crippled kids should be put out of their misery...
Well, today was an eventful day, let me tell you. School was actually not all that bad, I mean people actually said hi to me today? It was crazy, but I liked it. Almost done circling the entire lunch room, yay, I rule, Oh, and omg, this chic I met when buying a prom ticket like actually went around the school looking for me, came into english and was telling me how one of her firneds didn't have a prom date, and how she thought of me and wanted me to go with him. He has a girldfriend at another school but her prom is on the same night and she has a different date and blah blah, and immediately I'm thinking girlfriend, ot a good idea, not to mention,when I met the guy at lunch, he didn't seem like the happiest person in the world, but still, I was open. But just the idea that she thought of me, and even remembered my name was kinda like, woah...ooo...and they have a limo...and she was like, you should come with us anyway, even if you don't go with CJ, so I don't know man...a limo...
Oh, and I was going to ask lawrence, cause I'm pretty sure he could understand the concept as going as friends, and I know I;d have a lbast with him, but yeah, he's got kinda college thingy to go to...hrrm...and then this really kewl tommie guy that I met at ultimate has kinda been hinting at like us going together, but he's in like...college...and that's kinda weird for me to handle...he's only 18 but still...::shrugs:: but he's really kewl and I just,,,I don't even know...
Now we move on to after school...yes the day gets better, only not really, because my life equals hell. You see, I should have known that, it being an actual ok day, something was bound to happen. Well, today, I got to go to the foot doctor, and guess what guys? You know how I was always complaining about my foot and how it hurt and I like broke my toe or something...well apparently I somehow fractured it in like 8 pieces, and you see, that's not a good thing. I think I did it as far back as south dakota, which was like 2 years ago...possiblly longer, and the doctor was like, how could you not know it was fractured...? Did it not hurt? I was like yeah, but I thought maybe it was just cramps or jammed or something...He just gave me this look and was like, wow, you have to be some kinda tough if you've been not only walking around on this foot, but still doing sports...Then he showed me the x-rays and was like, you see that bone (bone A), well its supposed to be bigger than this bone (bone B), when in reality, bone A was like 5 times the size of Bone B...I was like omg...and then he was telling me that if I don't stay off of it then I could ground it into powder...oh and it gets better...you see, not only do I get to where this handy boot thing for 4-6 weeks, meaning I can't do anything even remotely pertaining to sports, if it doesn't heal on its own, then the bone is going to die, did you know bone could die, I know I didn't, and well kids, my bone is going to die. and if that happens, they have to take it out, which he said causes an unfathomable amount of other problems...meaning I might never play sports again...joy...
so, ultimite is thursday where I will be watching...yay, and then no longer able to do spanish dance or track, and prom's this weekend? How exactly do I dance? ::sigh:: I love how life loves me...I really do...thank you life for such a wonderful birthday present...you are awesome...
oh yeah, and if any of you guys want to like call me and talk to me and maybe make me feel better, or rub it in, whatever works, you should call sometime...seeing as how, I will be home a lot more...not that I was ever gone much to begin with...
334-491-AVON (yes I know its sad)
(334-491-2866)
Lots of love,
~the now crippled redneck~
Oh, and I was going to ask lawrence, cause I'm pretty sure he could understand the concept as going as friends, and I know I;d have a lbast with him, but yeah, he's got kinda college thingy to go to...hrrm...and then this really kewl tommie guy that I met at ultimate has kinda been hinting at like us going together, but he's in like...college...and that's kinda weird for me to handle...he's only 18 but still...::shrugs:: but he's really kewl and I just,,,I don't even know...
Now we move on to after school...yes the day gets better, only not really, because my life equals hell. You see, I should have known that, it being an actual ok day, something was bound to happen. Well, today, I got to go to the foot doctor, and guess what guys? You know how I was always complaining about my foot and how it hurt and I like broke my toe or something...well apparently I somehow fractured it in like 8 pieces, and you see, that's not a good thing. I think I did it as far back as south dakota, which was like 2 years ago...possiblly longer, and the doctor was like, how could you not know it was fractured...? Did it not hurt? I was like yeah, but I thought maybe it was just cramps or jammed or something...He just gave me this look and was like, wow, you have to be some kinda tough if you've been not only walking around on this foot, but still doing sports...Then he showed me the x-rays and was like, you see that bone (bone A), well its supposed to be bigger than this bone (bone B), when in reality, bone A was like 5 times the size of Bone B...I was like omg...and then he was telling me that if I don't stay off of it then I could ground it into powder...oh and it gets better...you see, not only do I get to where this handy boot thing for 4-6 weeks, meaning I can't do anything even remotely pertaining to sports, if it doesn't heal on its own, then the bone is going to die, did you know bone could die, I know I didn't, and well kids, my bone is going to die. and if that happens, they have to take it out, which he said causes an unfathomable amount of other problems...meaning I might never play sports again...joy...
so, ultimite is thursday where I will be watching...yay, and then no longer able to do spanish dance or track, and prom's this weekend? How exactly do I dance? ::sigh:: I love how life loves me...I really do...thank you life for such a wonderful birthday present...you are awesome...
oh yeah, and if any of you guys want to like call me and talk to me and maybe make me feel better, or rub it in, whatever works, you should call sometime...seeing as how, I will be home a lot more...not that I was ever gone much to begin with...
334-491-AVON (yes I know its sad)
(334-491-2866)
Lots of love,
~the now crippled redneck~