Thighs.
You cannot fully know how important your thighs are until you've pulled nearly every fucking muscle in them. This is worse than my recurring neck spasms; at least I can wear a heavy scarf to keep my neck muscles still. But with thighs...standing, sitting, crawling, even dragging myself across the floor with my arms. Every single movement brings fresh new bouquets of pain and suffering.
Even worse having to go through a full day of school like this, especially a school that is set in a forest and extremely handicapped-unfriendly. (Not that I'm handicapped; just that, with our topography, my school gave up making shit accessible to the handicapped. Instead, they have a special van that drives you all over campus. How you'd get into the building once you've arrived is your own problem, I guess.)
So. Other than that, I had a fun weekend involving ringtails, which are the smaller and more vicious cousins of raccoons. Adorable. <3
Even worse having to go through a full day of school like this, especially a school that is set in a forest and extremely handicapped-unfriendly. (Not that I'm handicapped; just that, with our topography, my school gave up making shit accessible to the handicapped. Instead, they have a special van that drives you all over campus. How you'd get into the building once you've arrived is your own problem, I guess.)
So. Other than that, I had a fun weekend involving ringtails, which are the smaller and more vicious cousins of raccoons. Adorable. <3
