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It never fails to amaze me just how clumsy I am. Just now I managed to get my feet stuck in my too long pants and tripped. And since I was holding my breakfast plates with both hands, I couldn't hold onto anything and went down on my knees. They were just healed from the last time I tripped and now they're scrapped again. I hate it, it makes me feel like a little girl learning to ride a bicycle.