possibly the worst part of having to walk with a crutch is that it puts such a strain on my other leg and my spine that it makes me very sad
Tag: i ramble
Ahh, the morning after (a panic attack). 100% shame
i just noticed my “your band sucks” shirt is also ripped from yesterday morning.
let me tell you, if you feel like the swelling went down overnight in your ankle and you don’t feel any particular pain in it, don’t just jump up and be like “well i guess that’s that done!” cause uh apparently the pain was asleep but now you woke it up and now you can’t stand up anymore
also the person who drove past me just as i fell down and broke my ankle must have thought some drunk asshole was stealing a dog lol
as heartbroken as I am about my cardigan my mum says she can fix it but it might not look that great and I don’t mind too much cause I mean I’m also all stitched up
do you ever get up at 3am to watch critical role and end up finding your dog missing and then walk down the street to find your dog then hear your dog barking way back up the street so you run back to find your dog in your neighbour’s yard and then have to lift the dog over the spiky fence and then get your face kicked in by the dog so you fall but your favourite cardigan is caught in the spike so you rip it when you fall a whole metre down to the ground which is haha no big deal except youve got a spine injury right so you manage to fall on your side but your left ankle twists and then pops back into place and you dropped your fucking stupid dog who is fine because his fat ass caught the fall and he takes off down the street and you have to get back home to see if you broke your ankle cause your dog wont fucking come when you call so you wake up your mum whos slow to get up so you stand up on your aching ankle and get on your bike cause you love this dog way more than he fucking loves you and you bike down the street and you find his stupid ass outside the local bakery so you dump the bike and grab the dog and drag him back except youre crying because your ankle hurts and your back hurts and your fAVOURITE CARDIGAN IS RUINED and then you leash your dog and you cry because youre so relieved your ungrateful ass dog is found and then you limp back to where you dumped your bike and sit under a fence for ten minutes because your ankle hurts so much and then somehow you bike back home and see your ankle is swollen af because your stupid dog broke not just your heart but your ankle too and ripped your FAVOURITE CARDIGAN
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does that ever happen to any of you guys?
oh hey did i tell you guys ill be getting paid more from march? yea im ~promoted as the group…. squad… work …. team leader…… of the… the community.. workers, of the… the- the group where im employed cause like… there’s a group that does like…. pavements, there’s a group that like picks up trash, then there’s a group with like four sub-groups (school cleanup, ~misc assistant, kitchen assistant, and another one….). And Im in the one with the four subgroups and im in school cleanup on paper but i do admin stuff (and many more) and so ill be the head of that main group but it like, only means anything on paper cause i wont be doing anything differently, it just means i get paid more.
so ill be gettin paid 195 euro from march, instead of… 175
ill bloody take that ngl ,
i cant tell if this video im watching has shit framerate or my brain can no longer register more than 10 frames per second
Sometimes I look back on my Facebook Memories it throws at me every day and I just no longer wonder why I never made or kept any friends from my childhood/teenage/young adult years.