I'm in great deal of pain. No, not like mental anguish or anything... my back really fucking hurts. I mean really really bad. Every move I make causes me to grit my teeth. Even typing this hurts. Constant pain... and I don't even know why. I'm going to die.



So, Disneyland wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I always expect to have a bad time... and then I have a pretty good time. I think the thing is that I go in with all these people that I usually don't get along with very well... and I just don't care... So I act like an idiot. I guess I make my own good time. Like running all over the park and playing hide and go seek... or making the indiana jones ride as REAL as possible...



I'm going to go clutch my back and cry now...