reading the newspaper about shooting my surgery
alrighty, just a quick update about random tidbits in my life this past week:
i'm noticing how much i am keeping up on news lately. you know how? it's because when i'm bored in the teacher's lounge at the village school, i sit there with the newspaper and i basically read EVERYthing.
i always have to ask myself since when did i ever get THAT bored? cuz honestly, a few months ago, you could have asked me why we were in war, and i would have no idea. or even the popular murder cases or whatever. haha. but now? wow. i'm like, my own CNN.
I WITNESSED A SHOOTING
i witnessed a shooting at walmart. to make a long story short, i was pulling into a parking lane and then all of a sudden a black escalade backs up out of a spot REALLY fast. i slam on the brakes and then am about to honk my horn when i realize there are three black guys running towards the escalade and shooting at it.
so i sit there frozen. and i actually contemplate still going and parking in that lane cuz that's where i wanted to park intially. but then i realize that those black boys are still scurrying around in the parking lot so i cut through the lot and park on the grocery section.
by the time i came out of walmart, there cops were already there and they were stopping everyone to ask if we heard anything. so i told him what happened since it was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, and he was like, okay thank you.
so...wow. now i REALLY believe myself when i say i'm from the ghetto.
here's my favorite ghettoness:
POP A PIECE OF GLASS OUT OF MY ARM
so yeah...for those of ya'll who don't know, ive had glass stuck in my arm for 6 years now. the car accident happened the summer before my senior year of hs. here's a quick summary:
went to a rock-climbing lock in for church.
didn't sleep the whole night.
bright and early and driving home.
i'm sleeping in the back seat.
sister is driving.
her friend in the passenger seat.
we all fall asleep.
car goes off the road.
i fly to front of car and break the windshield.
and the mirror.
and the stickshift.
i got glass stuck everywhere on me.
okay so that's it. the pieces of glass were supposed to come out by themselves eventually, and they did. except for this one in my elbow. and now i got sick of it, so i asked my plastic surgeon guy to take it out. hooray. he doesn't want to deal with many stitches, so he says we're gonna just make a small incision and push the piece of glass around til it pops out.
success. it pops out. 2 stitches. painkillers. hoorah.
i'll show you the picture of it when i find the camera. haha.
random thoughts:
- i am SO hungry right now.
- my contacts hurt my eyes...i bought two new boxes of them, but now i don't know where they are so i can't switch these yet. boo.
- hi, nick's coming to houston this weekend!!!! yay more visitors.
i'm noticing how much i am keeping up on news lately. you know how? it's because when i'm bored in the teacher's lounge at the village school, i sit there with the newspaper and i basically read EVERYthing.
i always have to ask myself since when did i ever get THAT bored? cuz honestly, a few months ago, you could have asked me why we were in war, and i would have no idea. or even the popular murder cases or whatever. haha. but now? wow. i'm like, my own CNN.
I WITNESSED A SHOOTING
i witnessed a shooting at walmart. to make a long story short, i was pulling into a parking lane and then all of a sudden a black escalade backs up out of a spot REALLY fast. i slam on the brakes and then am about to honk my horn when i realize there are three black guys running towards the escalade and shooting at it.
so i sit there frozen. and i actually contemplate still going and parking in that lane cuz that's where i wanted to park intially. but then i realize that those black boys are still scurrying around in the parking lot so i cut through the lot and park on the grocery section.
by the time i came out of walmart, there cops were already there and they were stopping everyone to ask if we heard anything. so i told him what happened since it was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, and he was like, okay thank you.
so...wow. now i REALLY believe myself when i say i'm from the ghetto.
here's my favorite ghettoness:
POP A PIECE OF GLASS OUT OF MY ARM
so yeah...for those of ya'll who don't know, ive had glass stuck in my arm for 6 years now. the car accident happened the summer before my senior year of hs. here's a quick summary:
went to a rock-climbing lock in for church.
didn't sleep the whole night.
bright and early and driving home.
i'm sleeping in the back seat.
sister is driving.
her friend in the passenger seat.
we all fall asleep.
car goes off the road.
i fly to front of car and break the windshield.
and the mirror.
and the stickshift.
i got glass stuck everywhere on me.
okay so that's it. the pieces of glass were supposed to come out by themselves eventually, and they did. except for this one in my elbow. and now i got sick of it, so i asked my plastic surgeon guy to take it out. hooray. he doesn't want to deal with many stitches, so he says we're gonna just make a small incision and push the piece of glass around til it pops out.
success. it pops out. 2 stitches. painkillers. hoorah.
i'll show you the picture of it when i find the camera. haha.
random thoughts:
- i am SO hungry right now.
- my contacts hurt my eyes...i bought two new boxes of them, but now i don't know where they are so i can't switch these yet. boo.
- hi, nick's coming to houston this weekend!!!! yay more visitors.