'Glory/Kyle, I'm sorry. Can you have your mother write you a note saying that it isn't possible for you to do this all without dying? '
Oh yes. I can see it now. 'Coach ____, please excuse Kyle from track practice for the next 2 weeks. He claims he's going to die if he continues working out in the morning' :-p
sorry. didn't mean to sound snappy. I'm just tired, sore, and more than slightly irritated at a few people at the moment.
::wanders into bedroom and collapses::
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason