But...but...okay. Sorry.

It wasn't a good dream, and rather embarassing. I'd rather not tell. *slinks away*

Nighmare? Tell!

*sits at edge of chair*

I woke up with five minutes to leave to work from a deep nightmare, and I couldn't get it out of my head all night.

I just tripped over my sisters suit cases while walking towards the computer and almost fell to my death. Well, okay...not really my death per se...but you get my point...Those things are dangerous! Dangerous I say!

My back hurts, probably from sitting in such a weird position all day yesterday and today working on these stupid papers.

I have a huge mark on my arm where my brother bit me. It bled. A lot.

Ow, that sucks Shade.

A 300 pound pallet ran over my toe last night. A little history on my toes. They're crooked so they get ingrown toenails a lot... And this pallet just crammed my toenail into my toe. Damn it hurts. As it stands, though... no blood. And I can still walk, though riding my bike is questionable.. Good think I'm getting a ride from someone tonight. Listening to Three Day's Grace all the way. Yes!

I think I'm starting to get a headache.

My ribs finally stopped hurting.

Earlier in the evening, I was laying on my stomach on my bed, and I somehow managed to cut my left elbow on my spiral-bound notebook.

Just a few minutes ago, I was running down the carpeted stairs in socks and fell down the last 7 stairs. I'm okay, just a painful rug burn on my RIGHT elbow.

I am so graceful...I amaze myself.

I just bit my tongue.

I have an ugly bruise on my hip...

I have a paper cut.

And now my stomach hurts.

You know, not that it...matters...or anything. Because, you know, I can...I can take pain.

Awww....DSTM.

*shakes fists with DSTM*

I have rheumatoid arthritis. I haven't even finished high school yet, and it's hit my knees so that I have to use a cane to get around at school.

*shakes fist at knees*

Why must I be so tall?

I'll be alright. It happens.

That can't be good.

I have a pain in my chest. I feel like something pinching me or like little knives poking. It's weird. Oh well.