I pull a Bella everyday . . . I remember I made it across this big path to the portacabins where I have English, the path was covered in ice, and I didn't fall so I was really happy, like dancing up and down being all random.
Then I went into my english classroom, and fell over my desk
I also remember I was walking up the concourse at school with my friends to our bench right at the back, in the morning before Tutor Class, and everyone always turns round and stares at you as your coming up. I slipped and fell flat on my face just as my crush looked at me. So typical. Everyone started laughing
I've had to get used at laughing at myself by now because falling, slipping, tripping, anything that involves making a fool of myself usually happens to me when I have an audience.