Clumsy

I've been a klutz for as long as I can remember. People used to tell me that I was just in an "awkward stage" and that I'd "grow out of it." Never have I been possessed with the grace of a dancer or even an average woman with a shopping cart in the aisles of the grocery store. Nope, I'm the one who bumps into things, trips over my own two feet, accidentally slices my hand open when giving a friend a haircut, manages to ruin a couple pairs of pants by catching my leg on some seemingly innocuous-yet-sharp corner or edge.

And I just proved it, not even five minutes ago. Regular people, they get hurt falling down the stairs. Me, I fall UP the stairs.