September 12, 2000. Tuesday.

I’m sorry I didn’t write in here on the first day of school or in the hospital, but I was a little busy.

I guess you want to know why I was in the hospital.

Well in the beginning of the summer, Jake and T.H. made a bike jump in our yard out of left-over dirt from mom’s garden.  It’s about 3 ft high.  So Butch was over exactly 1 week before school started.  He went over and said you don’t get any air on it.  Well, I was supposed to bring him and Jake on a bike ride, but I wanted to go over the jump.  In the meantime, mom was washing dishes when Mic called.

As Mom looked out the window I was going down the driveway towards the jump.  I kinda went a tad faster than Butch.  I got air all right!  But I wasn’t prepared, so When I went over I forgot to pull up and went right over the handlebars and smashed my face into the ground!  that’s why I now have stitches in my mouth, and a spot that could scar for life!  I must have had my mouth open because I detached the skin between my lower teeth and lip right from the bone!

Then tonight I called Eddie just to ask him something, and we ended up talking for an hour and a half!

(I’ll tell you more about Eddie tomorrow)


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