Like a Pony!
Long Entry Incoming!
Well, the weekend has been exceptionally interesting. Friday, I left school early with Katharine, and we headed out of town - about a four-hour drive to our destination. We watched "Blood Diamond" on a laptop on the way over. It was a little hard to watch, slightly cliche, but overall well-made. I'd give it a 2 out of 5. Ten other kids had already left that morning, so when we reached our hotel we found them all huddled around a small cafe table eating onion rings and making anonymous prank phone calls to people like Aggs and whoever else was on speed dial. It was a little rediculous. We went swimming and all, in the pool, but there were a bunch of weirdo hackeysack kids being idiots, so, yeah...
We got to bed around 12:00, and woke up at 6:00 to greet the day - a day that, for me, would last FOREVER!!
We got to the university and performed at 9:30, and afterwards were required to wait around campus until 1:40, which was when our secondary performance was. It was a very log wait, I tell you! My friends and I got lost, so we just walked around with our smoothies and video cameras, approaching random people and then scaring them off with our famously outlandish behavior. Then we watched a trombone line-up out on the curb, and this girl who was dancing there with a baton, who was very cheery and helpful, and directed us back on our way to the building we were supposed to be in the first place. We had to sit with our backs to a wall for 15 minutes as we waited for our turn to go in and be appraised. When 1:40 finally rolled around, we were shepherded off into a small classroom.
The judging actually went pretty well. We headed out of the room, up a set of stairs, and...
I slipped on the second step, crashed to the floor, and when I sat up I started to feel a very unpleasant sensation in my left hand. I felt oddly dizzy and my ears started closing up. I had to go over to the water fountain on the right and get my friend to keep it turned on as I let the hand cool off under the water. As the dizziness cleared I was able to further examine my injury - my ring finger was slightly turned in the wrong direction and the knuckle had slid off to the side so that it sat evenly with my pinky knuckle, but right next to my middle knuckle. This led me to believe that I had dislocated my ring finger somehow. Ann offered to yank it back into place, but I insisted that I should wait and see what a professional had to say. XD
And so, for the rest of the afternoon, I had a very bizarre-looking left hand and a ring finger that sat unevenly. The competition was over and it was time to drive home, so Ann and Katharine got a guy working at Hardy's to fill a hamburger bun bag with ice, and then we bought milkshakes. It was about 3:30 when that happened. I called my parents, just to let them know, and it was organized that I would go to the ER when they got home from their concert - which would be about 11:00 at night. On the way home, Kath and I were in stitches laughing over how lame it was of me to simply fall on the stairs and bash myself up like that... I also saw 5 car wrecks on the interstate and knew that a messed-up finger was nothing compared to what some people were going through, so it really wasn't that bad at all.
We made it back safely. I waited until 11:00 when my father returned to the house and drove me to the hospital - he's a doctor, so he knew enough about the situation to tell me what the people were going to do. I prayed to the heavens that it wasn't dislocated, because that would involve somebody yanking my finger around... and I'm really more afraid of needles than I am falling on the stairs, which is hilariously irrational, but true. I was laughing all the way through the hospital at my own stupidity...
Well, they took X-Rays, and it turned out that I had not dislocated my finger - my finger was actually perfectly intact - but that I had broken my metacarpal all the way through in two places, but it wasn't displaced, which was good news. This was informed to me by an elite of shockingly good-looking and young doctors. It was sort of funny, really. We didn't get out of the ER until about 2:00 a.m.
So then, today, I had to go to an old cemetery decked out in historical getup - with my arm in a sling. Getting the splint into the dress was challenging, but possible all the same. The cemetery was bloody FREEZING!! There was rain and frozen sleet coming down, and it was difficult to hold my umbrella and keep my skirt from dragging in the mud with one hand. I recited my historical figure's role very well, regardless of all my history buddies teasing me about how well the dark blue mesh sling went with the pale green turn-of-the-century dress and pearl earrings (which, might I add, is fabulous and fits me like a glove - it'll be sad returning it to Dwayne at the playhouse).
So now I'm sitting here at the computer, pecking away at the keyboard one-handed. (Forgive the typos. I know there are some, there has to be!) We're planning to leave for dinner soon - my brother's girlfriend is staying over. I'm just sad i can't bat in PE tomorrow - I had two RBI on Friday!
See you people later, I suppose. <3