My mom took me shopping yesterday, which was awsome. I was trying to find some really comfy sweat pants, you know, for those two weeks or so when the stitches hurt like a b word and they get stuck on everything and your knee is too swollen for jeans...
We of course got side tracked in the victoria's secret, but then I saw my future. This poor guy was hobbling around on crutches, with a nasty knee brace on his left knee. Aw man it looked so painful. Suckity Suck Suck. And I looked at my mom and said, "well, there goes me in about a month."
:( Sad.
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