I broke my toe. Yup, sure did. My left pinky toe is out of commission for the next couple of weeks. No running, and wait, you haven't heard the best part....I GET TO WEAR A BOOT! Oh yeah, I'm hobbling in style! I even got to use the cool motorized cart at Walmart last night. Noisy and very slow, but it got you where you were going. Actually, it was pretty funny sight. Kayla pointed out that people probably thought that I had cancer because I had a bandana on my head. That made me laugh. I do think that people were offended that someone my age was in a motored cart, though. Most looks were similar to " What the heck do you think you're doing in a scooter....YOU'RE not OLD!" I was glad to get out of there.
*Also*
In lighter news....I've bought myself a friend. A furry, naked-tailed rat. Yessirree, a rat. Named it Moe. ( it has a mohawk) Not sure if it's a boy or a girl, but I figure the name fits either. c'mon, I wasn't gonna name it pat. It's body is white and it's head is grey/black. I'll post pictures of it when my mom mails me my camera from home. Left it behind. woops.
Anywho, I feel I will be crafty tonight. We'll see. peath
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trust me, you could tell if it was a boy. Besides, wouldn't looking like a cancer patient be means enough for riding in a scooter?
I think so, but not so for the hundreds of Wal*mart goers who shunned me. FOR SHAME!
When I broke my toe I tried to use an automatic wheelchair at Wal-Mart and they wouldnt let me, saying a broken foot didn't qualify. But they let me use an old fashioned wheelchair, and people looked at me the same way, so I totally know how you feel.
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