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MY EIGHTH JOURNAL ENTRY!! |
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Ow, ow ow ow, owowowowow.
Today I managed to break something in my ankle. How?
Friggin dirt bikers. They didn't do anything to me, they were cool, it's just what I did. -.-
So, Christina, Judy and I went down across the highway, and down a hill to where the river is. Like usual, some guys and their dirt bikes were riding around too (they came afterward). 2 weeks earlier we followed dirt bikers, and now these guys, so we followed them again for fun. La dee da la dee da, we're not creepy at all, noooo.
We get to a point where the dirt bikers are going round and round, and doing wheelies to show off (har har har), and then they moved more into the woods. We followed them and Christina and I picked flowers along the way. So Judy, Christina, and I continue on our journey until we get to another point where the dirt bikers are going around and around, then they were like "HAW HAW STEFF U SHOULD GIV THEM 2 A DIRT BIKER" and I said "HUR HUR YEH I SHOULD BUT NO I'LL JUS LEAV THEM ON THE TRAIL."
I run over to the trail to put the flowers down with the intent of running back to where Judy and Christina were, but as I leap over something rather, I turn as I land and my ankle snaps. I throw the flowers down and do some hardcore limping back to JewD and Christina, and then I saw "Ow, holy s**t, ooooow my ankle is screwed. Like, it hurts like hell. OWOWOWOW" so Christina gives me a piggyback ride to a log for me to sit on, and I lift up my pant leg and BOOM, it looks like someone taped a golf ball to my ankle. So everyone is like "this r not good" and I end up alternating between a piggyback ride and hobbling to get to a field by our house, and then my ankle was numb-ish so I decided to walk on it.
I get home, and I show my mom, and she's like "Oh, that's not good" and I iced it. Then Judy, Christina and I went out for ice cream. I get home, show my dad, and he says to put it in ice water, which I do, and then Judy eventually goes home, and we watch Star Trek. After the movie, my ankle won't hold me, and I'm using crutches, and I can't go up the stairs, and I won't be able to go to class tomorrow because I have to go to the doctor, and then I'm going to have 3 dogs (besides my own) to dogsit, and I won't be able to take them for walks, and I won't be able to run with them in the yard, and I won't be able to... uh... PLAY BADMINTON!!
OH THE AGONY, OH THE PAIN.
No really, it hurts like crapshit. HAIUODGTAUODFOYTAV
 Iove today · Mon Mar 22, 2010 @ 03:52am · 0 Comments |
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