you know what? I have had a hard weekend type thing. i will explain.
first:
thursday:
me and two of my friends were in the bandhall hanging out with the upperclassmen and stuff, right? And then, omj, it's totally almost time for the tardy bell to ring so i start shuffling out and i trip.
over a tuba. that's just SITTING there on the floor. Who puts their tubas on the ground? I mean, seriously.
friday:
i find out the tuba is BROKEN. i BROKE THE FRIGGIN TUBA. the key is dented and now doesn't work because i tripped on it. Well serves him right for leaving it in the MIDDLE OF THE FREAKING FLOOR!!!!!
also i did not ask my crush to go to the dance with me because i chickened out. does not really surprise me, but it is stll so freaking agrivating. THEN in athletics we were in the parking lot because the football field was dirty and basketball was using the gyms, and we have like two feet tall speed bumps in the parking lot, so i get smart and start jumping over them.
didn't turn out so good.
because i landed funny and i heard a 'chank!' and my ankle does this flippy floppy thing and i fall on the concrete, scraping the hell out of my knees and legs.
When i got home my dad looked at it and said 'damn girl you sprained that good!'
i dont know if anyone has ever felt this stupid before.
so today my ankle is now the size of a planet and my father refuses to get me a friggin brace because we cant afford it right now and besides, an ace bandage will work.
then why am i still in pain?
and i really want a mocha but i dont want to have to get up and scoop the ice cream into the cup and then pour in the coffee milk and chocolate and then stand there by the mixer and mix it.
so you see why i want the dang mocha already?
 x-x-wish-x-x · Sun Feb 07, 2010 @ 03:05am · 0 Comments |
