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still on cape.
still using public computer.
went to provincetown, not as exciting and way more expensive than i remember it to be. didn't find my buddy christ action figure/dashboard ornament.
i ate pavement yesterday like a three course meal at a five star restaurant.
i decided i wanted to go bike riding, bad idea. it was going.... well, it was going, and then i came to a hill. i was coasting down about 200 mph, and then i was about to hit a drain. 'okay, i better move out of the way'- i was thinking. so i nudged the handlebars to the left, and then the bike started going way off the center of the road. as i tried to steer it center, i pedled a little, because i had to go up a hill in like, 2 seconds. the bike wobbles out of control, and i go FLYING off and to the curb on the left side of the road, my bike about 3 years away from me. i landed toes first, in flip flops, and my skirt somehow ended up over my head, exposing my lime green disney undies. i gashed up my feet and my right knee, but i thought i broke something. then this old lady comes out and asks me if i'm okay. i sit up, look at her and for ...some reason... i just started CRYING! I went biking to get away from the yelling at my house, and then this happens. so she lets me sit down in her front yard, and then i realize i'm profusely bleeding from my left foot, and my right foot, and my right knee. i start crying again and go off into this big long rant about everything. so she gets me some bandaids and water and then brought both me and my bike home. it was very nice of her. then i got home and my mom yells at me for taking my bike 'without her consent' and getting hurt. my dad freaked out, begging me to let him take me to the hospital and then yelled at my mom for yelling at me. it was funny.
my knee and right foot won't stop oozing. its disgusting.
damn, i wish i had that crash on tape. it must've been f-ing cool to watch.
the end.
still using public computer.
went to provincetown, not as exciting and way more expensive than i remember it to be. didn't find my buddy christ action figure/dashboard ornament.
i ate pavement yesterday like a three course meal at a five star restaurant.
i decided i wanted to go bike riding, bad idea. it was going.... well, it was going, and then i came to a hill. i was coasting down about 200 mph, and then i was about to hit a drain. 'okay, i better move out of the way'- i was thinking. so i nudged the handlebars to the left, and then the bike started going way off the center of the road. as i tried to steer it center, i pedled a little, because i had to go up a hill in like, 2 seconds. the bike wobbles out of control, and i go FLYING off and to the curb on the left side of the road, my bike about 3 years away from me. i landed toes first, in flip flops, and my skirt somehow ended up over my head, exposing my lime green disney undies. i gashed up my feet and my right knee, but i thought i broke something. then this old lady comes out and asks me if i'm okay. i sit up, look at her and for ...some reason... i just started CRYING! I went biking to get away from the yelling at my house, and then this happens. so she lets me sit down in her front yard, and then i realize i'm profusely bleeding from my left foot, and my right foot, and my right knee. i start crying again and go off into this big long rant about everything. so she gets me some bandaids and water and then brought both me and my bike home. it was very nice of her. then i got home and my mom yells at me for taking my bike 'without her consent' and getting hurt. my dad freaked out, begging me to let him take me to the hospital and then yelled at my mom for yelling at me. it was funny.
my knee and right foot won't stop oozing. its disgusting.
damn, i wish i had that crash on tape. it must've been f-ing cool to watch.
the end.