NutellaBananas
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Hey pandas!!I am a 13 yo human
I am confused about my pronouns so you can use whatever you want.
I love reading, baking, and crocheting! 🙂🙂
I am an introvert but I LOVEE making friends. (But you have to talk to me first lol). Once I get to know you I’m REALLY WEIRDD 🤪.
memes are the source of my existence.
I wanna make some friends so feel free to email me!
I love you all ❤️
NutellaBananas • upvoted 23 items 8 months ago
sunnyvalesfinest0000 reply
First weekend at boarding school, glued my eye shut with nail glue (fingernail). The wait at the ER was so long it just opened on its own and we went back to school hahaha
Forced_Abortion_ reply
When I was 10, I wanted to go to my friend's house. My older sister who was watching me at the time wouldn't let me, so I did the reasonable thing and jumped out my second floor window. You wouldn't be surprised to learn I spent most of my childhood grounded.Smitsuaf84 reply
I bumped chests with a guy I was in a play with. He was a friend of mine and he was significantly larger than me. I was playing the part of a large guy and had my clothes padded down to make me look larger. We thought it would be funny to bump chests but he went running towards me and I stopped my ground and he hit me so hard it gave me something called pneumothorax which is when oxygen gets forced out of your lungs and into your blood. I had no idea I had it at first but at the cast party that night I felt a buzzing in my throat as I spoke. I ended up getting rushed to the hospital where they diagnosed it and I had to stay a day with oxygen treatment. My buddy felt bad but we just laughed it off. He was a very well spoken guy, he was like a nice version of Sheldon in big bang theory. After high school he disappeared and I wish I had kept in touch. I'd love to give him an award saying "to the one person who ever landed me in the hospital".BunnyVincent reply
Went? I go once or twice a week for being f*****g stupid again and locking myself out of the apartment! The staff in the reception must look at me and my dog everytime thinking "there goes the clown again lel" My wife works at the hospital, I go there to borrow her keys
Salty_Fixer reply
When I was about 3, I was running up the stairs in my house and fell. I hit my chin on a step and bit my tongue nearly off. My parents took me to the local hospital where they sewed up the gash in my tongue *without anesthetic*. I still remember it to this day.
Alovingcynic reply
When I was 3, I lied to my mom that I had swallowed a penny. I told her I found the penny on the floor and ate it. We went to Bellevue in NYC, and we were in the waiting room a looooong time. She was tired from work, hadn't eaten, and after x-ray I had to fess up that I didn't swallow a penny. I don't believe she ever forgave me, and she certainly didn't believe what I said about much of anything, going forward.
AuntiKrist reply
My then 2 year old daughter shoved a broken crayon up her nose. It took a week, we saw 2 doctor's then a trip to the ER with no luck. The ER doctor actually managed to shove it in farther. I finally was able to get an appointment with a pediatric ear, nose and throat doctor who had it out in about 60 seconds. She's in her 20s now and i still tease her about it. Oh, and the crayon? It was green.
4Ever2Thee reply
When I was a kid, I didn’t like pooping because I never felt like I was clean enough after wiping my butt. Not sure why really, I wasn’t ocd or anything but I didn’t like it; so I decided to stop pooping. Whenever I had to poop, I’d just hold it or go out and play and eventually the urge would go away. Well, I woke up in the middle of the night, one night, and I literally couldn’t breathe. I ran into my parents room and woke them up just gasping for air until I passed out. They rushed me to the hospital and I started being able to breathe again on the ride there. They did some blood work and an x-ray and saw in the x-ray that my colon was so backed up with poo that the poo was blocking my lungs, especially after laying in my bed sleeping for a few hours, which is why I woke up and couldn’t breathe. My poo impacted colon was basically pushing against my lungs so I couldn’t inflate them when I tried to breathe in. They gave me some ex lax and had to bring in a stool sample for the next couple months, I guess for some sort of testing, but never had a problem after that. I just learned that the poo has to go somewhere so I better get used to pooping. Waking up and not being able to breathe was one of the scariest things I’ve been through
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sunnyvalesfinest0000 reply
First weekend at boarding school, glued my eye shut with nail glue (fingernail). The wait at the ER was so long it just opened on its own and we went back to school hahahaSalty_Fixer reply
When I was about 3, I was running up the stairs in my house and fell. I hit my chin on a step and bit my tongue nearly off. My parents took me to the local hospital where they sewed up the gash in my tongue *without anesthetic*. I still remember it to this day.Alovingcynic reply
When I was 3, I lied to my mom that I had swallowed a penny. I told her I found the penny on the floor and ate it. We went to Bellevue in NYC, and we were in the waiting room a looooong time. She was tired from work, hadn't eaten, and after x-ray I had to fess up that I didn't swallow a penny. I don't believe she ever forgave me, and she certainly didn't believe what I said about much of anything, going forward.Smitsuaf84 reply
I bumped chests with a guy I was in a play with. He was a friend of mine and he was significantly larger than me. I was playing the part of a large guy and had my clothes padded down to make me look larger. We thought it would be funny to bump chests but he went running towards me and I stopped my ground and he hit me so hard it gave me something called pneumothorax which is when oxygen gets forced out of your lungs and into your blood. I had no idea I had it at first but at the cast party that night I felt a buzzing in my throat as I spoke. I ended up getting rushed to the hospital where they diagnosed it and I had to stay a day with oxygen treatment. My buddy felt bad but we just laughed it off. He was a very well spoken guy, he was like a nice version of Sheldon in big bang theory. After high school he disappeared and I wish I had kept in touch. I'd love to give him an award saying "to the one person who ever landed me in the hospital".AuntiKrist reply
My then 2 year old daughter shoved a broken crayon up her nose. It took a week, we saw 2 doctor's then a trip to the ER with no luck. The ER doctor actually managed to shove it in farther. I finally was able to get an appointment with a pediatric ear, nose and throat doctor who had it out in about 60 seconds. She's in her 20s now and i still tease her about it. Oh, and the crayon? It was green.4Ever2Thee reply
When I was a kid, I didn’t like pooping because I never felt like I was clean enough after wiping my butt. Not sure why really, I wasn’t ocd or anything but I didn’t like it; so I decided to stop pooping. Whenever I had to poop, I’d just hold it or go out and play and eventually the urge would go away. Well, I woke up in the middle of the night, one night, and I literally couldn’t breathe. I ran into my parents room and woke them up just gasping for air until I passed out. They rushed me to the hospital and I started being able to breathe again on the ride there. They did some blood work and an x-ray and saw in the x-ray that my colon was so backed up with poo that the poo was blocking my lungs, especially after laying in my bed sleeping for a few hours, which is why I woke up and couldn’t breathe. My poo impacted colon was basically pushing against my lungs so I couldn’t inflate them when I tried to breathe in. They gave me some ex lax and had to bring in a stool sample for the next couple months, I guess for some sort of testing, but never had a problem after that. I just learned that the poo has to go somewhere so I better get used to pooping. Waking up and not being able to breathe was one of the scariest things I’ve been throughForced_Abortion_ reply
When I was 10, I wanted to go to my friend's house. My older sister who was watching me at the time wouldn't let me, so I did the reasonable thing and jumped out my second floor window. You wouldn't be surprised to learn I spent most of my childhood grounded.
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