Thursday, September 09, 2004

I have this terrible habit of walking into things.
I walk into doorways, and tables and chairs, and into people all the goddamn time.
And frankly I'm getting sick of it. Im sick of my clumsyness and of my strange unwilling self-destructive ability.
For those of you who know about my love for shoes, you will also know that everytime i go out in heels for longer than two hours I suffer. Afterawhile I can't walk, can't dance and all I want to do it sit and wait for the pain to be over. But oh no, don't ask me to take off my gorgeous shoes - i'd rather suffer in them.
So obviously my feet suffer quite alot from these shoes i like to wear. So it doesn't help when i keep bashing my feet into stuff.
For instance just the other night when i was going to bed late, I turned off the light in the lounge room and was making my way to my room in the dark - when somehow i must have slipped on a rug(i don't think i actually slipped...but thats the story im going with) and i ended up rushing a table. So i hurt my right foot and the thumb on my right hand when i was bracing myseeelf for a fall. It was a very distressing night afterwards as my throbing foot wouldn't stop hurting that whole night and I couldn't sleep at all because of it.
The next day i realised my other foot was also hurting, but i don't know how that one happened.
So for the past two days i've been walking into books i've left on the ground. So thats my own fault and due to my laziness because i can't be stuffed moving them.
And if you think it can't get any worse - then wait till u hear what i did this morning.
As i was getting ready for uni this morning, i was planning on moisturising my legs - i like them shiny- so i lift my foot to rest it on the small table i have in my room (the one the cd player sits on) and probably due to bad judgement on my part, i stupidly whacked my foot on the sharp corner of the table. So after some cussing and cursing my sister's shoddy woodworking (she made the table) i finally realised that i was bleeding from the toe.
So after hopping to the bathroom and leaving a trail of blood all over the floor and rugs, whoops, i finally got it all under control and stopped the bleeding after about ten minutes. I didn't think toes could bleed that much, but apparently mine do.
So now I've missed my bus due to my bleeeding toe - i've wasted the whole morning! and i can't get to uni and not miss half of my class - so im stuck here at home now doing this.
And my mum wanted to take me shopping tonight for shoes - SHOES?! How am i gonna try on shoes when my left foot is in a state of of Hurtness. Im afraid to put my sneakers on right on - and im limping ever where...now i have to work out how to get blood out of my et...grrr..

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