Ok You serious
Some one came up to me today and said I was 23 when I am 16 @melissa320
Oh wow. Not cool
No it’s funny because all last night I was saying I wanted to be. Older so now I am
Oh yeah that’s right. lol
A couple of funny things happened to me today.
The first was that I nearly knocked myself out with my own bedroom door by accident. I was rushing to get out of my room in the morning (I was running a few mins behind schedule), I went to open the door but didn’t realise I had my foot in the path of the door, so the door hit my foot and rebounded straight into the side of my head. LMAO 
The second thing that happened was that my dad got a new clipboard and the name of the brand had me keeled over in laughter…literally. I had to sit down, because I couldn’t stand, I was in tears and my stomach was actually hurting from laughter. Anyway, the brand of the clipboard was “Rapesco” , but what killed me was that they had written it as “RAPesco.” They had bolded the “RAP” so that people don’t read it as “Rapes-co” which is how I read it at first. Heuheuheu I’m really immature at times.
I’m glad it’s not just me with Poolife 
lol
The door thing made me crack up, I wonder if to happened to @NickGr with his big feet lol he’s even got my 13 beat
I almost always laugh when I get injured. My feet aren’t that small either I’m a UK 10-12 depending on which shoes you look at but Nick is a bloody sasquatch
The problem with my door is that the moment you walk into my room there are shelves immediately in front of you and you have to open the door more than 90 degrees to be able to squeeze through the gap. I can’t move the shelves as they are part of a bank of permanent wardrobes that make 2 of my walls. Also I can’t open the door past maybe 120 degrees as my bed is in the way, and no, I’ve got nowhere else to move my bed .
LOL Ah that’s right, I’m 12.5uk and 47eu (I learned something new today )
I’ve got same problem here with desk haha only time that’s happened though is with kitchen cupboards 
particularly straightening up after leaning haha
Well when I’m out of the house my mum likes to go into my room and open all the cupboards to air them out. And there’s a top bank that’s just low enough to take my head off when they are open. I almost walked into them one day. I hate it when she does that because 1) I have to watch my head, and you don’t see them until the last sec due to the awkward entry (they’re around the corner from the shelves) and 2) I have to close 7 doors to get to my desk.
It’s necessary! Don’t get irritated for that… 
This is what I’m talking about:
I know, but how can I not get irritated walking into this almost everyday?
Yeah, it’s a labyrinth…but…necessary…she’s doing for you… a little help by you with closing the doors it’s not the end of the world… 
I don’t know why but I have a thing for people touching and moving things in my room. The only two times I have ever thrown a proper temper tantrum as a kid / teen was when my mum decided to rearrange my room.
I flipped out hard those times, my dad actually had to come home from work to get me under control. You can do and/or say whatever you want to me, but my room is my one private place, you do not touch anything there without my permission unless you want your head to be hanging from the door.
I’ve even developed a sixth sense where I know if someone has been in my room while I’ve been away. I can tell if even the smallest thing has been moved, either accidentally or intentionally.
Same here…but I clean my own stuff alone so there’s no problem at all… 
Lmaooooooo take a moment to imagine @the_termin8r hitting each and every one of those doors, ah bloody hell didn’t see that, ah Christ another, stinkin door! Bloody, ooh,AAARGHHH how many can there beeeee!
I do too, doesn’t stop my mum from coming in though
Bahahaha. That’s never happened, I haven’t actually hit a single one, I’ve come very close though. It takes me a good 20 secs to get to my desk.
My room is just designed to make me suffer. Like my low main light which I hit with my hands if I decided to put my shirt on next to my bed. The gap between my bed and the cupboards is tiny, so if I misjudge my entry into the gap I end up getting the sharp corner of my bed leg embedded into the soft spot in the knee. Also I have a protective mat on the carpet, but the grain of the carpet makes it move backwards when you walk over it; so we had to nail it down to the floor, that means I occasionally tread on tiny nail heads.
Sorry - I saw this on the forum right now - and had a giggle…
Poor gal…
I assume…