My life this week has been a series of bad luck. I swear I'm truly lucky at being unlucky. Earlier this year, I started to feel like crap. I thought I had a cold so I took cold medicine the first day. Then I realized it must be allergies because it came all of a sudden. Friday morning, I started feeling much better. So I got excited because I could have fun at Perry's wedding without having to deal with a runny nose. So that's the good news. But good news doesn't come without some bad news.
Bad news is. While I was getting ready, I threw my back out. Yea. How sad right? I'm fucking 24 years old, and my back went out on me. And it was stupid on how I threw it out. I was reaching with one arm for my Louis Vuitton purse in its LV bag in my closet. I forgot there was a catalog in there. When I was bringing it down, the catalog decided to switch sides inside the bag and it started to fall. So I reached with my farthest arm to catch it and I overreached and pulled something. Imagine a 24 year old yelling, "Owwww. My back! Damn I'm old, did that just come out of my mouth?" I seriously felt really old when I couldn't bend over and pick up my shoes. And everyone gave me old woman jokes asking if I want a wheelchair and started laughing. Har har har. Thanks guys. I'm in so much pain and I'm glad you're able to get a kick out of my pain. And the only person who can fix my back got married yesterday. So for now, I have to live with the pain. Guess it's time to go to the doctor again for a stupid injury. Remember my tennis injury? Yea I seem to get injured in rediculously crazy ways.
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