Brokeback.

TODAY, I REGAINED MY CONFIDENCE. Took about a little more than a week, BUT I’M BACK.

So I woke up with about 4 hours of sleep because it’s the day right before school starts again, and my technique to fix my sleep schedule basically is to get as little sleep as possible so I can be really tired by the end of the day so I can actually sleep without tossing and turning for a couple hours.

So I attempt to call a friend this morning but then I get some boogus message from T-Mobile telling me “OH HEY YOUR ACCOUNT IS SUSPENDED CUZ YOU DIDNT PAY FOR SHIT” so I’m thinking what the hell. I tell my father about it and he tells me he already paid for it so he said he’d call and ask. But what the fuck, really? However, I could still receive calls on it, at least.

Because of my refound confidence, I decide to go jogging(also to tire myself out) Now, for the past few months, anytime I did anything really physical I’d have back problems, and I’d rest and it’d go away. Last Saturday I breakdanced all night so that was there for about 3 days and still present in the faintest way yesterday and today. So since the pain was so small I decided I was in good condition. So I went jogging, and the first lap, I did pretty good, surpass both my time in August and my time in September. Surpassed August by 10 seconds and surpassed September by 20. So my back pain came back, but only a little. This confidence convinced me against resting, and I ran another lap. While running it had felt like Zeus himself had shot a lightning bolt into my lower back, because I began slowing down and if I had quickened my pace it’d just be twisting the lightning rod. So then my back pain returns, this times even more severe. I wanted to go home, but felt like it was too far of a distance compared to a friend’s house who was near my jogging route. (I lived two blocks away from this house). So I limped all the wall there, holding my back, keeping it together, making sure it didn’t snap.

I got there, and noticed I hadn’t eaten breakfast yet, and so I made some cup noodles. Through the rest of the day the backpain just got worse and worse. First I was able to walk, then I laid down for a bit and I had to climb mountains to be able to get back up on my feet. Then it felt like I was rolling into spikes anytime I tried turning over. So I just laid there. With my G1 intact. I stayed there for a couple more hours, trying to recover but I never did. I tried looking for techniques and this is what they gave me. It didn’t help.

I can’t even hug my own knees anymore. My beautiful, lonely knees

So it was around 5:30 and I remembered I hadn’t finished my homework, but I was still injured. Needless to say, responsibilities were responsibilities, so I jetson’d like Elroy. Well, maybe not Jetson’d. More like I limped all the way home. The pain had spread into my right leg by now, and so I was taking very small and slow steps. I even had the nerve to jay walk in this condition. New Yorkers be crazy. So I walked home extremely slow and then I got here.

I’m wondering what is in store for me when I go back to school. I attend a school where there are 8 floors, and death awaiting every corner. I also have gym everyday, and guess what I have for gym. Track! WOOOOO. Anytime I sneeze or cough, my back dies, and I can’t even walk to the bathroom properly without aching. I love my broken back.

The day is almost over, and tomorrow, I return to school. With a fucked up back. What a blast tomorrow will be.

AIGHT THEN