I think I may be dying slightly, but, the weather has been nice.

Let me set the scene for you: I woke up early last Wednesday morning to the sound of a hurricane outside my window. It might have just been a really strong rain storm, but there's potential the weather man got it wrong, right? Point is it was RAINING REALLY HARD. I got dressed for school, sat around a little before I left, hoping maybe the rain would stop a little but it didn't (asshole) and so umbrella in hand I ran through our yard ankle deep in rainwater. I get to the car, throw my backpack in the back, sit down in the front seat, reach outside and twist around to close the umbrella and KABAM! break my back. Pain, very very bad pains shooting up my back that would not stop.

And haven't stopped.

I can't breath, I can't lay in bed (so I can't sleep), can't walk upright, it's basically the most excruciating pain that has ever walked this earth (not to be dramatic or anything). And seriously? Because of pulling an umbrella into my car? How lame is that!? If I break my back I'd at least like there to be some kind of thrilling story attached to it, ya know? Maybe like, lifting three kids in the air with one hand to save them from ravage tigers or something? People would believe that, I'm actually deceivingly strong (no). It's been a week, and it's just as bad tonight as it was the first night, and I don't know how to fix it. And P.S. taking five Ibuprofens at once doesn't help.

But on the plus side the weather has been glorious lately, and somehow that takes maybe just like 1,000,000th of a fraction of the pain away, so hopefully more nice weather is ahead.