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Originally Posted by clavus
Built a snow penis during a snowman-building-contest. Tried to explain that my snowman was on his back.
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clavus, you never fail to deliver! 
My worst...hmmm.
Throwing a chair at a guy in my class who was being a dick. Got talked to by the principal. Since I didn't actually hit him (much) with the chair it blew over.
Cutting class and walking out of the school pretending to the security guard I had a doctor's appointment. Nobody caught me for that one.
Can't really remember much more. I was a good girl overall. I have no regrets about not behaving badly more. I am who I am and that's a good thing.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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