| Morningstar |
| Monday, February 21, 2005 |
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Gawd. the feelings are exhilarating. A sense of dread.... a rush of adrenaline..... the wind in my face as i take flight, the feelings of weightlessness as i hurtle through the air.... the sickening crunch of dull pain as i land wrongly. Free Running. Gotta love it.. Taking flight and all that. just really makes me feel.......... free. and really really injured. Limped all the way to block 39. thats all the way up the friggin hill. stared at lionel as he started he usual dickheaded insults. shot steve a withering look as he laughed at me again. sometimes i just hate this class. but they're alright. most of the time. but there are the odd moments where your fist just clenches and wishes you to throw it at their chins. its like " LET ME HIT HIM." but oh well. can't have em all. Clenchin My jaw as i massage my ankle. still hurts. but the adrenaline was worth it. *grin* ![]() Flight Of The Bryan. XD POSTED AT 1:24 PM |
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