Okay so this is what I'd like to know. When I was 20-21 if I ever talked to a guy older than me...like much older than me, it was either a. b/c he was immature and more like my age b. someone that maybe I was interested in (and stupid about it at the time) or c. a one off situation like with my best guy friend Neil. In most cases it was just that I thought this older guy was hot. Now lets take these stupid 20 year olds who are friends with my boyfriend. Do I have any fears that something will happen, no...I know he won't do anything...what boggles my mind is why these stupid girls want to be his friend in the first place...he is what 7 years older than you...get your own friends! BAHHH It's totally not a jealousy thing...it's just that come on....there are enough girls crushing on my boyfriend in our own age group...now the young and usually stupid are crushing on my boyfriend. Give me a break....please.
I'm wondering now...I wonder if any young guys have crushes on me? Probably not...maybe...who knows...all I know is that I wouldn't be hanging out with them. F.
Ha...now I am re-reading this and I totally sound bitter and jealous...I swear I'm not...you can be the judge. There is probably no one reading this so that is a-okay!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Diary of a Dislocated Ankle
Okay so maybe I should have started this a month ago but I didn't...so I'll just catch you up to speed.
November 22nd -
15 minutes in to my soccer game I end up blocking a shot (YEAH!), getting kicked (NOOO) and falling on my ankle. My whole body was forced to the left and my ankle went to the right. I completely dislocated my ankle without a break or tearing my ligiments which is unheard of. My ankle, if you can imagin it, was hanging onto my body by my skin and fully stretched and out of shape ligiments. I can truly say that it was the most painful experience of my life!! I got rushed to the hospital and got many many shots of morphine. I was high as a kite but the pain was still insane.
The girl who kicked me walked away laughing (I was told)...still don't know what to think about that. She is just a youngin and probably figured I deserved it because I am a very agressive player....not dirty, just agressive. So I think that when she tackled me she went in extra hard thinking she would 'teach me a lesson' . Which she did...
Lesson Learned: Don't let girls kick you in the ankle...and if they ever do....one day allow karma to teach them a lesson! (karma is the name I give to whichever of my feet is stronger the next time I play her!) bahaha
It is now boxing day, and in the last month I can tell you that I have not slept properly for one night, so i'm sure that my boyfriend thinks i'm crazy and grumpy (which I can attest to). I have suffered through a hard cast for almost a month, had to go the emeregency room to make sure I didn't have bloodclots and bouts of depression come and go everyday. Don't judge me....I can't walk and am used to being active almost every day. This is literally killing me. Atleast i'm in a funky new air cast so I can hobble down the streets. My nickname has turned from miss crutches to things like miss hobble alot...very original I might add. (GAWD)
I hope I can figure out how to post pictures because I'd like to share with the blog world how ugly my foot looked. I must venture back into work mode (yes i'm working boxing day, with a banged up foot) because I'm becoming a teacher and money needs to be made.
lovely.
November 22nd -
15 minutes in to my soccer game I end up blocking a shot (YEAH!), getting kicked (NOOO) and falling on my ankle. My whole body was forced to the left and my ankle went to the right. I completely dislocated my ankle without a break or tearing my ligiments which is unheard of. My ankle, if you can imagin it, was hanging onto my body by my skin and fully stretched and out of shape ligiments. I can truly say that it was the most painful experience of my life!! I got rushed to the hospital and got many many shots of morphine. I was high as a kite but the pain was still insane.
The girl who kicked me walked away laughing (I was told)...still don't know what to think about that. She is just a youngin and probably figured I deserved it because I am a very agressive player....not dirty, just agressive. So I think that when she tackled me she went in extra hard thinking she would 'teach me a lesson' . Which she did...
Lesson Learned: Don't let girls kick you in the ankle...and if they ever do....one day allow karma to teach them a lesson! (karma is the name I give to whichever of my feet is stronger the next time I play her!) bahaha
It is now boxing day, and in the last month I can tell you that I have not slept properly for one night, so i'm sure that my boyfriend thinks i'm crazy and grumpy (which I can attest to). I have suffered through a hard cast for almost a month, had to go the emeregency room to make sure I didn't have bloodclots and bouts of depression come and go everyday. Don't judge me....I can't walk and am used to being active almost every day. This is literally killing me. Atleast i'm in a funky new air cast so I can hobble down the streets. My nickname has turned from miss crutches to things like miss hobble alot...very original I might add. (GAWD)
I hope I can figure out how to post pictures because I'd like to share with the blog world how ugly my foot looked. I must venture back into work mode (yes i'm working boxing day, with a banged up foot) because I'm becoming a teacher and money needs to be made.
lovely.
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