fucking fucker fuck
h-okay.
so yesterday i was skating and i lost my thought for a millisecond and a millisecond later i found the inside of my knee taking 80% of a 3 foot fall. not too far but it sucks for a square inch section of your knee to take the brunt of gravity below 140 lbs of force.
anyhoot i was in a bad mood yesterday. and my fucking mom is on the rag. hooray. so i wake up 2 hours later than i my mom wanted me to so i can call a number and set an appointment. this got me a 1/2 hour talk.
turn out the number was automated and assessment tests were on a walk in basis. that's what i get for not reading clearly enough.
my mom blows shit so far out of proportion when she's leaking. i hate that our bad moods coincide. i just wanted to fucking rest for 10 hours to make my knee feel better. guess what? it does. and it only did after 10 fucking hours of sleep. still won't be skating on it for a few days and then i have to get my legs back all over again. but maybe clearing my mind of all this baggage will aid in my quest for LANDING A TRICK SOME_FUCKING_TIME. god.
i'm always the fucking punching bag for my mom's PMS. like she HAS to vent to me. what the fuck man. blow off your steam doing something more productive or have a fucking candy bar.
oh well.
coffee and cake time.
so yesterday i was skating and i lost my thought for a millisecond and a millisecond later i found the inside of my knee taking 80% of a 3 foot fall. not too far but it sucks for a square inch section of your knee to take the brunt of gravity below 140 lbs of force.
anyhoot i was in a bad mood yesterday. and my fucking mom is on the rag. hooray. so i wake up 2 hours later than i my mom wanted me to so i can call a number and set an appointment. this got me a 1/2 hour talk.
turn out the number was automated and assessment tests were on a walk in basis. that's what i get for not reading clearly enough.
my mom blows shit so far out of proportion when she's leaking. i hate that our bad moods coincide. i just wanted to fucking rest for 10 hours to make my knee feel better. guess what? it does. and it only did after 10 fucking hours of sleep. still won't be skating on it for a few days and then i have to get my legs back all over again. but maybe clearing my mind of all this baggage will aid in my quest for LANDING A TRICK SOME_FUCKING_TIME. god.
i'm always the fucking punching bag for my mom's PMS. like she HAS to vent to me. what the fuck man. blow off your steam doing something more productive or have a fucking candy bar.
oh well.
coffee and cake time.