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well, i had a hecktic day. stayed up till 12;30 talking to casey, then got up at 5 for school, saw a huge wreck, the truck was leaning against a clif on its side. not good. in 1st hour i was playing badmiton with patricia, jeff, and casey when me and casey went for the birdy as hard as we could. my hand hit his racket so hard that he chiped my knuckle, broke a vien, and possobly broke my right pointer fienger. it swolled up so quick that it wasnt even funny even though i was laughing. i would have keept playing but casey is an emt in training so i had to listen to the doctor's orders. he checked out my hand and he was so gentle. he wasnt like most people who grab your hand and bend your fienger or pull it or poke the swelling. he was so careful and soft, he only barely touched it with the back of his hand, then asked me to squeze his hand. i didnt even notice that it hurt. usualy his is all like 'dont touch me, stay away' the only thing was he made me tell the teacher and wanted me to go to the nurse. she wouldnt have done anything if i had gone down there. so i got some ice for a while then at lunch i got a fienger splint. i talked to gene a couple times and he seems ok, but not like he used to. at lunch melissa left a note on my car telling me to call her. so i did and i had to pick up thomas from daycare. luckaly i was staying in town for a while so i said i would. i talked to the dance teacher about doing the spotlight for their production then went to the pet store for a while. wasnt a usual visit, lots of stuff happened. so i had an hour and a half to kill before i could pick up thomas. i didnt really know were the day care was so i looked around found what i thought was the right chirch and went to ambercromby for a while. i walked around but a guy parked right next to me creeped me out so i went out to whitesands. i played phonetag trying to get good directions and finaly found the place just in time. so i took thomas to the airport and his mom then went home. i just barely made it on time and i didnt want to tell mom that i drove thomas because im not alowed to drive with people even though i do anyways. but i got talking to mom about it and she says i can take the provisionary off my licence next time she is in town, which is thursday so i can drive people leagaly. i came home played a game with mom, she always looses, then drove mom into town becuse we had a birthday party to go to. rusty, the owner of the theatre was turning 60 and so we all made dinner and had cake. then we watched ghost rider. which wasnt that bad story wise and the effects were wonderful. though nickolase cage looked a bit funny. i loved the motorcycles and the flames. the two hottest guys were the water element which looked like the lead singer from cradle of fear, and red heart, mephistophalies son. but he was too pale. no one in there was really my type, but i dont really like celebrities anyways. i prefer real people in real life, they arent as fake. but all in all the movie was great. i drove mom home and went online for a while, but my hand was hurting so i went to bed. finaly i got to sleep in and enjoy it. so i got up and started playing online, so here i am typing away on a hurt fienger, amaised that even with the brace, i can hit the keys, so i dont have to chicken peck. i still type as fast as normal, but it is kind of odd that i cant bend my fienger. i should be mad at casey, but it was partly my fault and he was so nice, and he didnt mean to. so im not gonna be mad. just him holding my hand for a moment was enough for me becuse i know i am never going to get any closer to him, even if we had the time. but i understand more now. talking to him for a couple of hours was well worth being that tired.he he, i just now noticed i went for 22 hours on 4 hours of sleep. wow. ive done better than that, but that was in the summer when i dont sleep for weeks on end, then sleep for 3 day straight. but im on a better schedual now, more regualr sleep, less unconciousness. though it was kind of fun all the time. everyone else loopy from drink, me loopy from lack of sleep. talk about being high on life. he he. wow, thats a lot of typing, and my fienger is starting to feel it. so im gonna let it rest. maybe get some breakfast.
 blutesauger · Sat Feb 17, 2007 @ 09:41pm · 0 Comments |
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