Yesterday I had to go to the doctors and found out I need and mri and possible surgery, if they think what's wrong with my knee is wrong with it.
To figure out that my Meniscus is probably torn, they had to poke and prod my knee for a good twenty minutes (which felt oh so good!) and afterwards my mom felt so bad for me that she stopped at one of my favorite sandwich places. And then as we were about twenty minutes away from me having to go back to school, she suddenly got this devious look on her face and trying to keep her tone stern she said, "You know, I still have to get gas and you have so much to do that we should probably stop and get a creemee and then you should probably just stay home all afternoon because, you know, you have a lot of important things to do."
I missed a math quiz. It was kind of awesome.
Best part? We'd filled up for gas not five minutes before that.
"I wanna steal your innocence
To me my life, it don't make any sense
These strange manners, I loved 'em so
Why won't you wear your new trench coat?"
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