At the end of my senior year of high school, there was a bon fire celebrating the beggining of summer. This party took place, well, near Winn I think. Anyway, I wasn't going to be out too late because I had already had a performance of "You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown" (in which I was Charlie Brown) that night, and I had another the following night.
Unbeknownst to me, however, I was going to get into a wrestling match. There were four of us ready to have a tag-team brawl which we had already participated in the previous weekend. That match was a joyful experience with much bonding. On this particular night, the story was not the same.
As we were wrestling, I did some made-up manuever to take down my opponent. This resulted, much to my dismay, in him planting his knee, full force, into the bridge of my nose. I don't think I have ever bled so much in my entire life. My nose was sore like none other the next night. My performance was perfect even though I did start to bleed off stage during intermission.
For being my last days affiliated with Mt. Pleasant High School, they sure were dumb and eventful. So ha.