Clumsy - Blog Posts

Your teachers wants you to succeed? Bro my teacher just wants me to survive the semester without being admitted to hospital again 😭

Walked my silly little clumsy ass into work tonight and broke a jar. One hour into my shift and I broke a glass jar... :|

I want to go home omfg

But I can't and they're making me work EXTRA fast. I can't keep up with the pace and they might fire me :p

I finally got my first non-homemade cane, it folds up and is so comfortable to hold and walk with, w’s in the chat

scraped my knee

was going for a super cute femme look so i decided to wear some platform heels, long story short, my campus is not only very large, but also in the middle of the woods, and i fell. in front of multiple people. my knee is bleeding and my parents told me not to wear them because i would fall.

I freakin love small creaturez auhh

W.I.P Chapter 1 #2:

The clumsy life had chose you, Iggy Maxwell UvU

First time of using make-up

Guess about I will talk this time! Hmmm... yup, I just have tried make-up today, for the first time in my whole life. So, here’s the story:

Firstly, I prepared everything - put mirror on the table, cleaned my skin etc etc. Then, was time for a blusher! Of course I tought that it’s not enough, and put on much more than I should. But okay, okay, calm down baby, ommmm... Second I putted on my absolutely new lipstick! It ended more like, on teeth than on mouth, but let’s carry on. The most I wanted to try my new, black mascara from my auntie (thanks Aunt Veronica, you always know what I want).

And. I. Am. So. Clumsy. It ended more like... on my face than on algae. But don’t panic, I washed it down and tried another time. And another. And another. Okay, so... make long story short, Now I have faces looking like i was in winter (lewd look on Bucky’s photography) too long, and too much mascara on my eyes.

I can’t decide if I look more like cheap whore or as a clumsy raccoon. Maybe I’m raccoon whore...

edit: I triedto put tzemascara down and i accidentally putted the soap water in my eyes. Both. Make-up sucks.

Clumsy Ballerina

I'm a clumsy ballerina

Dancing from sorrow to morrow

Trying to take a twirl with happiness

But never quite succeeding

Prince charming asks if he can have this dance

I say yes, but honestly, I just want to chasse and get away

I’d much rather be exploring this castle

Instead of being stuck at this boring ball

Switching from person to person, trying and trying is tiring

As a misfit, I am tremendously tired of these triplets

Hanging heavy in the air

Making it hard to fly

I’m out of breathe

Can I just plie and stop with this ballet?

To take a rest

I do an arabesque

I do not recognize this music

But my heart is pounding out the beat to this mad song that plays on and on

I'm off time

And out of grace

I'm dipping and tripping all over the place as if I were drunk

I'm stepping on peoples toes because I don’t know how this dance goes

Too dizzy

To know that I’m in a tizzy

With my tap shoes, I'm trying to tap out

How could I question my depression

When I know that it is the most graceful and charming

While I am inept when it comes to this dance

Something massively underused is that Clark Kent is clumsy. And no, it's not an act, it's because of his superstrength and he really is clumsy. I think in the modern age of superheroes, it's been mostly abandoned. Therefore, I will be writing a story where he is even clumsier than Christopher Reeves' Superman to compensate. In fact, any story involving Superman will have this Clark Kent.

"Hey Clark! Catch!"

Just as always, the stapler Lois had thrown was not caught. Clark Kent had almost gotten it a few times, dropped it, and then tripped over his own feet. He got up and turned to Lois.

"Can't you just hand it to me?" He said. Jimmy was making no attempt to hide his giggling in the background as Clark got to his feet.

"I have to make sure you're still our old Klutz Kent, don't I? What better way?"

"Aw Lois, of course I am. Wait! Oh no! That article!"

He slipped but didn't quite fall on his way back to his desk and slid triumphantly into his chair. Everything at the Daily Planet was soon finished. Clark, Lois, and Jimmy were on their ways home when another one of those weirdos showed up from space. Jimmy and Lois remembered fondly earth's first alien invasion and how they had actually been concerned.

Meanwhile, Clark had other problems. He'd slipped into an inconspicuous Alley to change, in which there had been a small child. He held a finger to his lips and launched into the sky. It was a quick fight, and he was home only a few minutes after he was supposed to be. It was also helpful that he had needed to stop for groceries and therefore had an alibi. The 3 bags did a bit of tumbling, but the eggs remained intact.

As he finally tripped on his way into his apartment, he saw that Jimmy and Lois, instead of being at their own houses, were standing waiting for him, with notepad and camera.

"We finally have a lead" said Jimmy. "Y'know, on the Lexcorp corruption case?" Clark smiled. Maybe Luthor would finally be outed as not only a supervillain, but also- gasp- a crooked businessman.

To be continued