April 19th, 2005
I spent my birthday in the hospital wing.
But hey, I'm alive, so I should be thankful, right?
Current Mood: bitchy
...well, I'm glad you're alive at any rate.
Thank you again. I'm also glad I'm alive. I guess.
Glad that you're alive as well.
You don't sound terribly sure of yourself.
And thank you. I'm sorry I couldn't help with the hound more.
You were unconcious, what more could you do?
You couldn't, so don't worry about it.
Gabi, do you want me to come see you?
Are you still there or have you been moved back to your dormitory?
I'm in my dorm now. And I plan to stay here for a very long time.
Was the nurse able to help with your wounds?
Something was wrong with one of them...
What? Tell me...
It isn't anything serious, is it?
Something happened when the nurse was healing the wound on my shoulder.
I'm not sure what went wrong, but you now how the cuts and all aren't supposed to leave behind any marks or scars after she's healed them?
Well this one did....
You have a scar on your shoulder now? Is it a painful one?
Maybe I should come see you...