#broke arm

[castedtoes]

[lillytalkss]

I was in a car crash.

Broke my arm😔

I'm back now tho girlies!

[meme-breaker-blog]

Life sucks

Yesterday I took a shit and broke my middle finger,

Today I got out of bed early and stumbled over my sleeping dog breaking my arm in the process.

I fucking hate this weekend.

[solo-otra-idiota]

I sit on Jesus. ON JESUS! And broke his arm I BROKE HIS FUCKING ARM! OMG

[chaosrose]

Uncle

Josh: u goin tonight?

Me: yes

Josh: are u gonna twist my arm to go?

Me: no

Josh: FU just say yes.

Me: YES. *twists arm* SAY UNCLE!

Josh: OK OK I'LL GO!!! OWWWIEE MY ARMMMM!!! COURTNEY BROKED ITTT

Me: shouldve said uncle.

Josh: UNCLE! aww fuck it's already broken. I suppose maybe i should get my ass in gear sooner or later and get ready. it's what Courtney would want

or at least I'm under that impression.

Me: mhm. if you value your other arm.

[mynightmarejournal]

Thursday, January 10th, 2013

We were on the run, like elves in a forest being chased by dogs. Actually we were elves in the forest being chased by dogs. Fortunately for me, I escaped with my life. The others weren't so lucky. The first person who went down I had tripped in order to save the rest of us, but at the end of the day I was the only one left standing. 

When I reached the house, the Laura was there and she was cooking dinner. She also explained about these new braces she had that were supposed to maker her swim better. They were big metal balls that came down from the roof of her mouth and pushed out against her molars. 

They asked me if I'd made a Christmas dinner the previous day and I told them I had not. They asked why not and I told them I didn't like to cook sweet potatoes, green beans, or ham. It's just boring. I failed to mention that I had been on the run for about the last week or so. My family had already forgiven me, and I certainly did not need my neighbours to judge me. 

I went downstairs and into the gym, which appeared to be attached to the neighbours' house. I went into the gym and saw that they had been waiting for me, and I now had to wrestle my boss in order to earn my money. He's a relatively big man, not somebody I would ever want to wrestle, even if I were a wrestler. And his eyes are somewhat intimidating. But I started the match fast, before he realized I was doing it, I think. I pinned him and gripped his arms as tight as I could, pushing him with all my strength into the ground. The crowd began to count, they reached five seconds and he began to wiggle, but at seven seconds he was still down and I had one. 

I got up and left the gym. I headed back to my college (like five states away...). When I got there I had to go to class and play frisbee and volleyball. I didn't want to tell anyone how badly I had hurt my arm (I think it was broken) because I didn't want to tell them how it had happened. So I just told them I had to take things a bit easy and I might miss some practices. Nobody made a big deal out of it.

At lunch the next day, Sam was telling me something and she grabbed my arm. That was excruciatingly painful. Iyelped and whimpered a little, grabbing my arm back. She asked what was wrong and I told her I messed it up real bad. She then told the whole school that my arm was broken. I cried.