a star to bear your name
2001-08-22 @ 9:39 p.m.
Well, right about now I sure am aching. I sure do know why. Soccer practice was not so bad, but I discovered afterwards that my cleats are not worn in at all, which has given me some nasty blisters. Normally I don't care all that much about pain, but these hurt like a bitch. When I came home, I peeled off my socks and shin guards to reveal two disgusting blisters, one on each of my heels. I sat over the bathtub and poured peroxide on them to keep them from getting infected. When I say that this hurt, that would be an understatement. I let out the loudest scream of pain and started screaming "Bitch bitch BITCH BITCH BIIIIITCH!" at the top of my lungs. It stung so much, and I can't remember anything ever feeling like that before. Even now, I can't move without them killing somehow. I tried to have my sister stretch out my shoes so that they would be alright to wear tomorrow to practice, but I don't think that it helped all that much. I tried hitting the heels with a hammer in order to soften them, but I don't think that helped much either. They're not as supple and flexable as toe shoes. Damn those soccer cleats. I am going to be one hurting puppy tomorrow.
I went shopping today, yet got nothing practical that I would actually need for school. I think I got one shirt that would be good for autumn. Now my sister and I have been playing a bit of a role reversal. She is finding a lot of clothes that she likes, and I am not finding anything. It's very strange, don't you think? Well, if you knew the both of us, you would think so too. I got my period today. Ugh. Just in time for soccer tryouts. I won't even get started with discussing the disgustingness of it all. I am going to be on the field on Friday from 11:15 to 3:00. I am not looking foward to it at all.
I think I am going to go to bed and get some sleep...early tonight for a change. I am so sick of the online world and the lack of what it has to offer at the moment. I need some rest too.
Ciao.
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