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2003-03-27 - 9:11 p.m.

oh. my. goodness.

so i'm a cripple, because my ankle is hurt, and i have been limping around for forever.

and then there was the track meet.

a person from the other team had running cleats.

with spikes.

big, metal, sharp spikes.

and he was running.

and he stepped on my foot.

while running.

yeah.

deep gash.

ow.

and then i kicked him square in the adam's apple, and then stuck my fingers in his eyes.

yeah, he screamed for a while, and i continued to kick him in the shins while he writhed in pain in the grass.

okay, so i wish i had done that.

but no. i was in too much pain.

- marie




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