BULBOUS IS AN AWESOME WORD.

My foot is bulbous. I banged it against a wall during the week and it swelled up like an egg. At first I thought it was broken, so the teacher (Yes, this happened at school) got me some frozen peas to put on my foot, which and I ended up eating while the teacher called my mother. I hobbled down the stairs and waited for my mother outside, then she took me up the the hospital.
I was there for an hour before they could see me, and all they did was poke it and say "Ooh..." like I was some ind of Circus freak.
After two and a half hours in the waiting room, an old guy took me to have my foot X-Rayed.
An hour and a half later, an old lady wheeled me into another room. Then she left.
A qarter of an hour later, she returned.
"Well," she said. "Looks like you've hit it quite hard." I KNOW THAT. I WAS THERE. Then she poked it some more and went to get me some crutches.
Apparently, I agitated the Soft tissue in my foot. It might take anything up to 8 weeks to heal, so in that perspective it's worse than a break. My darling friend Jasmine has told me that she will bring my homework to me. Bliss. I'm quite looking forward to going back because I know that my arrogant IT nerd...I mean, teacher... will ask me about my homework. That's when I rant.
So, in short, I might get some art in soon seeing as I'm not allowed to move around.

Oh, and I got the new Professer Layton game. But my DS ran out of battery.