the one thing that I take pride in,
the one thing that I try my best to perfect.
And then a few days ago, no thanks to a stupid muscle twitch (I'm Physio-ed out right now), I BIT MY TONGUE.
Who knew I'd be so miserable without my tongue?!
Who knew my tongue would be so important to me?!
Certainly not me.
And now I pay the price.
Right now, I feel so... UGH. Frustrated. Defeated.
Me vs. my tongue. My tongue won.
I'm so angry I'd bite my tongue...
OH WAIT, I DID. THAT'S WHY I'M MOPING AND WHINING AND BEING A LITTLE BABY RIGHT NOW.
I feel so handicapped, and, why, oh yes, DURING FINALS TOO!
Lovely.
I can't talk. I can't sing. I can't eat.
And those are the things that GIVE ME JOY IN LIFE.
I am such a killjoy(?).
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| That's what I look like right now. Just kidding. I look a lot happier in the picture. |