oh man... I sure hate this.
And I sure hate this feeling.
So much for being happy.The doctor says
no arm activities, no touching of balls for 2 weeks. Well, its 6 weeks for a full recovery. I
tore my muscles. I
cried when he did crappy movements to my arms. AND I DO NOT HAVE A CAST! and I am not that
clumsy.
Reminders of how life was and how great friends were. Hmmmm. School's horrible because of PW and GP. Shitty Shitty. I wish everyday is a Saturday - Volleyball, long lunches and slack evenings.
Movies to catch: Spidey 3 / Harry Potter
Books to read: Plenty
Thank GOD for all of them.i'm blogging like this again....Labels: injury, insecurities, movies, relationship
