I Got Hurted

Yup.

I did.

I got hurted.

But it happened on the 28th of March, so I'm kinda late with the story.

So what happened was that there was a gas leak at school at like third period so we had to evacuate the school.  And it stunk pretty bad too.  I was walking to my Trig class and my friend said,"My God, why does it smell so bad."  I however, since I was wearing my lucky glasses today (I only have one pair), did not smell the smelly smell thats smells...smelly. But! (not to be confused with "butt" because that would completely change the meaning of that exclamation)  I concentrated harder and ho! I smelled the gas.  I turn to her (my friend) and said,"Sorry, I should have kept it in till I went to the bathroom."  She looked at me shocked.  And I stared back.

"Are you serious?"
"No! Of course not!  But i think its a gas leak.  We should tell Ms. Hoosak (my Trig teacher)."

So we told her and she told us that she had already told someone and we were going to be evacuated soon after the late bell.

So, to make the backstory a little shorter (yeah! That was the backstory) we all got moved to a neighboring school for thirty minutes and we found out there that it was a natural gas leak, so we all headed back.
And as we entered the building there was this retard (not really, so don't feel bad for him) who took out a lighter and was clicking it to see if everyone, along with him, would burst into flames.  Hah.  When my English teacher heard that, he said he hopes that the kid dies that way.  But then he said he was kidding (psh!)

So how does this relate to my hurt?

Well, because of this, the rest of the periods were shortened to fit within the normal schedule, so instead of playing soccer, we just sat on the bleachers for gym class.  This was where the incident happened.

There was this metal rod sticking out perpendicular to the wall near the top seat.  It was so low that when my friend sat down on the top seat, it was right next to his head.

Anyway, I was walking up the bleachers and I was looking down to get my backpack at the same time when WHAM! I hit the rod straight on with the top of my head.  I fell down, but after a second or two, I got back up and said to myself whatever, I hit my head.  Whoop-di-do.

My friend however pointed at my head and said Oh my God, he's bleeding.
And sure enough, my head was bleeding.  I could feel it trickling down through my hair, and when I put my hand up to it, it was all bloody and stuff.

So yeah, long story short:

Emergency Room
Staples
Gyro

Yeah.  I had a gyro afterwards.

And now, 8 days later, I am writing this after I got back from the hospital after I got the staples removed by a doctor.  The procedure really wasn't that complicated.  The doctor just took something that looked like something he bought at Staples (which he probably did) and yanked out the staples, which didn't really hurt.

I asked the doctor to not throw them away because I wanted to keep them.  Yes.  I am weird like that.  But the sad part is, I forgot them!!!! (there were only two.  the cut wasn't that big)  GRRR!!!!  I was putting my jacket on and I completely forgot about them!  And when I remembered, I was like two blocks away!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Frustration with yourself isn't fun.

-That Random Guy