So I went to go get my dorm key out of my backpack yesterday and in the process of doing so I cut myself on some sort of sharp object. (That I still don't know of still...) I know, good job right. Well I thought I was going to be perfectly fine until I saw how deep the cut was... then I freaked out thinking I wasn't going to be able to play flute (I cut my left middle finger.. oh and I was only worried about being able to play my flute). So I called Dusty since I knew he was constantly getting hurt and would know what to do... and Paul was at rehearsal. Dusty then took me to the clinic where I freaked out again thinking I was going to have to get stitches or that they were going to hurt me. =/ Luckily the bleeding finally stopped and the cut was easily covered with some durmabond. Oh... and I could still play flute. =]
I would just like to take the time to thank Dusty for being there for me. You're a great friend and I'm glad to have you in my life. It really means a lot to me. =]
I would put a pic of the cut up, but it's not pretty. So I'll take the time now to show off my awesome transformer band-aids! XD
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