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Yeah, so, here's what happened. confused
Max dropped me off at a 11:30ish (we left the Homecoming extremely early, right after Lappy and Kups did because, it, well.. how do I put this gently? SUCKED), then left. While driving down Franklin Road, he got really tired. In an attempt to stay awake, he was listening to heavy rock music. However, it changed to a slower song... and he passed out.
He woke up a fraction of a second before he hit the pole, screamed, then passed out from pain. (Passed out, not fainted people. Fainting is for whimpy, pink wearing girls). When he woke up again, the volvo was totalled and his legs hurt. He had a bloody nose from the airbag. He couldn't find his cellphone in the car anywhere, and tried to get out of the car. When he stepped out on his legs, he passed out again and fell into a bunch of glass. Someone called 911, and he spent the night at the hospitol. The pole he crashed into snapped is snapped in two, I saw it driving on the way to his house... They had to tie it to the pole next to it in order to keep it standing. stressed
I couldn't stand not seeing him, so I went to see him today to make sure he really was alive, and not lying dead in a ditch somewhere. He looks remarkably good, except for a tiny cut on his throat, a bunch of bruises, a really red mark on his ankle, the fact he has to half-hobble, half limp when he walks (he refuses to use the crutches or take pain medicine), and, of course, his hair. heart
He'll be in school tomorrow, in case anyone reads this tonight.
And no, I am not suicidal, have not completely snapped, and I do not plan on having a mental breakdown anytime soon. I did worry a lot, and cry some, and stuffs, but he's fine. 3nodding heart whee I've really never been more relieved in my entire life. sweatdrop
 Destiny Tahn · Mon Oct 10, 2005 @ 01:06am · 1 Comments |
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