Le sigh...

So a lot of things are bugging me and I feel the need to complain, I'm sorry but I must.

I am quite pissed off that I have a potentially cracked rib and mom claims that we don't have enough money to go to the doctor. It hurts, so bad and it's causing me to be somewhat immobile...which I hate.
It's a result of kickboxing and I refuse to let this injury end my kickboxing.
Damn it.
I'm really upset over this.
And I know, that at Thanksgiving, Mark and J.J. will start something that causes a fight and I will most likely receive further harm.
P.S., Mark and J.J. are my asshole cousins who always are picking on me.

Also bugging me is the deep rubbling in my stomach. It's not that gross, icky time and I'm growing concerned with the intensity of the pain. I don't like the noises either.

I hate that it's hunting season, I want to cry every time I see a status stating the kills of the hunters.
Poor animals, this season it's deer. It reminds me of Bambi.
Stupid hicks.

I can't get comfortable and I'm sore/tired even though I slept from around 9:30 pm last night to 3:30 pm today.
What the hell is wrong with me?

On the bright side, I learned something very helpful in Physics that is relevant to boxing.
Every time you throw a punch and don't come into contact, the energy wasted is more than if you contact something. So in boxing, you want to only kick and hit if you'll make contact.

Watching UFC is making me miss fighting, I won't be fighting for at least three weeks due to the rib cage injury. I know it is at least bruised, making it a risk for further injury.

The injury also sucks because I can't work out and well...it's Thanksgiving and I'm probably going to stuff my face.

I think I'm going to go lay down, sitting hurts and I'm tired. I may go play video games.
Who knows?