the 17th please.
So the game was awesome. I saw him and I actually said hi to his friend. It actually took me until today to realize that I probably won't see him again until next hockey season. This is making me so freakin' sad that it's ridiculous.
I got the scariest, most frightening phone call today. My dad called and was like "Kaylene, umm, I've been in an accident." BANG. Just from his voice I could tell everything wasn't ok. Yea he was up, yea he was talking, but something wasn't right. He became dizzy and disoriented and was taken to the hospital in the ambulance. Of course, I had to watch my sister and I wasn't able to go. I'm so scared right now. I heard his lip was busted and his back wasn't in good condition. A stupid kid in a red car hit him and if I find out who it was, I will seriously take all my anger that's been bottled up since my last fight with my dresser and I'll seriously kick the SHIT out of him.
Yep. I officially hate my life. 2 points for Kaylene.