2011-02-03, 05:13 PM
Got a nasty and deep wound on my knee after falling from my bicycle a long time ago (stupid gravel). Almost three inches long, got butterfly stitched like a pork. And thus my needle phobia was born.
And just now in college, I was taking class and my cellphone rang (forgot to mute the bastard).
Ringtone: The Big Medley, Kansas riff from "Carry on, Wayward Son" on a totally silent classroom with 7x students and a professor staring at me.
I felt like digging myself a hole and diving into the earth's scorching iron core.
Also, wrong number.
Still raging about it.
And just now in college, I was taking class and my cellphone rang (forgot to mute the bastard).
Ringtone: The Big Medley, Kansas riff from "Carry on, Wayward Son" on a totally silent classroom with 7x students and a professor staring at me.
I felt like digging myself a hole and diving into the earth's scorching iron core.
Also, wrong number.
Still raging about it.

