One day has passed since that fateful night. That day has been filled with crutches, story telling, and limping around. At the end of the day, I realized that someone had painted my toe. A dab of black, a little blue, and a smattering of purple now adds character to my toe, nicely complimenting the large and swollen look. Whoever made this toe must be an artist.As a side note, walking around campus on crutches has taught me one very interesting thing, guys who know you are very helpful, but if they don't, they won't even pause to hold the door after walking out ahead of you. On the other hand, so many random girls stopped to help me. It was very interesting. One girl even gave me a number in case I need a ride. Cool huh?
2 comments:
Ouch! Wow, that is a bad one, but I agree on the great artistry... is that a word?
Hey congrats on the Jerusalem Center! I am a little behind on the blogs and so started checking everyone's today. Anyhow I was hoping you would get in! So that should be just an excellent experience. Make sure to "bring us" at least through the internet there with you so we can see what it is like there.
Later
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