So I broke my toe today... actually it was broken FOR me, it wasn't really me. I was up at Centenary visiting a friend of mine, Heather, with another friend of mine, Chris. I was goofing off and stole Heather's phone to text message a person who she happens to like and she was trying to get her phone back. Well, she was wearing heals and ends up stepping on my toe, not intentionally. I heard it pop and a shooting pain went through my foot and all that jazz, exactly the same way as last time I broke my toe. Now all I can do is try and stay off it by using crutches because you obviously can't put a cast on it or anything. So there you go. Alex is gone and I'm lonely... I break my toe... I hate crutches... I can't any hours at work... this week sucks, as will next week, I'm sure. Time to go take more painkillers and try to sleep. Later.