Today marks a monumental day in history: my first bloody nose.
I've never gotten a bloody nose before, in my life, until today.
Grossest feeling of wet
cold blood drizzling out of your nose!
I don't think I've really lived until today.
I remember once I sat in my kitchen and my friend got a bloody nose and we laughed for hours telling stories about bloody noses while the nose blood went on and on like a faucet of bathwater. I always wanted one because in my first grade class if you got hurt in class you got candy. Kind of messed up, but it was Mrs. bottom, so what do you expect? Once my friend Ally sneezed and she caught a bowl of blood in her hands from her nose, but apparently Mrs. Bottom doesn't give out candy to bloody nose injuries, only serious ones that draw real blood painfully like bee stings and scrapes or broken bones. I've yet to be stung by a bee or break a bone knock on wood. I used to knock on plastic wood in my car, don't worry it works the same! Even plastic that doesn't look like wood at all in a different car works wonders, it's all about your perspective on things. knocking on paper totally counts p.s.
See u.
1 comment:
I had a bloody nose in 2nd grade where I had to go to the nurse.
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