12:19 Pm
I think I tweaked my ankle. Well, not my ankle but like the muscles above it. Can't say I'm surprised. My knee is all better. Wonder what I did to my ankle to tweak it. There's an 80% chance I tweaked it in golf.
Yesterday was our first tournament. The weather was awful. And that's coming from me. I love Oregon sunshine. But it was cold and windy and nobody was expecting the rain. We were supposedly going to play 9 holes. But by 14(we played the back 9), we weren't so sure.
Hole 15 was a short par 3. Our coach asked if we wanted to throw the towel after this one. I was voting on leaving now and not play at all. The other four stayed and played it.
On hole 12, there's a bathroom. I didn't have to go, but I assumed it was warm. Which doesn't make much sense. But after I finished putting, I went to go find out of my hypothesis was true.
Sure enough, it was warm. My finger tips were red and numb. They began to tingle and the feeling came back.
I stood there. Relieved.
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A messed up teenage diary
Non-FictionEver since I was young, just about everything was difficult for me. Now, I'm 16. Not much has changed. Join me in my attempt to make it through my high school life with 7 mental disorders and a dark past.
