"I like the brick...I like the gun."
well tonight was an interesting night. i came home from school, and emily rode the bus home with me. then clay and jordan came over, and we just sat there and talked for like 15 minutes or so- until clay had to go home. it was nice though to at least get that time with him before he left for hilton head. i'm really going to miss him. i won't see him for 10 days or so...it'll be hard. i miss his already.
so then emily, jordan and i made pizza. it was sooo good! we totally devoured it. yum :) then we watched t.v. a bit, but got bored pretty quickly. so we decided to go on a bike ride really quickly before emily's parents wanted her back home. we decided to go to the "secret spot", and so we rode our bikes there. we were doing great- but then there was this big hill. jordan and i were like, "oh emily- this hill is sooo much fun. just wait for it." so we started riding down this huge ass hill, and i was in front. i see jordan whizzing past me, and then this all happened so fast and really slow at the same time. i started to turn on another street, and then emily kept going straight. we collided, and i flew off of my bike. i tumbled a few times on the concrete, and the slid through the dirt and gravel. i scraped my face, my hands, and both my knees. but what is funny, is that i didn't feel a thing at first. like i guess your body just kinda blocks all of the harsh pain out at first, because i stood up, cause emily was like, "get up get up get up." and i saw the looks on emily and jordan's faces, and i was wondering why they were looking at me like that. i didn't even know that i was bleeding. it was very surreal.
then i went back to jordan's house, and emily and jordan (along with his mom) helped clean me up. and emily pour hydrogen peroxide on her knee (then on my hand...ouch). but i'm glad i was with emily and jordan. i really could choose two other people that i would rather be in that situation with. it was a bad thing that happened, but it turned out perfectly okay. i feel fine- well actually right now i really starting to feel the deep bruising. i can't really walk because of my knees, but i'll be okay. at least i wasn't like paralyzed or anything. it could have been worse. and i thank god that it wasn't.
but my grandma was really worried. my uncle steve died in a bike wreck, and so she is really paranoid about this kinda stuff- same with my mom. they both were really worried.
so then emily, jordan and i made pizza. it was sooo good! we totally devoured it. yum :) then we watched t.v. a bit, but got bored pretty quickly. so we decided to go on a bike ride really quickly before emily's parents wanted her back home. we decided to go to the "secret spot", and so we rode our bikes there. we were doing great- but then there was this big hill. jordan and i were like, "oh emily- this hill is sooo much fun. just wait for it." so we started riding down this huge ass hill, and i was in front. i see jordan whizzing past me, and then this all happened so fast and really slow at the same time. i started to turn on another street, and then emily kept going straight. we collided, and i flew off of my bike. i tumbled a few times on the concrete, and the slid through the dirt and gravel. i scraped my face, my hands, and both my knees. but what is funny, is that i didn't feel a thing at first. like i guess your body just kinda blocks all of the harsh pain out at first, because i stood up, cause emily was like, "get up get up get up." and i saw the looks on emily and jordan's faces, and i was wondering why they were looking at me like that. i didn't even know that i was bleeding. it was very surreal.
then i went back to jordan's house, and emily and jordan (along with his mom) helped clean me up. and emily pour hydrogen peroxide on her knee (then on my hand...ouch). but i'm glad i was with emily and jordan. i really could choose two other people that i would rather be in that situation with. it was a bad thing that happened, but it turned out perfectly okay. i feel fine- well actually right now i really starting to feel the deep bruising. i can't really walk because of my knees, but i'll be okay. at least i wasn't like paralyzed or anything. it could have been worse. and i thank god that it wasn't.
but my grandma was really worried. my uncle steve died in a bike wreck, and so she is really paranoid about this kinda stuff- same with my mom. they both were really worried.