Haven't done a journal in a while. A lot has happened, but I don't recall much of it.
So I'll just say, I HATE MYSELF.
Or more specifically, MY DUMB ******** GIMPY ANKLE.
Do you know how hard it is to watch people do what you can't? Day after day?
I'm allowed to run forward, walk backward, and do a few ball exercises. And I can barely do that. WHICH PISSES ME THE HELL OFF.
Micaela Tepler was with the field hockey people while Shelb and I had to wait an HOUR for our ankles to be wrapped, and when she asked me what was wrong I just blew up at her. I know it wasn't fair (even tho she doesn't appeal to me much) but her talking to me just made it all the more real.
P.S. The field hockey team gossips TOO ******** MUCH. Seriously. Every single one of them, the entire time, talked bad about people on their team. I was just sitting there awkwardly next to Marcie as she insulted people and The Whore talked to Shelby.
What's worse?
I'll probably be back to semi-normal when soccer season ends. I think it's reinjured, because it wasn't this bad when preseason started. I could do the gauntlet then, and now I can barely jog midfield and back.
This sucks.
QOD: "Who likes daddy longlegs anyway?"
"I dunno. Emo kids?"
OH! P.P.S. Whore looks like Bugs Bunny. She got the teeth next to her front teeth removed. biggrin
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Did you see me when they all came on the bleachers, and I was just sitting there like, "Go away, go away, go away..."?