 Autopsies CAN be fun!
Hello. Today was a bit better. I am still pretty sick, but I am getting better. I have to go to school tomorrow so I can make my clay hand for school with Emily's class, since I missed my deadline. Although, I am still not feeling quite up to it just yet.
Courtney was over at Ellie's house today, so they requested I go and stop by and see them, but my mom said I was too sick to walk up the hill, so I invited them down here. They stayed for a while and I threw random things at them Ellie. It was a good day.
I'd lost my phone a little while ago, and I found it today with 3 missed calls and a Pix Message I had sent myself from my mother's phone. It was of this totally messed up candle that melted all over a table...you had to see it.
I was waiting patiently for my brother to get home, since he was supposed to help me with my Math homework. He came home later with my parents, and they had told me that they think he broke his ankle. I rushed out to the car and he was sitting, with a black and blue fat ankle, waiting for my mom to take him to the ER. I'd never broken a bone before, so I don't know what it looks or feels like. My brother is relatively skinny, so seeing his fat ankle was a crack up, but still sad at the same time, considering he will be in crutches for his senior prom. When they got to the hospital, they called the house because my dad and I had stayed behind. My mom told us that his ankle was indeed not broken, but sprained. He is all wrapped up and in crutches, and he just left to go out to Thai food with his girlfriend. Apparently, he had landed on his ankle wrong while sliding down a railing when he was with her earlier. It is sad to see him limping around the place, I hope he gets better.
Well, this girl better go now. I've decided to try and talk in a Canadian accent for no apparent reason. What's better than saying 'aboot' all the time? Tootles.
heart Myranda
 Constanze Mozart · Mon May 05, 2008 @ 07:19am · 0 Comments |
