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One word to describe my physical state:

Yowch!!!!

The problem with Adventure Challenge activities in gym is that they are extremely physically straining, and this particular one involved swinging to and from tires... that have serrated interiors... that I accidentally slammed my back into when I slipped... twice. So basically most of my body is going to be a giant bruise tommarrow and I have quite a few bruises from getting slammed into and cuts from grabbing the tires. Oh well. I did the challenge and won, so what are a few bruises? *sarcastic*

Went to the doctor for the stomach problem, he says I'm doing fine and all that. Should add more fiber, but since that Japanese place opened I'm going there a lot more often and it's full of fiber. I love Asian cooking. ^-^

And I learned something about relating to people, or rather how not to relate to them (by the way, another person did this in my history class): We had to do a pamphlet for an activity in class, so I suggest to my partner we do it digitally since it's a lot easier and I type quickly. So I whip out this thing (referring to my HP) and from behind me I hear "Are you an only child?" to which I respond that I am. A second later I hear "Figures. Fucking rich kids."

There are 3 things wrong with that sentence: 1, though I am an only child I am not spoiled, I just don't cause trouble and am (now) responsible. 2, we are not rich. We can live comfortably, but have financial problems like anyone else. 3, that is not how you relate to someone who can help you with said machine. Now I'm slightly disinclined to help the speaker in this project, even though the reason I brought the darn thing that day was to work with it. Sure, you can think that, that's fine, but saying it out loud is a different matter, I think. In this case, saying it out loud might make me not want to help her as much. So she loses in other words. Besides that, the day went well despite getting lost in Springfield going to the doctor's *shudder* reminding me why I stay out of Springfield as much as possible.

But the inside of my body is fine at least, even though I can only imagine how I'll feel tommarrow morning. I don't think it will be pretty.

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Another social no-no (in my book): When someone is bleeding, covered in bruises and has their arms swelling up don't say "I've had worse". Let's just say the speaker was lucky my arms felt like lead at the time or he would have ended up with my hands around his neck.

I try not to make such comparisons when someone is hurt, but instead remember that whether it be a bruise or a bullet wound, it still fucking hurts. And saying things such as "I've had worse" are in many cases a good way to get worse.

The lesson: Think before you speak or you may end up defenestrated. (This means thrown through a window, one of my favorite words/threats)

*And did I mention that I'm a bit... odd... due to a hard day?*