SPORK
8th March 2005, 08:34
Well, this is how it happened...
Was heading down the hill with my feet on the frame of my awesome 'Purple Cobra' pushbike. Decided to stand up to get a better view.
That was all fine, untill I needed to get down, so I put one foot on a pedal, and went careering into the pavement, then into a tree. Kindly, the two people I was riding to the river with decided to go on ahead and leave me on the ground, trying to find something to chop off my wrist with.
So after briefly contemplating my options, decided to lay on the grass for 10 minutes or so, in hopes of passing out.
Sadly, this did not happen. So instead I got my bike, and pushed it up a hill by myself. Got home, and lay on bed (you can see by this stage that horizontal was a much better position, gravity wasn't liking me yesterday)
An hour later, my parental unit got home with a couple of pizzas, and wondered why I was laying on my bed, leaving a nice little blood stain on it.
2 hours and 1 pizza later, I was forced to go to the after hours. According to them, I had broken my bloody wrist. Great. First broken bone, ever.
So off we wen't in the accentmobile to Lower Hutt hospital, where We had a lovely wait. Got some xrays, and in the end, it turns out it was just severely sprained, bruised, and for want of a better word, fucked.
So here I am, off school, and bored and hurting.
Just thought I'd give you this charming little story in the hopes that you don't try and imitate my actions
:wari: :done:
Was heading down the hill with my feet on the frame of my awesome 'Purple Cobra' pushbike. Decided to stand up to get a better view.
That was all fine, untill I needed to get down, so I put one foot on a pedal, and went careering into the pavement, then into a tree. Kindly, the two people I was riding to the river with decided to go on ahead and leave me on the ground, trying to find something to chop off my wrist with.
So after briefly contemplating my options, decided to lay on the grass for 10 minutes or so, in hopes of passing out.
Sadly, this did not happen. So instead I got my bike, and pushed it up a hill by myself. Got home, and lay on bed (you can see by this stage that horizontal was a much better position, gravity wasn't liking me yesterday)
An hour later, my parental unit got home with a couple of pizzas, and wondered why I was laying on my bed, leaving a nice little blood stain on it.
2 hours and 1 pizza later, I was forced to go to the after hours. According to them, I had broken my bloody wrist. Great. First broken bone, ever.
So off we wen't in the accentmobile to Lower Hutt hospital, where We had a lovely wait. Got some xrays, and in the end, it turns out it was just severely sprained, bruised, and for want of a better word, fucked.
So here I am, off school, and bored and hurting.
Just thought I'd give you this charming little story in the hopes that you don't try and imitate my actions
:wari: :done: