Today my leg has been hurting me to the point that i want to curl up on the floor and cry. Yes, much like the lil ones at the toy store who really want that barbie/toy truck. Anywhoie, I had to go to school and act like nothing was wrong, then I had to go to soccer practice. I don't quit understand why my leg was hurting. I haven't hit it on anything lately, I've been watching where I walk, and I know it's not growing pains because I'm a shorty. Well atleast I hope its not. Only one leg is hurting. So if it was growing pains then only one leg would be growing, then I'd end up lopsided. And then no one will want to marry me because I'm the sad girl with the abnormally long leg and the average size one. I will have to go to the nursing home because I wont have any kids, and even then they wont accept me because they wont have a bed that will be long enough for my stupid, big, fat, long, life-ruining, hairy round the ankles cause I can't reach there leg. Now I'm gonna have to cut it off. It is not worth it... but then I would be the woman who never married, has no kids, cant keep an animal because they think that her nub is a toy, and has to be in a wheelchair all the time. I think I would rather be the girl with the extra long leg... at least that way I will be known for something useful. Hmm i think i just talked myself into growing and extra long leg. Not an 'extra' leg, but one that is really really long. Goodness people, read it right!
Later Days,
Madison
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