hey, look at me.

Look what I can do!

Pretty neat huh?

One time while I was in college I was walking through a building on my way to a computer lab.  I have no idea what I was doing or what I was looking at, but one moment I was walking briskly and the next I was stopped by a metal bar smacking my face.  I think I bounced back a bit.  Yes, I can see how it would look like a girl walked directly into the door-jam-pole-thing in the center of a doorway where two doors meet.  But in reality a piece of metal jumped into her pathway and stopped her very hard.  I think if I were a freshman I would have immediately remembered something that I had left at home and ran away from campus to retrieve it.  Luckily I was a seasoned junior and was able to put on a smile and a laughing-at-myself look to hide my bawling insides.

... Now that I think of this I wonder if I sat down to a computer with a pink mark on my forehead.

Just so you know, it happens to everyone.  At least that's what I keep telling myself.