Ow. Fucking OW.
Oct. 20th, 2009 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blood_wingedI'm not happy. I didn't have a good day =/
I haven't been sleeping well recently. In fact I missed yesterday because I didn't sleep at ALL and it was like 'no, this isn't happening today'. Last night I didn't sleep much either but I figured I shouldn't blow off ALL my classes so in I went. Hadn't been there five sodding minutes and I trip up some steps and go flying, land really hard and instantly it's just pain.
Don't panic, I'm fine. My friend Martin, who was walking behind me (I didn't know) came running up and asked if I was okay, and I'm like 'owwwww' feeling all nauseous because it bloody HURTS. So yeah, I'm fine, 'cept for the rip across the knee of my jeans and the HUGE SODDING SCRAPE underneath it. Seriously, this thing is nasty. I'd take a picture and gross you all out but I put a bandage on it when I got home and it's staying there until later.
I may take a photo later.
So yeah, I get taken up to the university doctor and they're all 'oh, all the nurses are out, come back at two'. It's midday. What the fuck. What do they do if someone comes in and they're really hurt? So I just thought 'sod it' and limped on out with Martin. They'd asked me if I wanted an ambulance. Do I really look that delicate? Anyway, I hobbled over to my class and my prof was all 'D= Are you alright to stay?' and I was just thinking 'oh lawd'...
So I do my class, then hobble over to another building and do another one, then I'm done, and I go get the bus (which was thankfully late so I could get on it on time).
And then it was raining when I got back into town. Though my lovely sister waited for me and we walked home together. I love her really, even though I bitch about her sometimes. I came in to find fourteen emails notifying me of comments on my fanfiction, which cheered me up some (okay, a lot, I love you guys).
I want tea. =3
I haven't been sleeping well recently. In fact I missed yesterday because I didn't sleep at ALL and it was like 'no, this isn't happening today'. Last night I didn't sleep much either but I figured I shouldn't blow off ALL my classes so in I went. Hadn't been there five sodding minutes and I trip up some steps and go flying, land really hard and instantly it's just pain.
Don't panic, I'm fine. My friend Martin, who was walking behind me (I didn't know) came running up and asked if I was okay, and I'm like 'owwwww' feeling all nauseous because it bloody HURTS. So yeah, I'm fine, 'cept for the rip across the knee of my jeans and the HUGE SODDING SCRAPE underneath it. Seriously, this thing is nasty. I'd take a picture and gross you all out but I put a bandage on it when I got home and it's staying there until later.
I may take a photo later.
So yeah, I get taken up to the university doctor and they're all 'oh, all the nurses are out, come back at two'. It's midday. What the fuck. What do they do if someone comes in and they're really hurt? So I just thought 'sod it' and limped on out with Martin. They'd asked me if I wanted an ambulance. Do I really look that delicate? Anyway, I hobbled over to my class and my prof was all 'D= Are you alright to stay?' and I was just thinking 'oh lawd'...
So I do my class, then hobble over to another building and do another one, then I'm done, and I go get the bus (which was thankfully late so I could get on it on time).
And then it was raining when I got back into town. Though my lovely sister waited for me and we walked home together. I love her really, even though I bitch about her sometimes. I came in to find fourteen emails notifying me of comments on my fanfiction, which cheered me up some (okay, a lot, I love you guys).
I want tea. =3
