No, he didn't know that with every movement my shoulder throbbed with pain. He didn't know that yesterday I shuddered with pain whenever I had to move a certain way while marching. He didn't know that I wanted so badly to get an ice pack but didn't want to leave the field. He didn't know that I didn't want to tell him because I knew it would just sound like whining. He didn't know that the pain escalated all through today.
He didn't know all of that when he hugged me today.
Did he know he was hurting me?
I don't know.
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I know no one reads this, but it's still interesting to write. By the way, it's a moblog 'cause I write wherever I feel like it, and post it on here later.
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About Me
- Kim
- Hmmm... what to say about me... I play the saxophone. That's pretty important. I also play various other instruments and sing, so I guess to describe me its all about the music. And the random thoughts.
Butt Whoopin' List
- My work ethic - 'Cause sometimes some stuff actually needs to get done.
- The annoying elementary school kids on my bus - For rapping about STD's
- My Phone Rules - Or rather, not my rules but the rules of the person I talk to most.
- My dot at the end of Mvmnt 1 - For being way too far away and being exactly parallel to where I am before.
- Me - For being neurotic and OCD.
- David - For being so annoying and stupid.
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Wow, I am so depressing. I'm not a sad person, really!
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