Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Oh man
I woke up today with a splitting headache. No it's not from the cheap wine we drank last nite, it's from me walking in to the corner of a concrete wall. Yesterday, after I watched Monfils for a while I went into the tunnel that leads from the court to the tunnels and stuff under the stadium. There after snooping around i found the restaurant that also leads outside. The restaurant was open and families from the tourneys outside were there. Well i really needed to go to the bathroom and the bathroom was to the right at the beginning of entering the restaurant. So while I'm walking I'm bouncing a tennis ball and my bladder, body, tennis ball are all taking a right to go to the bathroom, but as i'm turning i catch a TV to the left and snap my head to see who was playing. well it was a commercial or something so i turn my head to the right and all of sudden the lights go out and i hear, feel a snap around my eye. my bladder kept telling my body to go the bathroom(it obviously isnt a tennis fan). i snapped the side of my face right into the corner of the wall. After getting about 50% of my vision back i look at this kid who sees me and was probably laughing, i realize i gotta get to the bathroom quick before this becomes a gusher. I hurried to the bathroom, leaving my tennis ball i stole that monfils was playing with(i think i might have kicked it in my anger, i cant remember). i look in the mirror and it hadnt broke the skin but it was pretty painful and i felt around and there werent any loose bones so i dont think i broke anything either. the pain started to go away and i really didnt worry about it much for the rest of the day, it was just kinda sore. today i woke up and it is swollen and i got one of those black eyes where my top eyelid is puffy and purple not the bottom part. its getting in the way of my vision right now. i should have iced it last nite but i didnt think it was that bad. oh yeah and to top it off after leaving the bathroom and totally playing it off i walk thru the restaurant and that little kid was there staring at me wondering what my problem was. while bouncing MY tennis ball! of course i didn't demand for my ball back, i got out of there as quick as i could. little french brat.
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