Oh man, worst night of life. I had too much to drink and fell off a six foot brick wall into some bushes and on to my left foot and twisted my anckle, holy crap it hurt. I had to hop all the way off campus to my dorm and go through a night of agony. Then wake up in the morning and hop all the way to the university health center and get my foot rapped up. Oh and people didn't laugh at me hopping in agony trying to get to the health center, jerks. Now I'm on crutches and they suck! They are killing my chest because I recently had an operation on my chest. Damn, I takes my 40 minutes instead of 10 to walk to classes. Argh, and the walk is like a work out, I have to stop and rest every 100ft or so. Oh man, and these crutches keep peeling off the bandaids on my wrists and opening up my scratchs, they're all raw and bleeding. To top it all of, I have a cold from this cold front that hit us over the weekend. So in addition to my foot being messed up, my nose is stuffy, and my troat and head are killing me. Well, at least the doctor gave me some extra strength perscription drugs to dope me up. I think I should stop drinking.