The pain in my wrist is bringing me to tears. It’s awful to the point where I actually had to take narcotics for it.
But on the bright side, I kicked ass captaining today. And Ashley came to see me! I miss her lots. Most of my friends graduated last year, and they usually can’t come visit. A few do, and the others swear they will, but I wish they were still around.
Aaron stayed home today. Things he missed: how ridiculously cute I looked, the sexy swelling and immobility of my wrist, my even sexier panic attack, my thorough ass kicking at the meet, and all the guys hitting on me. But I have a surprise for him tomorrow c:
Wanna know what it is? I have two of his shirts I’m giving back to him (the ones that look the best on him), but I’m also giving him my favorite shirt. And stuck between the shirts is a framed picture of us c: There’s no occasion, I just want him to know I’m thinking of him.

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