Why do I always have the tendency to knock into objects, living or non-living?

Yesterday, was yet another embarrassing experience, bearing a vaguely eerie similarity to last year's.

Anyway, it so happened that I was in the quadrangle and rushing for assembly when the bell rang.

The stupid assembly theme song was playing again, the one that sounds so positively cheery and delighted that its yet another new day of school, oh happy day!

Gossiping excitedly with my friends, we were walking hastily and soon got entangled in the mass crowd.

I turned around to look at my friends, just to check if they were still behind.

They were there too.

Then I turned back again.

The next thing I knew, my face was in a mess of dark, black hair. (Would have been a way more unpleasant scenario in a horror movie)

Don't ask me why. I dunno.

But I stepped back, and to my horror, it was not a ghost but a girl.

Geez.

The girl just turned around and stared at me in half surprise and shock, shock that I was rude enough to entrap myself in her tresses!

I immediately recognised her as Miffy-voice, the name that she was known to my other friends and I. Thats because she sounds like Miffy the cartoon, haha.

Geez. I was only thinking if she had washed her hair last night.

I looked at her, looked around at the situation and decided this time, it couldn't be that bad because there were fewer people around paying any attention this time.

So, what else can one do when you knock into a fellow human?

I immediately apologised and said, "Omgosh, sorry! I'm so sorry!" and was half-laughing at my misdeed and extremely bad sense of direction.

I think I did not sound sincere.

There was nothing else I could really say. "Erm... I accidentally knocked into you? Sorry, haha!"

Anyway, I hastily left, leaving her still in surprise.

What an absolutely horrid experience. I shall make another note, not to bump into anything else in the future.

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