|
When I was watching a english class in my first year of the college I made a ball with paper and from my chair I targeted the garbage basket that was near the door. I shot it, but my sence of direction sucked. A girl opened the door to talk with the teacher and BAM!... right in her face. Everyone started to laught, but I didn't know what to do.
She was very nervous (thought she was my target). I left the classroom but she didn't want to talk with me (we didn't know each other). Then weeks and weeks later I was still getting full-of-anger looks from her, so cool.
|