Sooo...

i suppose that once a "Cripple", always a "Cripple".

yuh. long story.

basically, in eighth grade, i sprained my ankle (Break them ankles!), and my English teacher called me Cripple.

So, this week, I started it off by hurting myself a lot (of course on accident- what did you think?! that i like writhing in pain?!), and then today, i sprained my wrist. i want to say that it's anticlimactic, but it's quite obviously not.

anyway... at least it was my left arm, but i would have liked for it to be my right because it would've advanced my ambidextrousness training by a lot. now i can't even practice anymore.

bummer.

ugh... so i guess i'd better get started on my wagonload of homework (it's not small enough to be a buttload, nor is it large enough to be a boatload).

mehhh.

Rian (is kinda in pain... i always say that there's a reason why i'm only in track...)