17. never been happier to be injured
My two ankles are throbbing. It hurts to walk, it hurts to stand up. I wish i had some meds if that meant the pain would go away. But to be honest, no. Part of me enjoys the pain. I feel alive. I feel like i really tested my body. Banged up, bruised, busted. I played basketball. Who knows if i played well, if the guy tripped me by accident and it was a matter of luck or if i was just being clumsy and running around without a strategy. Either way, i breathed hard and played. It feels freaking swollen now. I just finished editing the 3rd draft of my personal statement — i have my 4th draft and it’s looking real promising. I have something good here, i can feel it. No matter what the Berkeley pre-med advisors say tomorrow. I’m ready. We’ll see where they take it.
Oh man. My freaking ankles. I just want to sleep and stay in bed for a whole day.