The experience reminded me of how when I was at a girl's birthday party when I was little, I hurt her eye. I had found a needle lying in the carpet and went to her room holding it out in front of me. She opened the door, and somehow it ended up poking her in the inside corner of her eye. She ran to her parents crying. I heard later she had had to get surgery. I still wonder how I ended up doing something so stupid.
I could barely drive after they had dialated my pupils and it hurt like hell to try, so I sat around watching tv and then went to Lakeside to visit people. Mr. Devastey was excited to see and show me off to the freshmen as his favorite student ever. He said lots of things I couldn't understand and called Ben on my phone, then left. I saw Ben for about five minutes, then he left and I drove back to school.
I have a speech due tomorrow that I should probably be writing. I don't like speech class. I think the thing that bothers me may be the pointless strategies and my teacher's overuse of hand gestures. I have to teach the class how to train for or run a 5k. It should be easy enough, but I guess I'm just lazy. This entry is probably an excuse for me not to work.