I hate Mondays.
So I decided to stay home today. My eye is just so swollen, I can barely see out of it. And it hurts so incredibley. Stupid stitches. Did I tell you I got stitches? No. I didn't. Well, I did. I got bashed in the eye and right above my eye, on the crease of my eyelid, just split open. On Monday, we were playing badmitton in gym with pickleball paddles. And Celia, my crazy Norweigian exchange friend, likes to go insane when we're playing the game. The birdie was coming to me so I go to hit it. And just get walloped in the eye. I just hold my eye because it hurts a lot. I didn't scream or cry or anything. I just said 'OW!' Everyone asked me if I was ok, so I go 'Yeah, it just hurts a lot!' Then Jessica moves my hands away from my face, and everyone jumps 3 feet back. Apparently, it was bleeding. A lot. So Ms. Dreis runs (waddles) over. Looks at it. Sends me to the Nurse with my head tilted back. I was just laughing and wanting to see what everyone's reaction was, not caring that I was bleeding everywhere. Apparently, when I was leaving, I handed Matt my paddle (so don't rememeber that) and it was COVERED in blood. So, we walk up to the nurse and one lady stops us and is like 'OMG! Is that real!?' At this point, it's starting to really really hurt, so I go 'Yes, see the blood!!!' And keep heading to my destination. The Nurse takes one look at me and is like 'Where are you hurt? The Jaw, the face?' And I'm like 'I got bashed in the eye. He he he.' She takes me to the bathroom to get cleaned up. This is the first time seeing how much blood there is. There's is blood up and down my arms. Blood all over my face. Blood in my mouth. But, there is only ONE drop of blood on my shirt. Skills, no? Lol. So she cleans it and it won't stop bleeding, so she goes 'I think this is going to need stitches.' My heart sinks. Do not. Want. Stitches. I had watched the new Dawn of the Dead the night before and Ving Rhames had to get stitches. It was gross. We get it to stop bleeding for a little bit. Put some ice on it. Matt comes in and does exactly what I wish I could have done. Taken a picture of it. Tab calls wondering where I am. I tell her to go to the nurse's office. I surprise her with my big gaping wound. Momma comes soon after. Cringing and doing her motherly thing. We go home, I eat, then she takes me to Urgent Care. (Before I left, I read my horoscope. It said 'You're going to have a shocking situation happen to you today. But you'll handle it with easy.' Since when are my horoscopes right??) Urgent Care's power had gone out, so they were running on emergency power. Get me in a couple minutes later. Like two different nurses check me. Then the doctor comes. Sews me up. (Which is one of the most unpleasant sensations in the entire world. This was my first time getting stitches. So I was just freaking out.) Go home. Pass out from exhaustion.
Yesterday, I was asked the same fucking question 500 times. Started to tell people I got into a fight. At least, I scare people with it. I look like Quasimodo. Especially, today. I have like no cheekbone today because of all the swelling. I can barely see out of it. Well, wait. I can see my eye lids covering up my eye. And I have a nice black eye to go with. So, I told Celia she owes me her soul. I don't think she took me seriously, so I'm going to have to think of a better thing she should give me. She better give me one fucking good Christmas present. Lol.
So, I think today, I'll probably just watch LOTR all day. Because that's what I've been jonesing to do. And MAYBE write my speech that was due yesterday. But I didn't have to do because of my eye. Lol. And oh, yeah, that research paper. And my french composition. Fuck. Why'd they give me so much work? Well, Frodo, here I come.
Oh, and I saw Barbara Streisand last night. It was awesome. I now love Il Divo. They sung Music of the Night with Barbara and I nearly died.
I had a really crazy dream when I went back to sleep this morning. This chick (who looked A LOT like Alice Krige) kept trying to capture me because I used to be in her army thing, but I left because I didn't find her very moral or something like that. So, I lock myself in my house. And she sends in some fat guy who I nearly kill. But then, I convince him to help me. And he does. We get the house totally closed off. And then the chick sends in her extra strength army. And they almost get in, but then, I woke up. It disressed me severely because I have no idea what that means. Other than that Alice Krige can be creepy even in my dreams.
Yesterday, I was asked the same fucking question 500 times. Started to tell people I got into a fight. At least, I scare people with it. I look like Quasimodo. Especially, today. I have like no cheekbone today because of all the swelling. I can barely see out of it. Well, wait. I can see my eye lids covering up my eye. And I have a nice black eye to go with. So, I told Celia she owes me her soul. I don't think she took me seriously, so I'm going to have to think of a better thing she should give me. She better give me one fucking good Christmas present. Lol.
So, I think today, I'll probably just watch LOTR all day. Because that's what I've been jonesing to do. And MAYBE write my speech that was due yesterday. But I didn't have to do because of my eye. Lol. And oh, yeah, that research paper. And my french composition. Fuck. Why'd they give me so much work? Well, Frodo, here I come.
Oh, and I saw Barbara Streisand last night. It was awesome. I now love Il Divo. They sung Music of the Night with Barbara and I nearly died.
I had a really crazy dream when I went back to sleep this morning. This chick (who looked A LOT like Alice Krige) kept trying to capture me because I used to be in her army thing, but I left because I didn't find her very moral or something like that. So, I lock myself in my house. And she sends in some fat guy who I nearly kill. But then, I convince him to help me. And he does. We get the house totally closed off. And then the chick sends in her extra strength army. And they almost get in, but then, I woke up. It disressed me severely because I have no idea what that means. Other than that Alice Krige can be creepy even in my dreams.