Wooohoooo!! I'm finally moving into my new house!!! I'm really excited which is very rare for me. I usually hate change. But I just really love my house. It has two floors (my room's on the tope floor and it's bigger than all the other rooms!!! Well except the master bedroom for my parents of course ^.^ But still!!!). I think I love the house so much because it has stairs. Though, in the first 30 minutes I've been in there, I managed to injure myself on them. I know you probably don't care, but I'll tell you the story anyway because what my stepdad says is pretty funny.
Ok so we were bringing boxes into the house so that when we finally got to live in it (this thursday, it will be known as 'our house'), we could unpack and put stuff away. Well since we had a little free time (we could only be in there for so long, though nothing was in it) we decided to plan how we would rearrange our rooms and just look around. It was the second time I had been there, but the first time was only for about 5 minutes. I was in sleeping clothes because my mother had woken me in the middle of a nap to bring me there. So I had only socks on my feet. Finally I heard my stepdad call out "Okay, let's jet!"
Being me, I take some things a little too urgently. So I bolted down the hallway and when I reached the wooden stairs, I climbed down a few and guessed that if I jumped to the landing, I would save two seconds going down the second flight of stairs (yes, my head can come up with stupid things at times). So of course, I jumped. But apparently I miscalculated the distance and landed on a step instead of the landing. I slipped (remember I had socks on) on the wood and took a forward fall, busting my knee on another step, and finally collapsing on the landing. When I get hurt, instead of saying ow or screaming or crying I just suck in hair and blow it out a few times through gritted teeth. My stepdad heard this and looked over to see me clutching my (I found out later that it was bleeding badly) knee. This is what he had said:
Him:"That's the first of many times."
Me: "That hurt!"
Him: "Well, if you weren't leaping like a gazelle..."
Me: *starts laughing*(he can always make me laugh) "I was not leaping like a gazelle!"
Him: "Well you sounded like a Clydesdale horse coming down the stairs." *re-enacts the sound with loud thumps, then a short silence, then a loud crashing sound*
Me: *is laughing*
Him: "Then I heard panting and I thought Britney Spear's was up there."
Me: *laughes hysterically* "I wasn't panting!"
So yeah... My kneecap is kinda tender and it's got a good chunk of skin missing (God, stairs can really hurt) but it's not that bad. I just have to keep changing the bandages (and that gets annoying).
But...on a good note... I'm still excited about moving into the house and my room(and the harmful stairs)!!!
 BlackCandy705 · Thu May 15, 2008 @ 02:11am · 0 Comments |
