Fine, I'll use complete sentences if that's what you want . So you, as you are aware by my incessant, excited babble, we were going ice-skating. And all was well and jolly, and we were having a right hoot and half. But no, I have to go and break my arm. Of course. Damn ice.

Here is the tragic story of my arm snapping:

So, I was skating along, minding my own business, when this abnormally tall and wide man bumps into me and knocks me over. I fall, right, and instead of breaking my head, I decide to throw my arm out in front of me. But there was a rather loud crunch after I did this, and a sharp pain going through my poor limb. Oh and of course, some stupid little kid decided that it would be fun to skate over the girl whose arm just made the freaky crunching noise. Damn kids.

So Liza and Jessi rush over and are very concerned for the midget because he fell. Like he matters. He just ran over me! And I'm just screaming bloody murder for someone to get me to St. Mungo's. Finally, they notice me and drag me over to a bench. And soon enough Liza's mum comes rushing over all in a dither. She's very concerned because the Muggles are watching and she can't apparate me away or fix my arm. So I have to wait there and deal with this the Muggle way. Apparently this was when someone called an "ambulance", but I didn't see how one of those would help. So then when it did arrive, all we had was this crazy man who just kept talking about Idaho potatoes. I don't even know what Idaho is, but he is very fond of it. Weird bloke.

Liza and Jess both though he was hilarious, but I just thought he was annoying. Maybe it was because my arm was all throbbing insanely, but I don't know. The "ambulance" guys didn't even know anything. I found out later that the sling they put on my was inside out and backwards. And these guys are professionals? How do the Muggles live?

Anyways, I'm sitting in Nana's house, and she is having a freak out. You know, worrying about me, and asking me if I need anything every two seconds. I think I should ask for some stew.

Alas, earwax. But I can't do anything fun for a bit. These debilitating potions are nasty.

I have to go back to Hogwarts in four days! It's so saddening!

Author's Note: I don't have any idea where I am going with this. Alas. I will try to think of something. Help? :)