Please tell me someone can top this. Or at least fall off you chair laughing at me.

So it’s the first day of graduate school and the first day of classes. Not too bad. Had a wonderful time and met an old fling at the library. So we decide to go out to eat and did the stupid thing of going to his apartment to “watch a movie”. Now the embarrassing part…

I was on his lap being a bit of a tease, then backing off when the hem of my skirt gets caught on either his zipper or belt, not quite sure. To avoid pulling down the rest, I grab the top to prevent me undressing myself. My momentum is still caring my backwards and now my hands are in front. Not only did I have to do some weird spin move to catch myself, but as I brought a foot down to brace the fall, I hear a rip and land on the side of my foot. The poor guy tried to catch me as he quickly grabs and arm, gets pulled forward and lands on my ankle. Great way to catch up with someone after summer break right?

Now I have a sprained ankle possibly worse, and he has to help me walk back to my place where I can change and let him get ice and water for me. After spending all night with my foot in the air, I couldn’t much sleep and the guy felt so bad, he takes me to student health the next morning. X-rays show no major break but a widened ankle bone. Doctors take a CT to get a better look and turns out there is a hairline fracture, and I need to be in a brace.

To top it all off, I go back to school, have to drop my flexibility class, and trying to avoid the question of “How did you break your ankle?”. Then my advisor is in California, so I have to give the lecture for a class I’m a TA for. Sitting in the class is one of Mike’s (the guy who fell on me) room-mates. I did not know this until I stumble on crutches into the lecture room, give out the syllabus and have Mike’s room-mate ask how the ankle was doing after class and tell me who he is. How many female Asian TA’s with broken ankles are there on any given campus? Not many. I was easily identified.

Great. Doesn’t look like I’ll be dancing for a while, so that cuts out 50% of my social life. And the other half knows this story. But even though this was a horrible embarrassing 24 hours, it’s probably the funniest thing to ever start off a school year. I hope someone shares one more embarrassing, so I can feel a little better.

Best of wishes in all thy future endeavors & ♥ ∞,
— the one without shade