Random Thoughts 9

I dunno.

Only injuries to claim to fame are a broken nose, 3 stitches in the head, 2 stitches beside my right eye and a nasty scar under it.

*knocks on wood*

 

I haven't, I haven't broken anything, ever.

I ran through a window once, though.

 

I have never, ever broken anything. Fractured, dislocated, whatever, but I haven't broken anything

I'm not sure if what I've done to my nose constitutes as breaking.

 

Toooo many Sylvester Stallone movies

 

What did you do? See, I tripped and busted it on a table. I didn't even bleed though, it was that broken.

 

I ran into a glass sliding door nose bleed of the century, that one.

 

Did everybody run into doors?

Ok, with the exception of running into soda machines for the hell of it, I have

 

Hah, Stallone is nothing.

I literally bounces back and lost my conscienceness and everything too. It was pretty fucked up, someone should've filmed it.

@Mali: Same here, but I broke the window* with my knee.

*I broke the first part of the double glassed window...

 

*claps*

 

Oh, and I got hit in the face by various sports instruments. Mainly basketballs, footballs, once a tennis racket. I'm pretty sure I also made contact with the side of the swimming pool nose-first, too.

@bouncingst0fdear, I wish someone had filmed me when I made with the dislocating of the kneecap it was totally cool! Okay, painful, and terrifying, and totally freak-out worthy, but still would've been cool on tape.

 

You'd have been a hit on YouTube.

 

Yeah, the sports balls in the face. I'm not paying attention and BAM! I'm on the floor. I'm almost dislocated my elbow. We were playing this one game where two teams of 10 had to take this huge ball and push it to our side. Well, mostly I was on the floor trying to help and I fell dead center on my elbow on the wood floor. Lost feeling of my arm for 10 minutes though.

Course if I saw your kneecap escapade, I would've went into panic mode instantly. Did that when what's-her-name blew out hers and her friends told me.

 

All right, picture this: someone demonstrating dance moves to her friends. She straightens up, BOOM! She's falling, screaming, screaming, screaming, and then WHAM. She looks down, and it's like, total silence. KABLAM. The door slams open, and a paper falls down from the heavens, bearing the words 'all work and no play makes jack a dull boy', and then, she turns to the door and there's this psycho, and he says, "Here's Johnny!"

Okay, so half of that didn't happen, but whatever

 

Maybe it did and you were just dulled with the pain to not worry about it

 

lmao.

Yeah, the dancing didn't happen I just know it. I'm doubting the falling was part of it too.

 

*poke* As a matter of fact we were composing this dance-thing, and it was supposed to be graded. I guess I failed that one


@Friskeydear: Freaking out's not of the good. Get this, one of my friends called my mother and told her about it, and she [mother] was freaking out.

"hi, something's happened to mali"

"what? is she okay?"

"oh yeah, she's fine, she's just had a little accident."

"well let me talk to her."

"oh no, i can't let you do that"

"why not?"

"don't worry! it's not a serious trauma!"

p.e. teacher: "not a serious one? this is a serious trauma!"

"trauma!?"

 

Holy shit, I think I just about froze to death again.


On the plus side, I now have video evidence that it's so cold, throwing water in the air results in it freezing *instantly*

 

You're not kidding

 

That's just funny. But yeah, I was in the library waiting for the bell to ring for next period, and usually the door to it led to the outside where we would all meet and I go out to see her friends.

"Yeah, Ani blew out her knee playing soccer"
"WHAT?"
"Don't worry, she's ok"

I was sitting next period in English shaking my freakin' ass off worried to death even though I knew she was ok. Next day, I see her walk in with crutches, boy that was sad.

 

Hell, you should've gotten an A+ for that. Don't think any of the other groups had it in their dance, right?

You know what's going to be a trauma, self defense class. Oh, it worries me.

@Joe: That's awesome.