stupid appendix - what the heck were you doing in there!?
Wow, my last entry was super long
Complaining in rhyme just seems so wrong
But still I must persist
I will not stop unless you insist.
But let me know if it really bothers you,
And I guess I can see what I can do.
So, I can't go back to school for probably another week
And my butt hurts cuz I got a shot in one cheek.
So I'm sitting here on my sore rump writing in rhyme
And wondering what to do with all my extra time.
I'm not allowed to lift anything that's 10 lbs or more
And my guts are really in pain galore.
I have to take the ACT tomorrow and I don't think I can.
This whole surgery thing messed up my big plan.
I'm out of drama, someone else will take my part,
And it kills me that I'm missing the next project for art.
I had abnormal appendicitis, whatever that is
So it'll take a while for my body to get back to biz.
Already lost a few pounds, I just weighed myself,
But I'll find them again when I'm back in good health.
I don't quite get what the appendix is all about,
But when I cough it feels like my guts are falling out.
Why would God give us a little part we don't need?
I want mine back, but I shouldn't, that's just greed.
But seriously, what is an appendix for?
To hurl the doctors' know-it-all-ism straight to the floor?
To stump them when they think they've got it all figured out?
To show there are some things only God knows about?
I think that's what it's for, I know it must be true.
He has a purpose for everything, even the little tiny parts inside of you.
I'll be writing a lot this coming week
So whenever you can, try to sneak a peek
And send me some happy thoughts with a comment or two
It'd make me feel good to hear from you!
Keep me in your prayers, I need them still
Because I'm not too happy about being so ill.
Complaining in rhyme just seems so wrong
But still I must persist
I will not stop unless you insist.
But let me know if it really bothers you,
And I guess I can see what I can do.
So, I can't go back to school for probably another week
And my butt hurts cuz I got a shot in one cheek.
So I'm sitting here on my sore rump writing in rhyme
And wondering what to do with all my extra time.
I'm not allowed to lift anything that's 10 lbs or more
And my guts are really in pain galore.
I have to take the ACT tomorrow and I don't think I can.
This whole surgery thing messed up my big plan.
I'm out of drama, someone else will take my part,
And it kills me that I'm missing the next project for art.
I had abnormal appendicitis, whatever that is
So it'll take a while for my body to get back to biz.
Already lost a few pounds, I just weighed myself,
But I'll find them again when I'm back in good health.
I don't quite get what the appendix is all about,
But when I cough it feels like my guts are falling out.
Why would God give us a little part we don't need?
I want mine back, but I shouldn't, that's just greed.
But seriously, what is an appendix for?
To hurl the doctors' know-it-all-ism straight to the floor?
To stump them when they think they've got it all figured out?
To show there are some things only God knows about?
I think that's what it's for, I know it must be true.
He has a purpose for everything, even the little tiny parts inside of you.
I'll be writing a lot this coming week
So whenever you can, try to sneak a peek
And send me some happy thoughts with a comment or two
It'd make me feel good to hear from you!
Keep me in your prayers, I need them still
Because I'm not too happy about being so ill.