pure misfortune

A couple days ago Graeme and I were throwing the frisbee in our back yard. Graeme threw it to me and as I jumped for it my arms had not extended far enough to maintain a solid grasp. The frisbee went right threw my hands and hit me in the face. I only cried for twenty minutes. Later, one of the two cuts I received from it turned into a pimple. I'm sick of being a teenager. I thinks its foundational law is murphy's law.

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