I Ought To Be Blind - But Guess What? I'm Not!

I'm going to begin this blog post pretty innocently, just going to review my weekend and day.

Weekend; eh, I didn't do anything that was special or worthy enough to blog about. I spent Sunday washing cars and doing what I wanted. I tried to write believe me. And that also is something for me to mention. I've... not completely gone through with the COHJ revisiting thing because I've been busy with my other story Xenophobia, which I have been just getting out of Writer's Block with. It's on a roll 85 pages and exactly 32,400 words. Boom! See? I'm on a roll and I mustn't break it.

But today at school, in Reading class we have this specific time during the beginning of the class period where we get a fiction book of our choice to read and we have to answer really broad questions about it, like about the characters and plot and conflict and stuff.
My selection? Well, me being the science fiction lover that I am, I had spent an entire two months reading the third Gears of War book Anvil Gate. And let me say this... Gears of War... typically isn't an - how should I put this, school "appropriate". But you know, Halo isn't much better.
As I wait for the next Gears of War book and Game (Which are coming NEXT YEAR in March and April), I'm going to reread the Halo series because I've heard another Halo series is coming out in January. So, for right now, I have Halo: Ghosts of Onyx...
My Reading Teacher suddenly said to us today, "Okay, we're going to introduce each other to the books we're reading. Tell us the title and if you recommend it or not."
My reaction: O_O Whaaa....
Do you know how embarrassing it is to say in front of the entire class, "Uh, I'm reading Halo: Ghosts of Onyx. And I would only recommend it if you knew the universe. The book can be very confusing if you don't know the universe because it's very heavy in Science Fiction." Seriously. Before I introduced my book, everyone was laughing and giggling and making funny comments... But whenever they got to mine, silence - utter and confined silence. Do you know how AWKWARD that was?!
But then again... I think I would rather introduce Halo than I would Gears of War. Would I recommend it? NO! Absolutely not. It's a great book and Karen Traviss is absolutely the best writer in the world, don't get me wrong... but it's just not school friendly at all. It's not the sexual stuff it's the language... I wouldn't give that question a second thought and also the fact that I know NO ONE in my Reading class would read it. Adrian might but... she'd be confused as hell.

On to Science.
Our teacher changes our seating every nine weeks to "expand our horizon" - basically to just talk to other people in the class. I don't have a problem with that at all. I think it's a great tactic but... he did something different than he has done before. I also had him last year and he didn't do this last year either.
He let us choose our seats - that's not the new part... He was going to let us choose our seats but he would allow the people with the highest grade in class to choose first. I wasn't worried. I rock at Science and my grade is like a 94 in that class. I turned out to be like the tenth or so person out of like 19 people... And I chose a seat which was relatively in the front and I sat just behind my friends Hope and Megan. And no one was sitting beside me. I thought, I can live with this.
There's another guy in my Science class named Sam and I saw him walking over towards me and stopped in front of me. I extended my arms and said, "Sam!" He was like one of the last people to choose there seats. He gave me a sympathetic look and told me that he wanted to sit by his other friend, which was cool by me... UNTIL...
There's this other guy in the class named Cory and he is annoying as EVER!! And I know he likes me because he stares at me constantly - I swear, he's going to be in my room when I wake up one morning. He's scary... and he's just WEIRD.
I saw him look around, he was the last to be called, and he started coming towards the empty chair at the table I was sitting at. I swear, I could hear Jaws theme was playing in my head as he came closer. I was like screaming in my head as I tried to nonchalantly look at something else, "NO! NO! NO! !NO! NNO!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING THIS CAN'T BE!!" I thought I had got rid of him! I was so READY to get away from him!! D: But... NO!
He sat down and I silently groaned to myself. I turned around in my chair and glared at Sam who was sitting a couple rows back. He had a stricken expression and he was waving his arms, mouthing, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I shook my head slowly, eyes beaming at him and pointed at him and drew a line across my neck. Sam is dead.
That entire class period was soo edgy and so unenjoyable.
Okay, I wrote down my account and reported all of the annoying or just absolutely WEIRD things he did in my Yellow Composition Book titled: ¡¡Writing!!
Here are the accounts:
He was gnawing on a orange folder. I'm not kidding. These are not lies! Weird sounds and don't get my started on the weird jiggling cheek thing he does... *rolls eyes* Weird sounds - that's a given, he was swinging his watch... and he was... moaning and... humming... And he spent an awful long time in the bathroom.
(>.>) (-_-) (<.<) (faces are amazing)
So, I scooted my chair as far as I could and requested a seat transfer with my explanation as simple as, "I do NOT work well with him."

Okay to the topic! AWAY! *cue Superman theme*

Knock on wood, I've never been to the hospital - well, with the exception of others and my birth but that's it! I've never gotten stitches, staples, glue, broken or sprained anything... EVER! Isn't that ironic. I mean, medically speaking - I'm in the clear. It might be the fact that I'm not very athletic or that I don't like to get my hands dirty or that I'm just NO THAT daring. I'm not sure but I'm pretty damn lucky.
But now, I will tell you a tale including a very excited Kindergarten Chelsea, a random girl, a stick... and my very unlucky eye.

In the Elementary school I was in, there was two different playgrounds for the different grade levels. The Kinder, First, Second and Third got the smaller play ground which we all referred to as the "Little Kids Playground." And the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth got the "Big Kids Playground". Whelp, a few times or so a year, the kids from the littler playground would go to the bigger one. As a Kinder peep, that was like THE THING. It got me all excited and it was like a whole other world.

I think I was playing with my friend Abby, we've known each other for a VERY long time. This year in December it will be 10 years we've known each other. Talk about a long relationship. And we were playing in a collection of oak trees having fun and what not when...
BAM!
I didn't even know what happened. I just turned around and searing pain shot through my eye. But you know, me being a Kinder peep, I burst out crying and automatically rubbed my eye like crazy. I ran over to my teacher, screaming bloody murder. I kid you not, I was so clueless. I didn't know what to think of it.
And... you know what happened?
Okay, right as I was turning around, some girl just threw a stick - you know, just randomly and it STABBED MY EYE. How unlikely is that? Talk about bad luck. And there is no a SCAR on the lens of my eye... NEVER FEAR. I doesn't hurt at all but it made me feel kinda dumb considering I had to wear an eye patch for a couple of weeks so it could heal. I mean, it wasn't like a pirate eye patch... it was just this thick, cloth-thing. It wasn't cool... Sadly. Sometimes when I look a certain way, I can see the scar...
Creepy huh?
But you know what would be even worse? I could have been blind because of that stick... but I'm not... That's why I think I'm pretty lucky.

Want to share your worst injury?

I promise you, something absolutely HORRIBLE is going to happen to me and I'm going to be eating my words.I surely hope THAT'S not going to happen.
I'm not READY to die! O_O

--Chelsea, The Acorn Magnet/Fake Nail Hater.