I watched Mary Poppins and am back but tired and dirty. I had a jumbo hot dog for $7, but it's not like a long hot dog. I also had a triple fudge brownie which tasted like candy and even like a nut, like chocolate sorta cool, light tan nut, for $3.50.
So, I got up and came back at the end of "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" (didn't have to look up the spelling.) I had to go to the bathroom. Then, I think I left again to change my female thing. I had already come in late from eating. I tripped and almost broke or did something like stretched my ankle on the dark, thin stairs, to the last row. I was pretty fine. I had to limp but not always. I went back to the bathroom and changed my female thing with my mom, who didn't want to go back though we had to sit down. The 2nd time I came back they were doing "It's a Jolly Holiday With Mary," apparently an ending. The 2nd time we got back had another coincidence. There was maybe some coincidence. I know once I moved and I knew what the man, a fat man, was gonna say, and I think he knew I'd knew ... I mean I moved just like the word he was about to say and it seemed I made the move before he did. It sounded the same. So, I walked well back. Then, we left after the bows quickly. I saw a girl wearing hot pink and black stripes and tripped on my other ankle from a curb, which I've often hit, especially at church. It hurt a little, but I was fine walking on both legs. However, I accidentally hit another curb and had to start limping. I came home and fell asleep. My ankle started to hurt so much. Now I have to hop on 1 foot.
I had a creepy dream. There was 1 where I was hanging around trying to get in maybe Ballet I and Voice. Finally, I saw Ellen DeGeneres, and she was tall and put, vaguely, her arm around me. She looked like me, her chest. I wasn't having fun hopping, so she picked me up and I kept piling higher and I later realized maybe she was kissing my foot. I had another creepy dream but forget.
I thought of going to the ER, but I really don't think they'd do anything to me. If anyone knows, let me know. It feels like it won't go dead forever. I mean, yea, I might get tired waiting at the hospital. They might give me medidince but shouldn't be too bad, though it may affect me adversely enough, as it has. It seems it will take a few days or week. I guess I will just hop around. I have a cane from home. It might be too much money to get crutches. I guess not, but I'm not sure where my dad'd get them. I wanted a wheelchair, but it seems crutches work. My ankle is stiff. Too bad they don't come to your house. I guess they'd want an X-Ray, though I don't think I broke a bone. Anyone have any idea of what's going on?
So, I got up and came back at the end of "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" (didn't have to look up the spelling.) I had to go to the bathroom. Then, I think I left again to change my female thing. I had already come in late from eating. I tripped and almost broke or did something like stretched my ankle on the dark, thin stairs, to the last row. I was pretty fine. I had to limp but not always. I went back to the bathroom and changed my female thing with my mom, who didn't want to go back though we had to sit down. The 2nd time I came back they were doing "It's a Jolly Holiday With Mary," apparently an ending. The 2nd time we got back had another coincidence. There was maybe some coincidence. I know once I moved and I knew what the man, a fat man, was gonna say, and I think he knew I'd knew ... I mean I moved just like the word he was about to say and it seemed I made the move before he did. It sounded the same. So, I walked well back. Then, we left after the bows quickly. I saw a girl wearing hot pink and black stripes and tripped on my other ankle from a curb, which I've often hit, especially at church. It hurt a little, but I was fine walking on both legs. However, I accidentally hit another curb and had to start limping. I came home and fell asleep. My ankle started to hurt so much. Now I have to hop on 1 foot.
I had a creepy dream. There was 1 where I was hanging around trying to get in maybe Ballet I and Voice. Finally, I saw Ellen DeGeneres, and she was tall and put, vaguely, her arm around me. She looked like me, her chest. I wasn't having fun hopping, so she picked me up and I kept piling higher and I later realized maybe she was kissing my foot. I had another creepy dream but forget.
I thought of going to the ER, but I really don't think they'd do anything to me. If anyone knows, let me know. It feels like it won't go dead forever. I mean, yea, I might get tired waiting at the hospital. They might give me medidince but shouldn't be too bad, though it may affect me adversely enough, as it has. It seems it will take a few days or week. I guess I will just hop around. I have a cane from home. It might be too much money to get crutches. I guess not, but I'm not sure where my dad'd get them. I wanted a wheelchair, but it seems crutches work. My ankle is stiff. Too bad they don't come to your house. I guess they'd want an X-Ray, though I don't think I broke a bone. Anyone have any idea of what's going on?
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