAD STABBED MYSELF WITH THE KNIFE y'all! I mean as QUICK AS THAT, I had forgotten all about the knife in my pocket where I was so focused on getting back home to study!

At this very regrettable moment of my useless life, I realized why Shan entered into the taxi with such caution and slow movement. Without even thinking about it, I yanked the knife out of my leg and held it up in the air, only to see my BLOOD at the tip of the knife! As I'm sitting there in disbelief, Shan comes to the rescue and she's like, "Darry! Put the knife down before the taxi driver thinks we're about to murder him!" and I do as she says.

Luckily for me, it wasn't a long ride home but my thigh was THROBBING! When I got inside my front door, I dropped my pants to examine the damage of stupidity. There was a noticeable puncture wound in my thigh, however, till this day I cannot even tell you how deep it was. And listen to this, all I did was took some cotton and alcohol, cleaned up the wound and put a bandaid over it. Why you may ask? Because, well, THUG LIFE!

I know, I should've gone to the hospital but I mean it wasn't like death was knocking on my door. The only knock at my door was the knock of idiocy.

The lesson here is that sometimes, we can get easily distracted and end up hurting ourselves or others. This distraction can come from relationships, family, school, whatever! Just remain alert and keep the faith that things will get better, in time!

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