That sounds the introduction to a Shakespeare novel, script was it a script or a book. I am really in pain, like really in pain. Like I said I played basketball last night and I woke up in a lot of pain. It pains me to say that I woke up early to skate to school. I hate myself for that one too. Every kick felt like a shock to my whole body and it wasn't so bad.
This wasn't the first time that my body felt this heavy, it was my junior year in high school. I was a pissed off teen angry at the world and I was on the baseball team. I had to lift a whole lot of weights to keep in shape and after a few weeks of torture to the system, I got use to it. I guess after a few weeks of killing myself I will be able to play basketball without feeling like death. I am now confined to the couch and had a whole I can't get up moment. It was pathetic and I regret the whole scene because it is replaying in my head at this moment.
My mustache hair is growing back and I am weirded out because my facial hair usually takes weeks to grow back, but it has only been a few day. Now I am watching Happy Endings and hoping that I can actually move my body without wanting to screaming. I talked to some girl today that said hi to me out of the blue. Usually I am skating and ignoring my surrounds, but because of yesterday I felt that it was better to just walk if I didn't have to skate. We had a very long and fun conversation, it was kind of weird. She is just a friendly person and greeted everyone that passed by her. It was nice to meet someone that is the polar opposite of myself.
It would disgust me if I was that person, but she is a great person and I am an awesome person for making a new friend that I can contact.
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