Give it whatever name you want. I don't even care anymore.

          If you are in my dance class and reading this, then you might remember me doing this in dance class. In case you don't remember, something happened (I'll get to it in a second), so I'm doing this in class. But what exactly happened? I somehow did something harmful to the ball of my foot (very important in dance!), which apparently spread to my toe. So they both hurt like hell. When I told my parents I should get this checked, they said no. So now it's worse, and NOW I'm getting this checked up? Told them. Anyway, it hurts, so that means no sports for me. Shoot. I really like sports. It's the only way I get active because I'm too lazy to do anything else. Also, it's fun. The only thing I do now is take my shoes off secretly in class (I'm sure some people know about this already. I do it pretty often;)). That last sentence seemed pretty confusing. I'm just happy I'm not dancing right now. I just sighed. Don't ask me why I said that. Just a bit frustrated at my parents for not seeing this coming. 

May the lobster be with u ;),

William Tobias

P.S don't ask me why I said that. I'm just trying to waste your time like I wasted mine on this computer typing random things instead of making A FLIPPING BLOG. Toodles :D.