Saturday, December 6, 2008
The One Legged Dance
SO i just have to say how amazingly proud I am at my ablitly to dance with one leg. I had charity ball today after the SAT (blahhh) and I am still sprain footed. When it came to slow songs, i disbanded my crutch (im only using one) and just used the boy. As it turns out, boys make great crutches! And you can dance with them! So i liberally used the boys on the slow songs, but with faster paced swing music, boys without a crutch wouldn't cut it. Anywaym I was proud of myself for dancing for four hours with one leg, so i thought i could brag a little. :)
Thursday, December 4, 2008
In which Sarah goes emo.
I hate life.
Not really i love life.
But at this exact moment i am not too happy with life.
Today merely WALKING in my living room (carpet) i managed to strain the ligament in my right ankle. (i think i should mention that before high school i had never been to the hospital, and then in high school, because of my inherent clumsy-ness i am a regular at the ER now) When it happened there was a crack so loud that it was like thunder outside. After the crack i was on the floor. I thought for sure that I had broken my ankle, luckily not, but still I am annoyed that it is strained because it hurts like hell and more importantly, marching band. We have a tour a week from tomorrow (well i guess technically today) and then a parade the next day. I can't do either unless i can somehow prove to my parents that I can walk normal and without any pain, i am not allowed to judge if i am in pain or not though. This might possibly because i turned a minor sprain that should take a about two days to heal, into a four month long sprain-ganza. (I was at away band camp, and there was no way in hell i wasnt going to march...of course even when we got back i still marched, but i stopped running the laps[see i tried a bit to help])Anyway that sucks because its the last mb event of the season. And i have the SAT and charity ball tomorrow.
Blarrrrgggggghhhhhh
Not really i love life.
But at this exact moment i am not too happy with life.
Today merely WALKING in my living room (carpet) i managed to strain the ligament in my right ankle. (i think i should mention that before high school i had never been to the hospital, and then in high school, because of my inherent clumsy-ness i am a regular at the ER now) When it happened there was a crack so loud that it was like thunder outside. After the crack i was on the floor. I thought for sure that I had broken my ankle, luckily not, but still I am annoyed that it is strained because it hurts like hell and more importantly, marching band. We have a tour a week from tomorrow (well i guess technically today) and then a parade the next day. I can't do either unless i can somehow prove to my parents that I can walk normal and without any pain, i am not allowed to judge if i am in pain or not though. This might possibly because i turned a minor sprain that should take a about two days to heal, into a four month long sprain-ganza. (I was at away band camp, and there was no way in hell i wasnt going to march...of course even when we got back i still marched, but i stopped running the laps[see i tried a bit to help])Anyway that sucks because its the last mb event of the season. And i have the SAT and charity ball tomorrow.
Blarrrrgggggghhhhhh
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