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Monday, September 20, 2004

Awww, my poor roommate is snoring over her history book.

Gotta love random starts to a post.

I started to write about fencing and all the cool crazy people I'm meeting at fencing, but I think you all are probably sick of reading about fencing. But than again, it's hard not to. I fenced 30 hours this last week with the clinic and my time outside of fencing was spent mostly with the fencers because we only had enough time to eat before going back to fence some more. I feel kinda bad. I know that my friends know I'm not ditching them or whatnot, but I still feel guilty for not being able to hang out with them so much this last week. It feels weird to not be hanging out with them, because up until now, I spent almost all my time with them. Than again, it's also fun to be meeting even more people.

I'm so tired and I've been sick for a week now. Not bad sick, just a cold, but it still sucks. I'm complaining like an epee now aren't I? I guess if I complain on here I won't complain outloud. So if you don't want to hear me whine, skip this paragraph. My knee is killing me. Fencing is really bad for it I'm finding. I think in the long run, it will be good for me because it will strengthen the muscles around my knee, but until than it's really hurting it. I tried to stand up twice unsuccessfully this morning after I lowered myself down from the loft. I don't know how I'm going to survive practice tonight. They better not make us do too much conditioning. I hurt my ankle in fencing the other day to. I went to lunge and didn't keep my front foot straight and I fell. It wouldn't have been bad, but I had my hand tied behind my back and couldn't catch myself and wound up falling on my ankle. I had my hand tied behind my back because I'm trying to train myself to keep it there. Wow that was alot more whining than I planned on doing. Oh well, I'm too lazy to delete any of it.

There is something really bugging me, but I don't want to post about it right now.

"I don't understand anything anymore and this world that I'm tired of is taking me right up these walls
Can you save me from this world of mine before I get myself arrested with expectation."

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