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As it turns out, I have roughly 8% curvature in my spine, which means that I have to start going to physical therapy. The doc basically said that my bones are growing too fast for my muscle, and that I have to take better care and strech them out. And by the way, not being able to touch your toes is apparently a bad thing (bs). So after the doctors, my dad had to stop off at work, and then I went downtown with the boys. We smoked, walked around, and then ate a shitload of junkfood. Then the girls showed up and it was a gatherine of sorts. Then I left. It's my birthday tomorrow, I'm finally getting my permit.
Sweet.
Sweet.