OGT and Broken Ankels
Today sucked so badly. First we had to take the OGT (Ohio graduation test) practice for math. Then after that we had lunch. Then we had to go back to Theater 110 and get with our groups again for the stuff we did (We had Mattiocola). Then Ted, Shauna, and I got in a group and did this art project where we had to take chalk and draw and color a the picture we choose and put it to the side walk which ours did not get done because we didn’t have the right colors but Weighdenbush said it was okay and that if we wanted to we could go out during the time we have art and finish it if we like.
Then after that we had to go do this math thing with Mrs. Knodel to find out how big the shot tower is and when Ted and I and some other people we working on it Ted and I got into some old people fights (in other words we had a little fight but no matter what we still cared for each other) and I told him I was sorry and he said it was okay because he was just tired and didn’t feel well.
Then we had one more thing to do which by that time we really didn’t want to do it. So we went in front of the shot tower where we did all these stations with Swanson. Well if we didn’t have one more fucking thing to do this would have not have happened next. Ted and I patterned up to measure all this stuff. And by the time we got to where we had to guess how much water was in this cup Ted had to go to bathroom by the time he got back he went under the rails in front and that’s when he said he heard something tare or pop. And right after that happened it started to hurt when he walked. I tried helping him and asking him if he needed any help and if he wanted me to get the teacher and he said no that he would be fine. By the time we were done, I went and gave our papers to Benton and turn in the measuring stick. Once I get back I see Benton over by him and he looked like he had trouble getting up so I went over there and we made him lay down and we got some ice on it and they called his mom and she got there and Benton and I helped him in to the car. By the time his mom got there the buses had left so I decided to call my house and have my mom pick me up. So I went to a payphone to call my house and my phone kept ringing and that only meant my dumb sister was on the internet so I had to call my grandma and have her call my house and my mom came and got me around 4:15. By the time I got home I slept till 8:07 and my mom and everyone kept asking me if I called Ted yet to see how he is doing. I told them no about a million times. But then I called him and asked how he was doing he said that he was doing okay but he was in a lot of pain and that the Doctor said it will take about Two weeks to heal and that he would have to have crutches for about three weeks. Then he told me what happened. He said that he got to ride in a wheelchair and that he was so excited because it was his life long dream (really it was his dream he told me this way before this ever happened). Then he told me how the doctor told him he must of tore a ligament and the doctor told him to move his ankel to see how far it could go and that just made him in more pain and the docor said "okay again I won't have him so that again". And then they gave him this thing to put around his ankle and they gave him crutches. And what is so funny and hilarious is that is mom is giving him all these drugs to take and bring with him to school. Ted was like “my mom is trying to get me high”; I just burst out in laughter. So yeah people that’s what happened and now I am being really nice to him and I made his day because Friday hopefully we are going to Easton and I am going to pay for half the price for the hard back cover of Johnny the Homicidal Manic. So yeah he is okay just in a lot of pain. And he is happy because he is going to making help him carry all his stuff and everything but I would have done that anyway. Well I got to go. Ja!
P.S Ok "Ashen Priest" I would have emailed you but I don't have hotmail but I have yahoo but yahoo won't let you send messages to hotmail. So i will tell you my choice. I choose the first one. But may I ask who you are, your accrual real name. Because when "Milkshake prophet of none" made a comment and he said a name of a person I once had known, it made me think that maybe I do know you.
Then after that we had to go do this math thing with Mrs. Knodel to find out how big the shot tower is and when Ted and I and some other people we working on it Ted and I got into some old people fights (in other words we had a little fight but no matter what we still cared for each other) and I told him I was sorry and he said it was okay because he was just tired and didn’t feel well.
Then we had one more thing to do which by that time we really didn’t want to do it. So we went in front of the shot tower where we did all these stations with Swanson. Well if we didn’t have one more fucking thing to do this would have not have happened next. Ted and I patterned up to measure all this stuff. And by the time we got to where we had to guess how much water was in this cup Ted had to go to bathroom by the time he got back he went under the rails in front and that’s when he said he heard something tare or pop. And right after that happened it started to hurt when he walked. I tried helping him and asking him if he needed any help and if he wanted me to get the teacher and he said no that he would be fine. By the time we were done, I went and gave our papers to Benton and turn in the measuring stick. Once I get back I see Benton over by him and he looked like he had trouble getting up so I went over there and we made him lay down and we got some ice on it and they called his mom and she got there and Benton and I helped him in to the car. By the time his mom got there the buses had left so I decided to call my house and have my mom pick me up. So I went to a payphone to call my house and my phone kept ringing and that only meant my dumb sister was on the internet so I had to call my grandma and have her call my house and my mom came and got me around 4:15. By the time I got home I slept till 8:07 and my mom and everyone kept asking me if I called Ted yet to see how he is doing. I told them no about a million times. But then I called him and asked how he was doing he said that he was doing okay but he was in a lot of pain and that the Doctor said it will take about Two weeks to heal and that he would have to have crutches for about three weeks. Then he told me what happened. He said that he got to ride in a wheelchair and that he was so excited because it was his life long dream (really it was his dream he told me this way before this ever happened). Then he told me how the doctor told him he must of tore a ligament and the doctor told him to move his ankel to see how far it could go and that just made him in more pain and the docor said "okay again I won't have him so that again". And then they gave him this thing to put around his ankle and they gave him crutches. And what is so funny and hilarious is that is mom is giving him all these drugs to take and bring with him to school. Ted was like “my mom is trying to get me high”; I just burst out in laughter. So yeah people that’s what happened and now I am being really nice to him and I made his day because Friday hopefully we are going to Easton and I am going to pay for half the price for the hard back cover of Johnny the Homicidal Manic. So yeah he is okay just in a lot of pain. And he is happy because he is going to making help him carry all his stuff and everything but I would have done that anyway. Well I got to go. Ja!
P.S Ok "Ashen Priest" I would have emailed you but I don't have hotmail but I have yahoo but yahoo won't let you send messages to hotmail. So i will tell you my choice. I choose the first one. But may I ask who you are, your accrual real name. Because when "Milkshake prophet of none" made a comment and he said a name of a person I once had known, it made me think that maybe I do know you.
posted by Jessica at 10:24 PM
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